Well next week is the Nicholl deadline, and this coming Saturday is the Telluride deadline, so a lot of writers are going mad with the superstition I guess. I don’t really have any when it comes to writing, but maybe I should cultivate some. If anyone has some goods superstition suggestions, hey help me out, throw me a comment or an email.
Dusty Baker cracks me up. On why he’s doused Mark Prior’s arm in holy water:
“There’s something to it,” said Baker, who isn’t even Catholic. He added, “I just hope that my sinning doesn’t negate the effectiveness of the water.”
Don’t we all, Dusty, don’t we all?
I’m also making a few new Mambo skins for the site, so if things start looking strange, don’t be alarmed.
House was particularly excellent last night, how people can deny the lovey-loveness still is beyond me. Matt Witten was the scribe on last nights and he get’s my thanks, it was a delicious episode. One momentary confusion that seems to be lurking through the Net today though is - House’s house.
Previous episodes show House in a nice top floor apartment, piano, chinese food and all. Last night was in fact a House, trees outside, etc and as the slug line on the Casting sides I read said INT. HOUSE’S HOUSE. Continuity flubs are all well and good, but it stood out for second and then I was enthralled with Hugh seated on the piano bench. Of other note: Hugh’s eyes were partcularly blue and my crush continues to oscillate between Byronic dellusion and disturbing. RSL and Omar are consistantly entertaining as well. One of the most excellent parts of last night episodes was Joe Morton. I love Joe Morton. If Joe Morton ever actually went into politics, I would instantly become politically active, I would join his campaign and I would whore myself out to get as many votes for the man as humanly possible. Even if he was campaigning on the Modest Proposal platform- I love Joe that much! I don’t care for babies that often anyway.
Morton is just a phenomonal actor that I can’t get enough of and he pops up all the time. Great ecclectic career through films and television, onscreen he comes off as affiable and warm, and if there was one thing I wish, it would be that I could see him singing more often. Beautiful voice, and an amazing talent. Joe Morton rocks.
Some House-crush spillover got me to watch Flight of the Phoenix remake, which was very interesting. Visually they were doing some fun stuff, and structure-wise it was a very unsettled, unconventional movie. The antagonist = the Gobi Desert? But that they seemed like complete intrusions on the natural terrain, being Oil Drillers and such, it was an odd odd movie. Large cast too, lot of protagonist diffusion and a subtle tension. I can see how it might not do well at the Box Office. Very non-formulaic, but it was sort of nice. I think I rather enjoyed it. Editing and film language was pretty fresh too. Since it didn’t do super well though it won’t get as much attention as maybe it warrants, but I really think they were doing some neat things.
Superman shield looks hot, as does the Ghostrider bike. Reviews of Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy have me worried, but I’m still going to see it, and I still look forward to it. With Summer Film season gearing up I’m sure there will be plenty of other films to be disappointed with.I have to say I’m a little flummoxed by Lee Goldberg’s reaction to Sin City just simply because he and the others that commented on it didn’t pick up on the idea of stylization. Stylization in a comic book movie. Hmmm, yeah that’s completely obscure. Just a few posts ago Goldberg mentioned how Martial Law was somewhat misunderstood in this manner. So it perplaxed me even more that Goldberg doesn’t consider Sin City as perhaps similarly using a style. I think it’s a testiment that the dialogue is a throwback to noir which was never ‘A’ material. The brunt of film noir is B-movies with horrible dialogue and insane cliches. If you’re going to try and imitate the genre, that’s what you’re going to use. *sigh* I want to post something of that effect over there, but I’m not really compelled to get into an argument about it, so I’ll just whinge about it here, safely at my site that no one reads!
So I had this idea recently when sitting in a chatroom with some folks, discussing the process of Pope-choosing and it occured to me that if the next Pope were hip and young, that it would be the greatest setup for a romcom, like ever. If chosing the Pope isn’t Romantic Comedy fodder, I don’t know what is…
He’s the next religious superstar! Like Buddah or Jesus, or the Billy Graham, and the hordes of zealots are chasing him around, throwing their… rosaries or something, like Tom Jones! But our Pope, he doesn’t have time for that, he’s just a simple, good old-fashioned, man of God kinda guy, caught up in all this chaos, until he meets Sister Mary-Margaret (who reminds him of his boyhood crush- Mother Teresa) and they fall deeply in love. Or Maybe he’s the bad-boy Pope, a real Colin Farrell kinda guy, shaking the Church up for holy father; Repent or die! I dunno, what am I, a religious scholar? I’m telling you, catch those ‘The Passion’ fans on the rebound! That’s BO gold man!
Anyway, been having a good week, aside for the nightly caffiene headachers. All my characters are cooperating, and keeping me happy. Film festival is next weekend, so this weekend hoping to knock some pages out the box and staying productive.
Read TRON. Had been forever since I saw it and I really need to pick up the DVD. It’s a good read, and a rocking movie; it’s over at SFY. Had my little computer geeky self grinning.
Klaatu barada nikto (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Klaatu_barada_nikto).

Theresa, Chow Yun Fat doesn’t like you that way. From Hard Boiled, yes, the actual subtitles. I had this whole post about Chinese linguistics typed up and the confusion of Western Keyboards and translation, but the image really speaks for itself.
You know you love Hong Kong action.
Okay, Scriptapalooza is no joke, one of the heftiest entry fees out there. I’m debating whether to put the brakes on that and hit up something smaller and local- like The Appalachain Film Festival. Somewhere in me is the desire to cash in on my locale, since, usually it’s a drawback, but then is it like second guessing my actual ability, or lack thereof? Perhaps it’s bad to even put your brain to these sorts of questions when you’ve got no game, but what can I do my brain has a mind of it’s own.
The blu moon film festival is coming up sat april 16th for those in greenville whou would be interested in checking out No Trade Refused. The program is running @ Hendrix Theater on the ECU campus. I’ll be there. Maybe in disguise, it depends.
Today’s battlecry is “Granola!”That is all.