It’s probably too early in the morning for a drink, but if there was ever a reason to start at the crack of dawn, this is it. But first, a little backstory…you like stories, don’t you?
Up until 2014, Clint Eastwood was attached to direct the third remake of A Star Is Born (last redone in 1976 with Barbara Streisand and Kris Kristofferson), with Beyonce in the lead as an aspiring star who’s helped on her road to fame by an older, established male icon (at one time, Russell Crowe was attached), whose own career is in decline. That in itself was a pretty terrible idea; this being the third retread of a story so exciting, it’s been floating around back rooms since 2010. In 2012, Beyonce dropped out (reportedly because of her pregnancy — that child is now 2 years old), and Eastwood moved on. Who knows, maybe when they worked together on American Sniper Clint gave Coop a little career advice? All of a sudden the Star Is Born project may be alive again.
Riddle me this, Bat-persons: If you were head of Warner Bros., and an Academy Award winning director of (by my count) thirty-four films left a movie, would you replace him with a first-timer? I’m certain just like in most businesses, Hollywood is all about who you know, but this seems a little extreme, unless…someone really wants to see Cooper tank?
Now, for the cherry atop your spiked float, of course Cooper wants to play the male lead himself, and of course he’ll try to get Beyonce interested again; he’ll also produce with his partner, Todd Phillips (presumably, he won’t run craft service).
No, it’s not April 1st. No, you didn’t get knocked over the head. Yes, this is really happening. Please grab your favorite libation — don’t bother with a glass — and join me in a toast to Bradley Cooper, conquerer of Hollywood. I have no idea how he fucking did it, but good on him. (I’m still Team Jake.)