Sunday, May 30, 2010
Nobody Reads in L.A.
Story by Robert McKee--that seminal text on mastering the screenplay--is readily available at the Los Angeles Public Library. The audiobook version, however, you have to wait for--the current queue suggests at least a three-month delay. Los Angeles: where one chooses to sit down to write a screenplay, but can't be bothered to read a book.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
It's Uncomplicated
Yesterday Netflix sent me a copy of the newly-released "It's Complicated" in an envelope advertising the newly-released "It's Complicated." I wasn't sure whether I was going to watch the movie I ordered, but upon seeing the ad I thought I would. Before I popped in the flick, I wandered into my kitchen, where I considered not eating a banana until I noticed a sticker on said fruit proclaiming its virtues. Full of fructose and cinema saccharine, I contemplated my own value until reading a press release I'd written about myself. "If it says so," I thought, sitting in a strangely unmarked object I'd come to know as chair.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Pass the Number Two Pencils
Monday, May 24, 2010
Sonny With a Chance of Nepotism
Mickey Rourke was brilliant in "Iron Man 2," but I admittedly spent my time ogling his gorgeous bird whenever he was onscreen. Played by the naturally gifted Elvis, this Russian's sidekick rocked the film but was not invited back for the reshoots. Why? Because Rourke acquired his very own cockatoo named Sonny: and gave him the plum job as a replacement. Elvis is not for lack of paycheck, but still, I am certain his agent had to do a lot of claw-holding to calm down the screeching. Don't even think about the millet bill incurred in the process.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Monkey (Show) Business
And now for an ode to Warren Demontague, star of "Warren the Ape" for MTV (pilot to air June 14th). I believe him to be the most compelling fabricated American to hit the small screen in a long time, and not just because of his command of Shakespeare. He may have hit the skids after the cancellation of his show "Greg the Bunny," but he's in therapy and trying to get back on the wagon. Too young to play Willy Loman and too feisty to be a classical leading man, he's carving his own niche with his good looks, sardonic wit, and drive. May I someday work opposite him!
Monday, May 17, 2010
And Now For What You Just Did
4:40 PM: Commercial audition in West Hollywood.
6:00 PM: Back home.
8:15 PM: Received email containing link to video footage of audition.
What's more bizarre: technology, or the inherent nature of my career?
Imagine this: you got gussied up in your grey suit, you affixed a tie to your neck, you grabbed your notebook and briefcase and headed out to win the job.
The interview went alright; perhaps better or worse than you think, but you feel proud and ready for dinner.
Then you get the ability to watch how the interview went. And stand by your choice of sweater vest.
6:00 PM: Back home.
8:15 PM: Received email containing link to video footage of audition.
What's more bizarre: technology, or the inherent nature of my career?
Imagine this: you got gussied up in your grey suit, you affixed a tie to your neck, you grabbed your notebook and briefcase and headed out to win the job.
The interview went alright; perhaps better or worse than you think, but you feel proud and ready for dinner.
Then you get the ability to watch how the interview went. And stand by your choice of sweater vest.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Classic Moves of a Virus-Addled Mind
I don't know about you, but getting sick induces serious existential crises in me. First a scratchy throat, and next thing I know I am disturbed by being trapped in a human body. From whence do I come, whither do I go, and when is someone coming to cuddle me? Have I missed entirely the life I was meant to have (was I eternally abandoned; am I to blame)?
Thank goodness for the humor of a cold. To keep one from trembling too swiftly on the topic of marriage, babies, worldly achievement, and home ownership, there's one's hilarious voice. "I'b thoo thsick," I say, "I'b THOOPER thsick. Where are by covv drobs? Dizzyues? I deed to blow by DOZE."
Thank goodness for the humor of a cold. To keep one from trembling too swiftly on the topic of marriage, babies, worldly achievement, and home ownership, there's one's hilarious voice. "I'b thoo thsick," I say, "I'b THOOPER thsick. Where are by covv drobs? Dizzyues? I deed to blow by DOZE."
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
IMDb Me!
Now it's that much easier to vote for your favorite actress in the popularity contest that is IMDb with personalized URLs. Mine is http://www.imdb.me/audreydundeehannah. Click it or ticket!
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Privacy History Reveals Long-term Relationship
Monday, May 10, 2010
Web Browser Feels Shame, Remorse
Sunday, May 09, 2010
Mother's Day
A few moments brought to you by Mother's Day 2010:
+ Betty White talking about her muffin and wanting to lez it up on "Saturday Night Live."
+ Mom at the Skylight bookstore in Los Feliz insisting to her son that it's pronounced "David MAH-mayyy," because it's pronounced "Stephen Col-BEARRR."
+ Burnt pancakes. Oh, how I tried...
+ Betty White talking about her muffin and wanting to lez it up on "Saturday Night Live."
+ Mom at the Skylight bookstore in Los Feliz insisting to her son that it's pronounced "David MAH-mayyy," because it's pronounced "Stephen Col-BEARRR."
+ Burnt pancakes. Oh, how I tried...
Monday, May 03, 2010
Gourd
Sunday, May 02, 2010
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