David O. Russell to Direct a Biopic on B-Movie Master Russ Meyer?
The director already has several projects in his future with Uncharted: Drakes Fortune and Old St. Louis, not to mention some other potential projects even later down the road, but now David O. Russell can add another to his growing slate. Deadline reports Fox Searchlight is in the midst of picking up a pitch package that has the director attached to helm a biopic about Russ Meyer, the man behind such exploitation films as Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill! and Supervixens. Merrit Johnson is behind the script which is partly based on Jimmy McDonough's book Big Bosoms & Square Jaws: The Biography of Russ Meyer, King of the Sex Film.
Here's a synopsis of what's covered in McDonough's book:
Three Kings, and has since go on to script the successful HBO film Temple Grandin and the forthcoming Linda Lovelace biopic that has James Franco and Kate Hudson possible starring. Seeing how Meyer rises to the challenge of bringing buxom bombshells to the big screen for hungry eyes to feast upon does sound like quite the prospect after all. What do you think?
McDonough’s work paints a two-fisted tale of the legendary filmmaker who helped launch the sexual revolution with his scandalous Immoral Mr. Teas in 1959; caused a rip in the time/space continuum of the psychedelic 1960s with Mondo Topless and Super Vixens; and clenched the beatnik and punk ethics with 'Faster Pussycat, Kill, Kill!' and 'Beneath the Valley of the Ultra Vixens.' Meyer was a square who helped define hip in an unhip time—those incredibly boring 1950s… Although McDonough (Shakey) infuses his book with well-researched history, he always comes back to Meyer’s obsession with buxom gals: 'Meyer likened the process to an affair. After poring over every inch of their bodies with his camera eye, he’d grow bored—and so would they…. Once you’ve unwrapped them, the thrill is gone.'But what if you really don’t care about an incredibly immature man who spent his whole life engaging in 'quickies,' producing and directing cheap films about stacked women and hanging out drinking with his WWII buddies? Here McDonough hits on a stroke of genius—he displays Meyer nurturing his macho image and melting down when that image is breached.