The film critic who loved a good takedown
If Rex Reed didn’t like a film, everyone felt it. Credited with helping transform plot-driven film criticism into its own snappy literary genre, Reed wrote vivacious columns and interviews that appeared everywhere from Vogue to GQ to The New York Observer, decade after decade. While effusive about Golden Age stars like Bette Davis, he could be harshly critical of up-and-comers like Barbra Streisand, whom he publicly skewered for showing up late to their sit-down. Yet even at his prickliest, Reed had a knack for getting celebrities to open up and say things they’d later regret. “I have an empathy for their pain,” he said, “which often leads them to tell me more than they realize.”
Rex Taylor Reed was born in Fort Worth, but his father’s oil job sent the family on a yearslong voyage across the South. An only child who moved too often to have friends, Reed had the movies instead, and “went to theaters every day,” said The New York Times. So of course he wanted to make watching movies his work too. In his late 20s, he attended the Venice Film Festival, where he “bluffed his way into interviews with Buster Keaton and Jean-Paul Belmondo.”
Reed didn’t speak French, and Belmondo didn’t speak English, “so the authenticity of the quotes attributed to the actor were, as the French might say, discutable.” But Reed sold the stories, and his career took off. By the 1980s he was co-host of a TV show, At the Movies, and appeared frequently as a guest of Dick Cavett and Johnny Carson.
Reed gathered many of his profiles and interviews in his eight books. The first one, Do You Sleep in the Nude? drew its title from “the kind of query he designed to provoke,” said Deadline. And his provocations could turn cruel. When Marlee Matlin, who is deaf, won the 1987 Oscar for best actress, Reed called it a “pity vote,” and he falsely claimed that Marisa Tomei’s best supporting actress win for 1992’s My Cousin Vinny was the result of the presenter reading the wrong name. “Reed was vilified,” said The Hollywood Reporter, but he refused to drop his conspiracy theory. He didn’t soften as he aged — he branded 2017’s best picture winner The Shape of Water “a loopy, lunkheaded load of drivel ”— but he denied that he was a curmudgeon. “I like just as many films as I dislike,” he said in 2018. “But I think we’re drowning in mediocrity. I just try as hard as I can to raise the level of consciousness.”
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