Travolta 'dines with John Gotti Jr'

Discussion in 'Jett Travolta' started by Triumph, Jan 28, 2011.

  1. They won't do that though, I am betting, because that would out a lot of people who are still denying publicly they are into Scientology. Like Will Smith.
  2. Smurf Member

    Travolta's very good at portraying thugs in movies like he did in 'Face/Off' & 'Swordfish'... it'll be interesting to see if he will portray John Gotti in a manner that is acceptable to the Gotti family & friends. Guess Travolta can relax knowing that the Gotti's no longer hold the reigns in the Gambino crime family.
  3. Anonymous Member

    Lindsay Lohan's joined the cast... playing Victoria Gotti..

  4. RightOn Member

  5. Sponge Member

    Kelly Preston To Join John Travolta & Lindsay Lohan In Gotti Film
    Radar Online 4th May 2011

    Epic cheese.
  6. AnonLover Member

  7. Triumph Member

    Kelly would make a perfect Gun Moll

    Charlie Sheen on Kelly Preston: I didn't shoot her

    Kelly Haz no problem with gunplay..or the sight of her own blood..
  8. RightOn Member

    pretty please?
    would love to see the outcome of that when the Goitti's find out that COS is all a scam
    There will be meatballs flying everywhere!
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  11. AnonLover Member

    I've been stewing on this... and i honestly think the scam, fraud, alleged abuses et al angles would NOT strike a chord in the Gotti family.

    But a better angle just hit me like a ton of bricks: above all else, when dealing with an old world italian clan - you dont fk with their children.

    ding ding ding - brite idea bell ringing loud!!! ZOMG Kubrik! The story of the Kubrik's family disconnection will send off major alarm bells in this sector. Where the famous father did the "Eyes Wide Shut" movie with Cruise & Kidman, and his daughter who i think did soundtrack for the flick or was involved somehow - ended up becoming scilon, disconnected from her mother and caused awkward scene at father's funeral.

    That's the angle that would get alot more than meatballs flying, *IF* by chance the Gotti's were well aware of that situation, and the whole extended brood of hollywood-wanna-be cousins from Vicki's "Growing Up Gotti" show (who are all guaranteed to make the movie set for pop pop's biopic flick their hangout during shooting) were to happen to encounter any scilon handler recruiting... not gonna end well.

    ^^preventive pooning & informing required of course. they might be punk ass gangsta kids, but the younger Gotti generations dont deserve to get sucked into a destructive cult. and that's who imo is gonna be the sitting ducks for mass infusion of scilon celebrities thats about to roll up on their lives, altho it will be their smarter/wiser parents who pay the ultimate price.
  12. RightOn Member

    so now Pacino is doing this flick too?
    That is what someone just told me
    "Fiore Films has announced that Pacino will play Gotti associate Neil Dellacroce in a cast that also includes Travolta as John Gotti Sr. Travolta's wife, Kelly Preston, will play his on-screen wife Victoria DiGiorgio, and the couple's daughter, Ella Bleu Travolta, will play their on-screen daughter, Angel Gotti. Joe Pesci is set to play Gotti deputy Angelo Ruggiero, and Lindsay Lohan will play Kim Gotti, the wife of John Gotti, Jr."
  13. Herro Member

    Sounds like it could be pretty good.
  14. Anonymous Member

    It sounds like John Travolta is a major investor of the film. What a great topic for a family movie.
  15. Triumph Member

    Gotti film must meet financial deadlines by this week
  16. AnonLover Member

    ^^This is good news too. I would of been (or will be) pissed if i had to skip an Al Pacino movie due to culties.
  17. Triumph Member

    and its down to 30 pages with things like
    a cabana boy to administer touch over paid hairstylist to wrestle his weaves onto his scalp....staff to remove the dead thetans from his M&M's

    a gaggle of Sea org wipe his backside....

    perq packages kill more movies than the Manson family....
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  18. The Wrong Guy Member

    ‘Gotti’ Mob Movie Back On; Kevin Connolly Directing John Travolta, Lionsgate Premiere Releasing: Toronto

    After a series of false starts, the movie about notorious New York City crime boss John Gotti and his relationship with the son who followed in his footsteps is back on solid footing. Kevin Connolly has been set to direct, with John Travolta still aboard to play Gotti Sr. The financing has been firmed by Emmett/Furla/Oasis Films, Fiore Films and Herrick Entertainment. Lionsgate Premiere will release the film domestically through its multi-picture deal with E/F/O. Travolta and Connolly will make the trip to Toronto to stoke interest in foreign sales as this movie moves toward a January production start.

    Continued here:

    The John Gotti Biopic With John Travolta Is Actually Happening With An Unexpected Director
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  19. RightOn Member

    Better hide your cannolis boys!
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  20. A.O.T.F Member

    LOL :p

    So what, no fucking ziti now? :D
  21. The Wrong Guy Member

    Movies: John Travolta and Kelly Preston’s Daughter Ella Joining the Mob as John Gotti’s Oldest Kid

    By Roger Friedman, Showbiz411


    Since Scientology is a lot like the Mafia, I guess all this makes sense: Ella Bleu Travolta is playing John Gotti’s eldest daughter, Angel, in the not very promising movie being shot now in Cincinnatti, Ohio.

    The movie is “The Life and Death of John Gotti.” This is the long, long, long in the making project produced by ex con Marc Fiore, now with Emmet/Furla Productions, and directed by “Entourage” star Kevin Connolly. John Travolta plays John Gotti, Sr. Kelly Preston plays the Don’s wife.

    Now Ella, who’s 16 and has only acted once before in a small role in “Old Dogs” (2009), has joined the cast. Travolta and Preston are part of a cult, but they’re good actors. And Travolta’s sister, Ellen, used to get a lot of work. So did his brother Joey.

    Plus Kelly once lived with Charlie Sheen until he accidentally shot her. So Ella may have inherited those genes. (Also, don’t forget, everyone laughed at Sofia Coppola in “The Godfather Part III,” and who’s laughing now?)Kelly Preston also played a convincing bitch in “Jerry Maguire.” Remember that?

    The “Gotti” movie looks horrible, but you never know. Stacy Keach, a serious actor, is in it. The cast is largely a budget group, with Pruitt Taylor Vince the only other vaguely recognizable name. John Gotti Jr. is played by relative newcomer Spencer Lofranco. The movie also has a whopping 24 producer credits. The Academy only lets three producers on stage to win an Oscar, but that probably won’t be an issue here.

    Anyway, it’s always fun to read the history of this movie. Connolly will be fine no matter what happens. The worst that happens, this is his “Glitter.”

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  22. RightOn Member

    La familia :p
    Can you say nepotism?
    Straight to video.
    Sorry Ella!
  23. The Wrong Guy Member

    Lionsgate Cuts Travolta Gotti Biopic 10 Days Before Release

    By Hunter Harris, Vulture


    Gotti, Gotti, gone. Just ten days before John Travolta’s John Gotti biopic was set to open, Lionsgate has cut ties with the movie. Per Entertainment Weekly, Lionsgate sold the movie back to its production company, Emmett/Furla/Oasis. The producers are expected to seek new distribution for the movie, but the planned release date of December 15 looks impossible. Lionsgate didn’t specify the reason for the sale.

    Gotti was directed by Entourage actor/Pussy Posse member Kevin Connolly. The biopic covered the life of the the notorious Gambino crime family boss, and featured Travolta’s real-life wife Kelly Preston as Victoria Gotti.

  24. The Wrong Guy Member

    Lionsgate Drops John Travolta’s Mob Drama “Gotti,” Sells Film Back to Producers (Exclusive)

    By Jeff Sneider, The Tracking Board


    Just ten days before its release, Lionsgate has pulled the John Travolta mob drama Gotti from the schedule and sold the film back to its producers, an individual with knowledge of the project has told the Tracking Board.

    Emmett/Furla/Oasis Films bought back the rights to Gotti, having produced it with Highland Film Group and Fiore Films. Now that the film will no longer be released under the Lionsgate Premiere banner, the producers will begin to meet with new distributors. They should find there’s actual interest in this movie, which offers the Oscar-nominated actor his juiciest role in years.

    Travolta is joined by his wife Kelly Preston and their daughter Ella Bleu Travolta, as well as Pruitt Taylor Vince, Stacy Keach, Chris Mulkey, Lydia Hull and rising star Spencer Lofranco.

    Entourage star Kevin Connolly (whose 30 for 30 entry Big Shot was quite good) directed the mafia movie, which boasts a script by Lem Dobbs (The Limey) and veteran character actor Leo Rossi.

    Gotti had been slated for release on Dec. 15, but it will likely debut sometime in 2018. No word yet on why Lionsgate decided to drop the movie, but stay tuned.

  25. The Wrong Guy Member

    John Travolta Insists His Gotti Biopic Did Not Get Whacked

    By Chris Lee, Vulture


    John Travolta and the producers of the John Gotti biopic Gotti would like you to know that contrary to recent reports, the movie didn’t get bumped off, rubbed out, or otherwise whacked by its distributor Lionsgate — the studio that was said to be canceling Gotti’s release a mere ten days before its scheduled arrival in theaters on December 15. To use an appropriately mob-centric metaphor, the predicament can be explained another way: The producers made Lionsgate an offer they couldn’t refuse.

    The feature film directorial debut of Entourage star Kevin Connelly, Gotti showcases what is described as a breakout performance Travolta as the Teflon Don, head of the Gambino crime syndicate that became the racketeering/loansharking/murder-extortion scourge of ’80s New York. But because the movie was only set to receive a relatively tiny theatrical release via the studio’s Lionsgate Premiere division (through which its genre films and day-and-date titles are typically distributed), its producers exercised a buy-back clause in the distribution contract, intent on getting the movie to a wider multiplex audience and giving it an awards-season push.

    “All these reports are saying the studio ‘dropped’ Gotti and John Travolta, that’s 100 percent false,” says the film’s executive producer Keya Morgan. “The studio never dropped it! Lionsgate said, ‘We want this movie. It has Oscar buzz.’ We had to beg them for it.” (Lionsgate did not immediately respond when contacted for comment.)

    So badda-boom, badda-bing, Lionsgate was persuaded to sell Gotti back to the production company Emmett/Furla/Oasis, which produced the film with Fiore Films and Highland Film Group. About three weeks ago, Travolta claims to have personally sought out a new financier: Edward Walson, a producer of Broadway plays who’s also backed such films as Woody Allen’s Café Society and Wonder Wheel. And now the producers say they are close to getting a new distributor that will land Gotti in 1,000 theaters next year.

    “Lionsgate was planning on a minimal release, and I did an investigation into people who might have the interest and financial wherewithal to better release it,” Travolta told Deadline. “That is the simple explanation for this. It wasn’t dropped. It wasn’t easy to get Lionsgate to give it up. They said no, twice, and I literally begged them to reconsider and they finally and generously let it go.”

    According to Morgan, the producers are currently negotiating with two studios that are interested in releasing the project with the aim of premiering Gotti at the Cannes Film Festival in May. And he strenuously denied that Lionsgate had decided to back out of releasing the film out of concern for Travolta’s long-standing ties to the Church of Scientology or recently unearthed accusations of sexual misconduct.

    “This has nothing to do with any sex scandal at all,” Morgan says. “This has nothing to do with Scientology. Or Trump. Or Harvey Weinstein! Get over it! We just got more money, it’s a great film and we’re putting it in more theaters.”

  26. The Wrong Guy Member

    'Gotti': How John Travolta Tried — and Failed — to Save His Passion Project | Hollywood Reporter

    The long-in-the-making biopic debuted to an underwhelming $1.7 million despite a high-profile publicity campaign piloted by Travolta himself.

    John Travolta, Kelly Preston prove again that couples shouldn’t work together | Page Six

    'Gotti' battles critics as its Rotten Tomatoes' audience score is questioned | Hollywood Reporter

    John Travolta's biopic about the late mobster didn't win over many reviewers, but audiences appear to love it — or do they?

    Gotti (2018) | Rotten Tomatoes


    Starring in this mobster biopic that deserves to get whacked is an offer Travolta should have refused. Insane testimonials from Gotti supporters at the end are as close as this shitshow will ever get to good reviews.
    - Peter Travers, Rolling Stone

    Even the most liberally tempered expectations cannot explain the extent and scope of the disaster here, the sheer lack of basic cinematic competence.
    - Robert Levin, amNewYork

    You might think this sounds hilariously bad. It must be so bad it's kind of good, right? Wrong. Gotti is not remotely fun, even ironically.
    - Kristy Puchko, Pajiba

    I'd rather wake up next to a severed horse head than ever watch "Gotti" again.
    - Johnny Oleksinski, New York Post
  27. The Wrong Guy Member

    The Sorry State of John Travolta: Scientology, Movie Bombs, and Dark Allegations

    The star of ‘Grease’ and ‘Pulp Fiction,’ who’s thus far eluded the wrath of #MeToo, is in yet another laughably bad film.

    By Nick Schlager, The Daily Beast


    In Speed Kills, John Travolta refines a look he heavily relied upon in June’s Gotti: a wincing, pained expression that suggests he might be angry, or he might be sad, or he might just be constipated, which is making him angry and sad at the same time.

    Whether he’s facing off against a professional adversary, arguing with his mob benefactors, or enjoying a romantic moment with one of his many paramours, Travolta furrows his brow and squints his eyes like he’s desperately holding something in, all from beneath a hairpiece that appears to have been glued carelessly onto the top of his head. Delivering a veritable compendium of awkward movements and strained smiles, he’s like an animatronic robot lookalike of the Saturday Night Fever and Pulp Fiction icon.

    If Travolta seems like a pale photocopy of his former self in Speed Kills (whose posters are instant camp classics), it’s partially due to the fact that the film, like Gotti before it, is a wholly inept affair that allows its A-list headliner to ham it up at every possible moment, no matter the nonsensicality at hand. And nonsensicality is the only thing delivered by John Luessenhop’s drama (in theaters and on VOD Nov. 16), a thinly veiled biopic of cigarette boat magnate Don Aronow that’s so clumsy, you can practically hear it clanking and clunking along as it lurches from one unrelated and unintentionally hilarious scene to another.


    Earlier this year, ex-Scientologist Jeffrey Augustine claimed that devout Scientologist Travolta—who for years has been dogged by rumors that he’s gay, a no-no in the church—has “got a dark side and he’s reckless.” That came on the heels of a recently unearthed 2000 police report in which a male masseur accused Travolta of “sexual battery” (one of several such allegations), as well as stories suggesting that he and fellow Scientology titan Tom Cruise are engaged in a bitter feud. Nonetheless, Travolta has stuck by the church, telling The Hollywood Reporter in May that “I practice Scientology, and we do very simple things to get ourselves in better shape: take care of yourself, get good sleep, be better parents, be productive, be motivated. It sounds simple, but they all contribute to your well-being.”

    While those personal controversies haven’t improved the actor’s professional well-being, his turn as Robert Shapiro in FX’s 2015-2016 mini-series American Crime Story: The People v O.J. Simpson did indicate that he was still capable of being a charismatic performer—not so in Gotti and now Speed Kills, which share a number of unfortunate similarities: Travolta affecting a Brooklyn accent; hobnobbing with mafiosi; grieving a tragedy involving his son; and making cocky pronouncements about his greatness directly to the audience. In both cases, he vainly tries to glorify a repugnant creep by indulging in one-note bluster, never seeming the least bit comfortable in the process—or aware that he’s flailing about in a third-rate undertaking.

    It’s a long way from the star’s glory days—and the fact that his next project, Moose, is an apparent riff on The Fan and directed by Limp Bizkit frontman Fred Durst doesn’t inspire confidence that a comeback is imminent. Of course, with a career as illustrious as Travolta’s, a few misbegotten projects aren’t capable of terminally sullying his legacy. Yet in light of the embarrassing Speed Kills, it might be best if he stops trying to test that idea.

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  28. [COLOR=rgba(2, 20, 31, 0.85)]"ex-Scientologist Jeffrey Augustine"[/COLOR]
    [COLOR=rgba(2, 20, 31, 0.85)]He's married to an elderly ex but he's not one himself.[/COLOR]
  29. The Wrong Guy Member

    John Travolta’s ‘Gotti’ Is the Most Hilariously Bad Movie of the Year

    What a glorious, glorious mess. [Warning: Spoilers]

    By Nick Schlager, The Daily Beast


    The year’s worst news involved a faux-populist New York criminal who talks tough and breaks every law in his vicinity in order to attain wealth, amass power, and feed his endlessly hungry ego. Thus, it’s fitting that the year’s worst movie was also about a man just like that—although, unlike our reigning tweeter-in-chief, at least it delivers a healthy dose of unintentional humor.

    Heaping love and admiration upon the infamous crime boss John Gotti, Gotti validates the oft-heard criticism that mob movies invariably glorify their subjects. Only a member of the Gotti (or Gambino) crime family could buy the absurdist nonsense peddled by this preposterous and wholly wrongheaded venture, which is directed by Kevin Connolly with about as much subtlety and skill as one might expect from the guy who played “E” from Entourage. A mind-bogglingly effusive celebration of NYC’s last true Mafia kingpin, it’s a film led by a John Travolta performance that wouldn’t make it through your average Saturday Night Live dress rehearsal, and marked by a ceaseless stream of hilarious musical cues. Come for the mortifying “whatsa matta witchyoo?” dialogue, stay for the inexcusable end-credits Pitbull single.

    Mr. Worldwide’s cheesiness proves an ideal closing note for this embarrassing affair, which begins with Travolta’s John Gotti, sporting a big head of combed-back gray hair, turning away from the Brooklyn Bridge at night to directly address the audience: “Let me tell you sumpin’—New Yawk City is the greatest fockin’ city in the world. My city. I was a kid in these streets. I started in the fockin’ gutter, and I made it to the top. This life ends one of two ways: dead or in jail. I did both.”

    And with that, Connolly is off and running into Grand Stereotype Station, as Gotti overflows with so many awful Italian accents, it comes across as borderline bigoted. “I’m gonna axe you again,” Gotti says during one of many conversations with people he likes to call “youz guyz.” In narration, he informs us that “you wanna hurt someone so bad they never come backatcha”—because, of course, “dat’s da life.” And when his wife Victoria (Kelly Preston) confronts him about tabloid headlines suggesting that their son John Jr. (Spencer Lofranco) might be next in line for a whacking, she screams at him, “It’s on da covah of da paypah!”

    Speaking of Junior, Gotti is a project designed for two purposes: first, to glorify Gotti himself as the greatest of all mobsters, full of wisdom about La Cosa Nostra (his favorite phrase, which as you probably know is Italian for “da life!”); and second, to exonerate his oldest son for cutting a plea deal in exchange for a reduced sentence. In a sequence to which the film repeatedly cuts back, Junior meets with his imprisoned, cancer-stricken father to discuss his choice, knowing full well that it goes against everything Gotti holds dear. Gotti vehemently counsels against this decision but, in the end, gives in, because Leo Rossi and Lem Dobbs’ script is determined to absolve Junior of any wrongdoing, lest he even slightly resemble a Sammy “The Bull” Gravano-style rat. In fact, its climax—part courtroom sermon, part textual coda—goes so far as to argue that Junior was a victim of government persecution (because they reneged on their agreement and kept trying to lock him up), as well as a courageous and loyal soldier for sticking it to the Feds.

    That’s almost as bad as Gotti’s farewell words to his boy, which are impressive for being so corny: “You do whatchoo have to do. And don’t worry about me. It doesn’t make sense. What will be will be. You stand up strong, witchyor head up. Don’t cry. Don’t let them have the satisfaction.” It’s a laugh-riot moment only rivaled by an earlier, even more truism-laced monologue by Stacy Keach’s Dellacroce: “Attack from the outside, you can deal with. But attack from the inside? You’re history. Once you take that first step, there’s no turning back. You either succeed, or you’re lost in enemy territory. And if you miss, you die. And all your friends will die.”

    The film does its best to make sure Gotti comes off as a noble and ruthless warrior-leader who—as spelled out by an early scene involving a little old lady who needs help with her groceries and later TV news interviews with local fans—was good for the community because he only killed his own and kept a lid on neighborhood crime. In a variety of double-breasted suits, Travolta portrays the protagonist by employing a squinty, scrunched-up expression, flailing hand gestures, and a lot of over-enunciated “mothafockas!” It’s a turn that’s broad and cartoonish to the point of being riotously funny. That’s also an accurate way of describing his supporting cast, be it Pruitt Taylor Vince as right-hand man Angelo Ruggiero (who dies of a broken heart because he’s kicked out of “da life!”), or the giant wig that does all of Preston’s work for her. Only Lofranco doesn’t overact here, because he can’t act at all, coming across as the human equivalent of a giant block of granite.

    Armed with a screenplay that’s morally repugnant on top of being slapdash and ridiculous, Connolly dramatizes the proceedings with more Scorsese-aped camera moves than might be found in a freshman student film, and why he refuses to age Lofranco for his 1999 prison sit-down with Travolta (who’s encased in old-man make-up) is anyone’s guess. Worse—and funnier—is his use of inapt and/or on-the-nose soundtrack needle drops for crucial incidents. When Gotti struts down the courtroom steps after another not-guilty verdict, it’s “Walk Like an Egyptian”; as Gotti’s funeral procession makes its way through Queens, it’s “House of the Rising Sun”; during Junior’s wedding, it’s Al Jolson’s “Little Pal” (sample lyrics: “Little pal if daddy goes away / Promise you’ll be good from day to day / Do as Mother says and never sin / Be the man your Daddy might have been”); and when Gotti, on a jail furlough, visits a hotel to assassinate some guy, it’s the... “Theme From Shaft?”

    Then there’s Pitbull’s “Amore,” which features classic rhymes like: “There’s rules and codes / You don’t break them for no one / Unless you’re a fool like that fucking prick Sammy the Bull.” Such jackhammer-grade bluntness is emblematic of a film that repeatedly smacks you in the face with dim-bulb pronouncements and second-hand mob executions while also using archival news reports about Gotti’s crimes that only serve to underline his actual real-world monstrousness.

    “Listen to me, and listen to me good. You never gonna see another guy like me if you live to be five thousand,” Travolta’s Teflon Don boasts in the final scene. With any luck, we’ll never see another mob-movie misfire like this either.

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    Let it remain unheard of

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