Archive for August, 2010
I have a solution for you. It’s something I did once, and something I might try again. Fuck the outline. You don’t want to outline. Okay. I can work with that. Write a screenplay instead. No, no, you misunderstand me. I don’t mean “write a screenplay instead of a novel.” I mean, “write a screenplay instead of the novel’s outline.” Here’s why.
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Further, it’s easy to see that this is very much a film about growing up. My feelings are, each generation is successfully flimsier than the last, like a document run through the copier so many times that the original has lost all meaning. This is in many ways not a film for the generation that has come since mine: in fact, I’d say it’s a volley across the bow of my generation.
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Quick one this morning: So. Say we got a Blu-Ray player free with our television.Say I wanted to buy a Blu-Ray film.Y’know, something that is equally “awesome movie” and “great-looking” on the tube. What would you buy?
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Now that I’m in a new place and we have no intention of moving anywhere any time soon, I can start buying books again. (Don’t tell my wife.) Further awesome: the “sitting room” downstairs will officially be a “reading room.” So, books! I am no longer bound to reading in bed, where sleep pulls at me after ten pages.
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Anyway. I’m back! I’m just going to ignore the fecal stains on the curtains. I’m going to forget about the clump of hair (and part of a scalp) I found in the garbage disposal. I’ll just quietly take the keys back from you apes and say no more about the trio of dead hookers arranged around a poker table in the attic.
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