Am I blogging...or am I pitching my existence?
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Saturday, May 28, 2005 The Pitch: It's like Deliverance meets Grosse Point Blank! Hey. I'm in Humboldt. I'm hoping you get this email if I send it (it's I've taken lots of pictures--something like 400 of them. I think this Tuesday, May 17, 2005 The Pitch: It's like Love & Death. Jesus. Not only did David die, but Edi's cousin Barbara's cancer has come back big time and she's not going to go back to chemo for it. Then, today at lunch, I found out the guy who made the sushi at my beloved Sushi Kinta died last week. As is the way with these things, the last announcement had a lot of the force of the first two behind it; it pretty much devastated me. All of this right on the heels of Patrick's wedding, where I was a happily grinning (and unhappily sweating) best man. I'm a little distressed to consider what else might happen between now and September 18th but it feels like life has taken off the kid gloves, for sure. posted by Jeff | 6:36 PM |The Pitch: It's like The Razor's Edge meets Ghost World! Actually, it's just an awesome bit from a commentary in the LAT by Mr. R. Crumb:I have always been critical of everything, including myself, and I'm just trying Sigh. posted by Jeff | 9:39 AM | Sunday, May 08, 2005 The Pitch: It's like 10 Things I Hate About You meets Se7en! Oh, lord. The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. That is one insanely great movie, although this time I could only watch in ten to fifteen minute increments before growing too disturbed and having to stop for a while. But wait a great movie. In between segments, I thought about the possibility of showing movies at our wedding, something I doubt we're going to do but I keep hoping we'll have some sort of catering miracle and be able to afford it after all.So, in no particular order, here are the five films I won't show at our wedding but would really love to because they're so damn good: 1. The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (young travelers get slaughtered by malevolent family) 2. The Honeymoon Killers (married couple kill women who answer lonely heart ads) 3. Planet of the Apes (astronaut lands on planet where apes have brutally enslaved humanity) 4. La Dolce Vita (reporter seduced and destroyed by Italy's nightlife and his own shortcomings) 5. Double Indemnity (unfaithful wife and insurance man lover plot to kill husband) Sigh. Runners up include Jaws, The Killer, Touch of Evil, Manhattan and Night of the Hunter. Movies that are acceptable but for showing but are still unlikely because of print availability or other concerns include Duck Soup, Santo Vs. The Zombies, Yojimbo, Band A Parte, and Armor of God II. Interestingly, four of the five movies I won't show I currently own on DVD, as well three of the five runners up, while owning none of the ones I'd consider acceptable. That's would seem indicative of something, wouldn't it? (Actually, it wouldn't. Once you count VHS tapes, I've got everything but Band A Parte.) This moment of OCD was brought to you by the letters A through Z--and in order, dammit! I think I'm off to watch The Honeymoon Killers or Contempt, I can't decide which. posted by Jeff | 3:52 PM | Saturday, May 07, 2005 The Pitch: It's like Home Alone meets A Beautiful Mind! Edi's visiting her Mom in Reno this weekend, so it's been work and an empty apartment. I have fallen back on old habits--video games and fugue states of melancholy--to carry me through. Nearly every positive thing I can think of is quickly counterbalanced by a more depressing point: I finished Cloud Atlas! (It took me close to two months.) David Mitchell is a genius! (I'll never be that good.) God of War is rad! (I'm wasting my life playing video games. Plus, nobody says "rad" anymore.) I'm one week away from my ten year anniversary at the job! (What the hell am I still doing there anyway?)And that's just the shit related to me. Between a few of the endings of Cloud Atlas and the recent article I started about carbon dioxide and global warning in the New Yorker, I kind of feel that, short of CO2 ingesting nanobots coming along in the next ten years, we should pretty much shut down mankind for good and see if the world will recover given enough time without us. Cheery, cheery, cheery. Regardless, my thanks to Nancy for recommending Cloud Atlas and Edi for buying it for me. I admit I only took two months reading it because I was pretty much savoring it. (Also, thanks to Joel, a.k.a. Ong-Bak guy, for lending me God of War.) The plan is to go home tonight, eat some dinner, play some God of War, call it an early night. Tomorrow? I've got a copy of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre Special Edition from Best Buy (for seven bucks! But I need to stop buying DVDs.) which, Lord knows, is the most cheerful movie ever made so it should cheer me right up. Additional goals include trying to find a cheap copy of Fortress of Solitude, writing on the new wacky-doo Alphasmart, and indulging my new habit, mimicking John Ashbery. It's an intensely masochistic habit. It makes me feel like an oranguatan dressed in a priest's robes capering at Sunday Mass, but it's where my current congregation of tics, foibles, dreams, failures and neuroses (known in some neighborhoods as one's "muse") have led me. It seems to be harming no one, so why not? posted by Jeff | 6:52 PM | |
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