Wishin'. Pickin'. Thinkin'.
Here are some thoughts to keep me on your mind for today:
*I rented The Notorious Bettie Page and loved it. What sensibly raunchy fun. Like I've stated many times on this blog, I'm not all up ons Broadway, but it's kind of hard not to think about that when so many Broadway actors were in this movie: Gretchen Mol, Chris Bauer, Jared Harris, Aaron Lazar...
Why isn't Lili Taylor a bigger star than she should be? Someone needs to give her the Agnes of God or Caucasian Chalk Circle her illustrious career so deserves. I mean, it's not like Julia Roberts was the only actress in Mystic Pizza.
Imagine, if you will somebody who was cryogenically frozen and had extremely steadfast opinions about the current state of movies. Someone like, I don't know, me. Imagine having to explain why Lili Taylor still isn't a big star yet.
Future Havoc: You'll never believe who won an Oscar.
Past Havoc: Julia Roberts? Reese Witherspoon? That talentless foreign whore who married Michael Douglas? That obnoxious chick from Jerry Maguire who couldn't act? Umm... Carly from "Beverly Hills, 90210"?
Future Havoc: Actually, all of them...and Sofia Coppola.
Past Havoc: So, Lili Taylor totally won an Oscar, too, right? I mean, if all those untalented, but nonetheless extremely popular actresses did, and Sofia Coppola did, and someone from "90210" did...then it should be a cinch for someone who can act circles around all of them, right?
Future Havoc: No, not really.
Past Havoc: (Pause) What about Ghost Dog, then?
Only time will tell, man. Only time will tell.
Although, I think the last thing I expected to see in this movie was Febrizio Nacarelli as a very, very bad man. Way to surprise me, The Notorious Bettie Page!
*This music video for the upcoming Broadway musical Spring Awakening. I've heard rumblings that this is going to be the next Rent. I've been completely indifferent about its existence, but this short clip is actually upgrading my opinion to somewhat fascinated by it.
Check it out while it's still on the site. By the time they take it off, you'll probably instead be treated to some old video of the kid playing Paul San Marcos in the Chorus Line revival singing "The Greatest Love of All" in an elementary school talent show.
*Best purchase of the week so far, I mean, besides the latest issue of Mad Classic and some cheap knockaround earrings, has to be South Park: The Hits, Volume 1. I agree with Matt and Trey on the best of the best! True that.
I did see the Jewtopia book at the store today, and it's an abortion in the third trimester. Which is to say, cultural homicide. Jews, I implore you, this shit is anti-Semitic tripe disguised as self-referential humor. This was best exemplified when someone asked me the following question: "What's a Jew's worst dilemma?" And then he said: "Cheap pork." If this is the kind of thing you find funny, then you'd be sophisticated compared to the douches who came up with Jewtopia.
I feel sorry for all the other struggling writers out there, who are working on these brilliant analyses of Jewish culture in the twentieth century, only to be shot down by shouting relatives at family dinners who just kvell, "We saw Jewtopia, and it was hysterical. It's all so true! We're so pathetic!" They don't just play to the lowest common denominator: They reinforce the stereotype that Jews hate themselves, and therefore will laugh at anything that makes fun of how inherently sad their unique cultural background is, as long as it's billed as "Jewish comedy." What it is is a moneymaking scam. Explain to me, please, what is so funny, and yet, so true, about the following: Jews have big noses. Jews are greedy. Jewish girls are often Japs. Jewish moms smother their kids. People who are not Jews tend to be anti-Semitic. Jews love money. Jews are cheap. Jews often get nose jobs. Monica Lewinsky was Jewish.
Someday, if this whole integrity thing doesn't work out, I will probably write a sketch play called Kikeland about shitty things that can happen when you register on J-Date. Believe it or not, all Orthodox men sound like Jackie Mason, and even Asian dudes put out better. Ka-ching!
*Reading assignments. I'm so not ready to pick that shit up again. I always had a short attention span for fiction, and settled on the last minute. Which is a completely different ballgame for anything else pertaining to academia. Perhaps this is why, when I set my sights on grad school, I look for the trade schools that offer as little reading as possible. Because that's what gets you work in today's world, right? Hands-on experience?
Everyone says, "You're the smart one, Havoc." Somebody in a very powerful governmental position recently told me I was smarter than her, and she has one degree up on me. Of course, I don't know if it's smarts or just opinion, but I've started seeing a degree as "that piece of paper," regardless of what it actually is. Please, as long as you're listening to me, I should let you know that the same people who imparted this advice on me told me to use my free time helping others. Because, you should live your life accordingly, people. It sounds really transcendental, but a good life, in my opinion, is divided between work, study, and help.
And those "people" know from it. One of them owns an orphanage!
Moving on...
*If you can find a cheap copy of A Mighty Wind, buy it. I scored one at the neighborhood thrift store for a buck, and that's a lot cheaper than they were hocking for the first season of "Popular."
*Honey turkey with Grey Poupon on whole grain bread. Sweet and sour at its best.
*The very first guy I ever crushed on who wasn't scared of me and/or didn't treat me like shit. Also, the first one I wasn't completely over by the time we became good friends. Stanley. Man, you were the greatest. Although, I've probably got Stan on the brain for some reasons that remain as yet unexplained. I usually don't crush on guys. Actually, I don't crush anymore, but for some reason I was thinking about him a lot lately. Because a few months ago, my best friend, who lives on the West Coast, called me out of the blue to tell me that his name was in the local paper (relax, kids, Johnny Law wasn't involved) and to ask me - total longshot! - if I knew the guy.
Not too many deets, his name just struck her.
So freaky!
*Vinyl. Suprisingly durable.
*I rented The Notorious Bettie Page and loved it. What sensibly raunchy fun. Like I've stated many times on this blog, I'm not all up ons Broadway, but it's kind of hard not to think about that when so many Broadway actors were in this movie: Gretchen Mol, Chris Bauer, Jared Harris, Aaron Lazar...
Why isn't Lili Taylor a bigger star than she should be? Someone needs to give her the Agnes of God or Caucasian Chalk Circle her illustrious career so deserves. I mean, it's not like Julia Roberts was the only actress in Mystic Pizza.
Imagine, if you will somebody who was cryogenically frozen and had extremely steadfast opinions about the current state of movies. Someone like, I don't know, me. Imagine having to explain why Lili Taylor still isn't a big star yet.
Future Havoc: You'll never believe who won an Oscar.
Past Havoc: Julia Roberts? Reese Witherspoon? That talentless foreign whore who married Michael Douglas? That obnoxious chick from Jerry Maguire who couldn't act? Umm... Carly from "Beverly Hills, 90210"?
Future Havoc: Actually, all of them...and Sofia Coppola.
Past Havoc: So, Lili Taylor totally won an Oscar, too, right? I mean, if all those untalented, but nonetheless extremely popular actresses did, and Sofia Coppola did, and someone from "90210" did...then it should be a cinch for someone who can act circles around all of them, right?
Future Havoc: No, not really.
Past Havoc: (Pause) What about Ghost Dog, then?
Only time will tell, man. Only time will tell.
Although, I think the last thing I expected to see in this movie was Febrizio Nacarelli as a very, very bad man. Way to surprise me, The Notorious Bettie Page!
*This music video for the upcoming Broadway musical Spring Awakening. I've heard rumblings that this is going to be the next Rent. I've been completely indifferent about its existence, but this short clip is actually upgrading my opinion to somewhat fascinated by it.
Check it out while it's still on the site. By the time they take it off, you'll probably instead be treated to some old video of the kid playing Paul San Marcos in the Chorus Line revival singing "The Greatest Love of All" in an elementary school talent show.
*Best purchase of the week so far, I mean, besides the latest issue of Mad Classic and some cheap knockaround earrings, has to be South Park: The Hits, Volume 1. I agree with Matt and Trey on the best of the best! True that.
I did see the Jewtopia book at the store today, and it's an abortion in the third trimester. Which is to say, cultural homicide. Jews, I implore you, this shit is anti-Semitic tripe disguised as self-referential humor. This was best exemplified when someone asked me the following question: "What's a Jew's worst dilemma?" And then he said: "Cheap pork." If this is the kind of thing you find funny, then you'd be sophisticated compared to the douches who came up with Jewtopia.
I feel sorry for all the other struggling writers out there, who are working on these brilliant analyses of Jewish culture in the twentieth century, only to be shot down by shouting relatives at family dinners who just kvell, "We saw Jewtopia, and it was hysterical. It's all so true! We're so pathetic!" They don't just play to the lowest common denominator: They reinforce the stereotype that Jews hate themselves, and therefore will laugh at anything that makes fun of how inherently sad their unique cultural background is, as long as it's billed as "Jewish comedy." What it is is a moneymaking scam. Explain to me, please, what is so funny, and yet, so true, about the following: Jews have big noses. Jews are greedy. Jewish girls are often Japs. Jewish moms smother their kids. People who are not Jews tend to be anti-Semitic. Jews love money. Jews are cheap. Jews often get nose jobs. Monica Lewinsky was Jewish.
Someday, if this whole integrity thing doesn't work out, I will probably write a sketch play called Kikeland about shitty things that can happen when you register on J-Date. Believe it or not, all Orthodox men sound like Jackie Mason, and even Asian dudes put out better. Ka-ching!
*Reading assignments. I'm so not ready to pick that shit up again. I always had a short attention span for fiction, and settled on the last minute. Which is a completely different ballgame for anything else pertaining to academia. Perhaps this is why, when I set my sights on grad school, I look for the trade schools that offer as little reading as possible. Because that's what gets you work in today's world, right? Hands-on experience?
Everyone says, "You're the smart one, Havoc." Somebody in a very powerful governmental position recently told me I was smarter than her, and she has one degree up on me. Of course, I don't know if it's smarts or just opinion, but I've started seeing a degree as "that piece of paper," regardless of what it actually is. Please, as long as you're listening to me, I should let you know that the same people who imparted this advice on me told me to use my free time helping others. Because, you should live your life accordingly, people. It sounds really transcendental, but a good life, in my opinion, is divided between work, study, and help.
And those "people" know from it. One of them owns an orphanage!
Moving on...
*If you can find a cheap copy of A Mighty Wind, buy it. I scored one at the neighborhood thrift store for a buck, and that's a lot cheaper than they were hocking for the first season of "Popular."
*Honey turkey with Grey Poupon on whole grain bread. Sweet and sour at its best.
*The very first guy I ever crushed on who wasn't scared of me and/or didn't treat me like shit. Also, the first one I wasn't completely over by the time we became good friends. Stanley. Man, you were the greatest. Although, I've probably got Stan on the brain for some reasons that remain as yet unexplained. I usually don't crush on guys. Actually, I don't crush anymore, but for some reason I was thinking about him a lot lately. Because a few months ago, my best friend, who lives on the West Coast, called me out of the blue to tell me that his name was in the local paper (relax, kids, Johnny Law wasn't involved) and to ask me - total longshot! - if I knew the guy.
Not too many deets, his name just struck her.
So freaky!
*Vinyl. Suprisingly durable.
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