Peter, Can You Hear Me?

5 10 2005

Pete Townsend has a blog.

That’s right. Pete-fucking-Townsend (of The Who — you know — TOMMY, “Magic Bus”, WHO’S NEXT?) has a blog. Right now he’s serializing a book of his called THE BOY WHO HEARD MUSIC which I have yet to read, but I am incredibly intrigued with a blog whose bio reads something like this:

What is well known is that I’m a rock star. You are not worthy etc. In fact you are worthy. And so am I. We deserve each other.

How about that for a sensahumor?

How Cool Is This?

3 10 2005

The web site Literature-Map will take an author that you enter and map him/her to similar writers (similar in that it looks for writers that are read by the same people who read your selected writer). You can then click on the other writers’ names and get taken to their related writers.

Check out Chuck Pahlaniuk, for instance.

And How Was YOUR Weekend?

2 10 2005

Friday night — a moron in his Hummer decided to stop in the middle of the street so that his Trophy Wife could unload (or unload, it was immaterial to me) her important Montana Avenue shopping purchases. The fact that a line of cars quickly developed behind said Hummer was of absolutely no concern to either of them. The fact that I was in the line was of a lot of concern to me.

Saturday — An all day conference at school was made particularly wonderful by the fact that there was fifteen minute line of cars simply to get in the front gate at USC. At first I thought that there must be a USC home game happening, but when I saw that the parking was only seven bucks I realized that even I wasn’t that far out of the loop.

Saturday night — going to a friend’s house in Hollywood (it is actually really cool living right north of Hollywood Blvd.) I made the mistake of driving up Sunset Blvd. At 7pm. Everyone on the street had either just arrived from that morning’s park-in at USC, or had taken one-on-one instructions from Friday night’s Hummer driver. Sunset was ridiculous.

Sunday — What is with the Bally’s in West LA anyway? Do they purposely schedule every one else to come right as I pull up outside. It’s not like I don’t need the exercise, so why do they make it so easy to say “Man, there are way too many people lined up for that stationery bicycle so maybe I’ll just leave and go to the Baskin-Robbins down the street.

(I know that there isn’t really a Baskin-Robbins down the street, I’m being rhetorical here).

And then tonight’s CURB YOUR ENTHUSIASM episode totally sucked wind. Like last week’s. (Has it jumped the shark already??).

And how was your weekend, folks?

CAPOTE — Sure to be a contenda

2 10 2005

CAPOTE is one of those types of movies that I’m supposed to like a lot more than I do. It’s got one of those “You’re so going to give me an Oscar nomination” performances from Philip Seymour Hoffman as Truman Capote (one of the most influential writers of the 1960s in America), it’s about a troubled part of this troubled artist’s life as he struggles with his own internal demons (Internal Demons are a great ticket to the Oscar ceremonies, by the way), and it has images of the American Heartland and Chris Cooper in it.

So how come I didn’t like it as much as everyone else says I should have?

Well, for one thing, the script does this annoying thing that always drives me insane when I see it in movies. It moves relatively straighforwardly from scene to scene, with each scene making one obvious plot point before moving on. There’s remarkably little depth to the writing.

Then, it’s got the other thing that drives me up the maddening tree — a shape with very little shape at all. Every scene screams out how important it is and, as anyone who has ever listened to me rant about The Rule of Threes can testify, I think that if Everything Is Important, than Nothing Is Important (could I possibly put more Words In Capitals??).

In fact, if there was another name on the credits I’d swear that an actor directed this movie because actors who direct tend to think that Acting Moments have to come at you fast and furiously so the audience gets it.

Catherine Keener, by the way, does really well in a terribly underutilized way.

Hello Visitor From Jordan!!

2 10 2005

According to my Site Meter, I’ve gotten at least one visitor from Jordan, which warms my already overburned heart appreciably.

You can’t rest yet!! I’m hoping to come back in the Spring!!