We’ve all walked out of a cineplex shaking our fist and swearing to hunt down the director to leave an incendiary paper bag full of canine feces, but we never go through with it. Except for that time Robert Fure punched Noah Baumbach.
Last week, the writer of Battlefield Earth, J.D. Shapiro, publicly apologized in the New York Post for penning what’s regarded as one of the worst modern movies. Despite most of the article actually being about his experience with Scientology, and he’s got a bit of distance from the finished product since he was replaced as writer before shooting, but the point of the entire article is that he’s sorry.
He feels a bit excited about being the worst of the worst, but he’s also sorry that we had to see the movie.
This leads to an important question:
Should filmmakers apologize after making a complete bomb?
What would the world be like if Kevin Reynolds had apologized after Waterworld? What if Paul Verhoeven had written an editorial stating his regrets about unleashing Showgirls?
Would it make any of us feel any better? It certainly wouldn’t erase the film, but it might be nice to see artists admit when they’ve done something that just doesn’t resonate at all.
Or maybe it would cheapen the whole thing even more.
What do you think?