Entertainment behind the scenes
(Writing and Reporting by Corinne Heller)
Woods lashed out at the press on his website on Wednesday, saying that while he felt he let his family down and strives to be a better person, husband and father, his privacy should be protected and that “personal sins should not require press releases”.
Woods has canceled an appearance at his own tournament and he and his wife have stayed out of the public eye since he crashed his Cadillac Escalade outside his Florida home last week, which spurred a flurry of reports of a furious argument with his wife and women claiming to have been intimate with the married golfer.
US Weekly magazine on Wednesday morning posted on its website a sound bite of what it says is a voice mail Woods had sent one of the women.
Like many other 35-year-old readers, I discovered British author J.G. Ballard when Steven Spielberg directed a big-screen adaptation of his 1984 novel "Empire of the Sun" with Christian Bale and John Malkovich. One reason the movie was less than successful, I thought then and think now, was because of a salty, morbid tang that ran through the 1987 film's depiction of Ballard's semi-autobiographical memoir about growing up in a Japanese prison camp during World War II. This was not Spielberg saccharin, though it did shine through with the best aspects of his directing style.
It was David Cronenberg's 1996 ice-cold film adaptation of Ballard's 1973 novel "Crash" that really caught my attention. I still can't tell if the book and the movie -- an extremely non-erotic portrait of people who derive sexual thrills and much, much more profound satisfaction from smashing into each other in vehicles traveling at high speed -- are nihilistic, fetishistic or a simple, violent story of science fiction happening right now. From there it was on to a series of images that haunt his fans to this day: drained swimming pools, nightmare auto collisions, dead astronauts waiting patiently to return to earth.