F*cking GOOD.
One day after writing about fake compliments, I asked Mitch Magee to critique a video I had just finished. I had time to make one more pass so now was the time, I said. He offered some suggestions and it plunged me into a horrible mood for about half an hour. Clearly, I WANT fake compliments as opposed to honest comments.
We went to see No Country For Old Men to patch things up. Violent nihilism can heal, people! (I liked this movie much more, even with knowing what was coming).
I’ve been making videos at a rapid clip lately, and plan to keep up the pace — hoping to hit one on the screws. Because I’m grinding them out, they’re not all gems. But friends try to be supportive regardless. I can sorta tell when it’s genuine “Hey, that’s great!” or “Hey, you…. finished something!” I love both kinda of support, by the way.
But what do friends of bad movie directors say when the directors release their terrible movies? What did friends of the guy who directed One Missed Call say at the premier? “Cool you got to make a movie, dude!”
Also, I’m almost done with my latest Channel 102 submission: Connery and Danza.
Saw Sicko last night (Michael Moore’s documentary on how America’s health care system fails even those who ARE insured).
I’m sold! So why DON’T we have a national health care system? I don’t really care if you like Michael Moore or not — someone explain why we can’t all go to the doctors whenever we need to without negotiating price with the insurance companies.
Mine and DeCoster’s sketch show “Seven Fights” is up at the UCBT tonight at 8pm paired with the awesome “Blitzkrieg! A Sketch Show From The Future.” We don’t have any other dates scheduled so if you’re interested in seeing it, tonight’s your night. Do you need to be enticed? Okay. At one point Matt says to me “Hey man, did you get a chance to read that young adult novel manuscript I sent you?” And at another point one of us is wearing a concert T-shirt from David Lee Roth’s “Skyscraper” tour. So there’s that.
My cable stopped working 24 hours after it had been installed. A man is here [...]
I got nothing folks. Here’s some things I considered blogging about:
- The best Chaplin movie to watch if you’ve only got time for one is City Lights.
- The best blog out there is kottke.org. You all probably knew that.
- For Christmas, among many other good gifts, I got the entire Love and Rockets series in their new small softcover format. Beautiful! Start with “Heartbreak Soup” and then “The Girl From H.O.P.P.E.R.S” if you’re new.
- I’ve had two impressive nights of over-drinking recently. During one of them, Mark Ruffalo and Ethan Hawke entered the bar, but I was more focused on getting Ben Schwartz to notice I was flipping him off. At the other, I promised a friend I would [...]
The Red Sox are going to the World Series for the second time in four years. Pretty amazing. A friend of mine who roots for the just-beaten Cleveland Indians says that he kinda hates the Red Sox now, because they “feel like the new Yankees!” And by “Yankees” he means some combination of “team that always wins” or “bullying team that buys its way to success” or “evil” or so I assume.
First of all, the Red Sox are not truly “the Yankees” until people stop comparing the Red Sox to the Yankees. Second of all, it’s doubtful that any of us will live long enough to see any American sports franchise have as much success for as long a time [...]
- Love that Casper picture. No, I don’t understand it. It was in Journalista.
- How does it feel to die? The description of drowning alone will keep me awake tonight. Via kottke.org
- Never knew that Spinal Tap reunited for LiveEarth. They are funny. Gimmie Some Money, as you probably know, is non-ironically used in an American Express commercial. That’s weird. Tap’s video of Gimmie Some Money is still hilarious.
- Humans will marry robots. I’m probably in on this. Via Drudge.
To my relief The Third Man was a fun movie. It’s one of those old movies that film buffs speak of in hushed reverent tones — and you never know if that means it’s Actually Good or just some boring old movie that had cool lights, which I never give two shits about. No one should ever speak of anything in hushed, reverent tones — it makes me feel like I’m in church. From what I can tell, The Third Man is simply a good yarn that gets moving quickly and is smart and interesting. I don’t give a shit what it means about post-war society or evil or friendship or lights or cinema or Orson Welles’ career or sewers [...]
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