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Josh Greene is a multi-talented genius and humanitarian who enjoys writing his own bios. After a tour of duty in the trenches of children's theater, his professional career was launched with an appearance on FRASIER, which catapulted him into a guesthouse in the Valley. Shortly thereafter he did some time in the Broadway musical RENT, then returned home to pursue lifelong goals like fame, fortune, and the elimination of world hunger. Josh was the star of Discovery Channel’s RALLY ROUND THE HOUSE, and recently wrapped his 50th episode of TLC’s 10 YEARS YOUNGER. Providing the voice of Jimmy Lizard in the Weinstein Company’s animated hit HOODWINKED, he also penned the song RUNAWAY which was included on the film's award-winning soundtrack. In 2005 Josh wrote/directed/produced THE COMMISSION, a film which walked away with nine nominations and three wins, including "Best Comedy" and "Best Screenplay" at the 168 Hour Film Festival in L.A. Last year he starred with Tenacious D's Kyle Gass in the smash hit musical ROCK OF AGES, and is currently in development on three feature films, a television pilot, and his first solo album. It's looking like world hunger may just have to wait -- Or you could visit ONE.org and help stamp it out yourself!

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May
19
2009
7:35 pm
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So I’ve been AWOL for quite some time now, and I don’t feel the least bit guilty. I mean, FOR THE LOVE OF FILM! I’m trying to have a career here!!! Like I have time to sit around blogging about things that will never get me paid or even noticed. What’s more, a mere five months ago at the beginning of the year (yes kids… 2009’s almost halfway done) I was so amped about getting caught up on all my movie reviews, yet here I am in May wondering if that’s something I should even be DOING in public.

Ben Brantley

It all kinda hit home when a few less-than-glowing reviews came down the pipeline after my gal’s show, 9 to 5, opened on Broadway last month. First of all, I’ve seen this show several times — it’s not gonna change anyone’s life, but it’s a heckuva lot of fun, and some of the tunes are downright memorable. Secondly, it got GREAT reviews during its previews here in L.A. And lastly, it garnered like… FIFTEEN Drama Desk nominations just a week before it officially opened on Broadway. Then Ben Brantley comes out on opening night, uncharacteristically stays ’til the very end of Dolly’s post-performance speech, yet turns around and hands in a scathing review the next day; likely driving more than a few potential patrons away from this really fun show. This in turn clearly sways the votes of the Tony Awards nominating crew, as the very same show that broke a Broadway record for Drama Desk nominations just two weeks prior gets a measly 5 Tony noms — and shut out of Best Musical by a show I know VERY well: the aim-so-low you can’t lose, Rock of Ages, over which the typically stiff Brantley practically creamed himself. (Pun not initially intended, but I’ll take it.)

Now please don’t misunderstand me. I adore Rock of Ages, and would encourage everyone to go see it. I know from personal experience the very long road it traveled to even GET to Broadway, and l’m legitimately thrilled that there’s room (and apparently more than just tolerance) for this kind of entertainment on the Great White Way. But I also know how much time, love and energy the folks over at 9 to 5 put into their show, and being so intimately familiar with BOTH projects it’s impossible for me to believe that anyone actually thinks that musically OR dramatically ROA is a better piece of theater. It’s a whole heckuva lot of FUN, but it’s not even in the same league as Dolly’s tuner. Which leads me to only one conclusion, and that’s that the critics have WAAAAYYYYY too much power. People trust a relatively small and exclusive group of writers (with exactly WHAT qualifications other than that they can write?) to tell us what we should and should not see. And that’s just stupid. We all have different tastes, and what stinks to some high-fallutin’ writer at the Times might be just what the doctor ordered for the tourist from Peoria. Which brings me to my initial point…

In addition to the fact that I don’t have lots of excess time to be tearing apart or even swooning over someone else’s attempt at creating something unique (or even those half-hearted attempts to make a lousy buck with rushed sequels and lowest-common-denominator comedies), I’m starting to realize that my opinion is nothing more than, well… just an opinion. And if even one person decides to avoid some movie that I personally dislike because I wrote some nasty review, then I think I might be doing a disservice to that person AND to the folks that made the offending movie. Heck… I kinda hated The English Patient and that borefest won the Best Picture Oscar, so what do I know? What’s more, most of the people on whom I’m ragging are folks that I wouldn’t mind working with, so what am I even THINKING picking apart their efforts like I could actually do better (…of course I COULD do better, but that’s a whole ‘nuther can of self-inflated worms…)

I guess what I’m trying to say is that for the few folks that actually read my movie reviews (mom, dad…) I’m thinkin’ it might be time to put the proverbial pen down. Oh, I might continue to throw some stars at the films I see — if for nothing less than to provide a reminder to myself of what I’ve seen and when I saw it — but unless I’m just DYING to comment on something specific in my movie-watching experience, I think I’ll leave the reviews to the folks who are doing it to pay the bills. I mean… I can’t argue with that. And unless someone’s willing to pay ME, I’d prefer to start enjoying movies the way everyone else does: as relatively frivolous entertainment, and NOT some kind of job. Put THAT in your pipe and smoke it, Ben Brantley!

(Oh, and since hopefully I’LL have a show on Broadway in the not too distant future, I should mention that while I disagree with Mr. Brantley’s assessment of 9 to 5, he’s probably a brilliant and very astute man and is — at the very least — incredibly handsome… for a guy who sits on his ass for a living.)