The National Magazine Award winners were announced last night, with National Geographic coming away the big winner, with three nods, including the photojournalism award for John Stanmeyer's work on Malaria in the third world. Gourmet won the in the photography category, beating out bigwigs W and New York Magazine, among others. See our original coverage of the nominees here.
In the night's most ironic twist, Vanity Fair won the photo portfolio category for a story shot by Annie Leibowitz. This comes after a week of serious sniper fire aimed at the magazine and photographer for the controversial Miley Cyrus image in the latest issue.
The story VF and Annie won for was produced in March 2007, and was awfully ambitious; the piece is entitled Killers Kill, Dead Men Die and is an outrageously over-the-top star-studded noir-y confection, even for Vanity Fair. Still, it's lots of fun. I imagine it took a small army to make this shoot happen, in addition to style director Michael Robert and cinematographer Vilmos Zsigmond; the thought of calling all of those stars' publicists makes me a little nauseous. But that could be my fever talking.
Check out the star power below, and see more images here.
In the night's most ironic twist, Vanity Fair won the photo portfolio category for a story shot by Annie Leibowitz. This comes after a week of serious sniper fire aimed at the magazine and photographer for the controversial Miley Cyrus image in the latest issue.
The story VF and Annie won for was produced in March 2007, and was awfully ambitious; the piece is entitled Killers Kill, Dead Men Die and is an outrageously over-the-top star-studded noir-y confection, even for Vanity Fair. Still, it's lots of fun. I imagine it took a small army to make this shoot happen, in addition to style director Michael Robert and cinematographer Vilmos Zsigmond; the thought of calling all of those stars' publicists makes me a little nauseous. But that could be my fever talking.
Check out the star power below, and see more images here.
THE GUMSHOES. INT. WEST L.A., OSCAR SLADE DETECTIVE AGENCY,
INC.--NIGHT
THE CRIME SCENE. EXT. SUNSET & VERDUGO--NIGHT--RAIN
INC.--NIGHT
THE CRIME SCENE. EXT. SUNSET & VERDUGO--NIGHT--RAIN
THE DRESSING ROOM. INT. EL HAVANA, BACKSTAGE--NIGHT
LAST RITES. EXT. HOLLYWOOD MEMORIAL PARK CEMETERY--DAY
THE INTERROGATION. INT. HOLLYWOOD PRECINCT HOUSE--NIGHT
THE LADIES OF L.A. INT. POWDER ROOM, SNYDER'S RESTAURANT--NIGHT
THE RING.INT. THE FORUM--NIGHT
LAST RITES. EXT. HOLLYWOOD MEMORIAL PARK CEMETERY--DAY
THE INTERROGATION. INT. HOLLYWOOD PRECINCT HOUSE--NIGHT
THE LADIES OF L.A. INT. POWDER ROOM, SNYDER'S RESTAURANT--NIGHT
THE RING.INT. THE FORUM--NIGHT
THE SNOOP INT. O'HANLON STABLES, SAN FERNANDO VALLEY--NIGHT
THE GETAWAY.INT. EXT. MULHOLLAND DRIVE--NIGHT
LOBBY OF THE DAMNED. INT. HOTEL LA BREA--NIGHT
THE SHOOT-OUT. EXT. HOTEL LA BREA, FIRE ESCAPE--NIGHT
LOBBY OF THE DAMNED. INT. HOTEL LA BREA--NIGHT
THE SHOOT-OUT. EXT. HOTEL LA BREA, FIRE ESCAPE--NIGHT
THE BIG REVEAL. EXT. SOMEWHERE IN L.A.--DUSK
Int. and Ext. are movie terms, eh? Interior and Exterior? I am naive to the filmic lingo.
Update: Just found some great behind-the-scenes shots. Here are my two faves:
Annie Leibovitz, with, clockwise from center, Pedro Almodóvar, Penélope Cruz, Bárbara Peiró, Fernando Iglesias, and Vilmos Zsigmond. Photograph by Nick Rogers.
Robert Downey Jr. gets champ instruction from Sylvester Stallone at Universal. Photograph by Kathryn MacLeod.
I want to be a starlet and hang out with Annie. And Robert Downey Jr.
Int. and Ext. are movie terms, eh? Interior and Exterior? I am naive to the filmic lingo.
Update: Just found some great behind-the-scenes shots. Here are my two faves:
Annie Leibovitz, with, clockwise from center, Pedro Almodóvar, Penélope Cruz, Bárbara Peiró, Fernando Iglesias, and Vilmos Zsigmond. Photograph by Nick Rogers.
Robert Downey Jr. gets champ instruction from Sylvester Stallone at Universal. Photograph by Kathryn MacLeod.
I want to be a starlet and hang out with Annie. And Robert Downey Jr.
Stumble Upon
That.
Rocks.
So.
Hard.
Now, if you'll pardon me, I have to go sell my cameras for scrap.
Holy crap. How did I miss this?
I'd KILL for a budget and casting like that.
Noir with jealousy.
would this be less boring if I recognized half the people?