A certain doctoral candidate, cinema (movies, not just "films"), TV(--fiction and actual entertainers only!--Would somebody please plug the volcano that spews American, prime-time "reality" TV, then carve it out and launch it to the most distant recesses of space?)Conversation is the big one.
Mocking things ranks highly within that category.
I love reading, but I'm having trouble finding enough time for it right now. I'll always accept the recommendation of a good book.Today's questions:Hey, how come everbody who ever so much as brought Johhny Knoxville a coffee or got caught in a stream of his urine has a show on the air now?Why do birds sing so gay, and lovers await the break of day?
I'd like to meet:
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People who like to communicate with other people. Using ideas. And words.
(I'm looking to hook up with minds, and am not remotely interested in the swimsuit areas at this time.)
Anyone and everyone who is creative by trade.
People who like to make movies, tell jokes, act, sing, dance, write, or hire me.
Music:
I love The Smiths, Keane, Coldplay, Me First and the Gimme Gimmes, and I've got a real soft spot for novelty acts like Corky and the Juice Pigs or Moxy Fruvous.
Don't add the Barenaked Ladies to that list, though. I like them as a real band.
Since I'm a relic, my faves are stuff like The Cure, Nirvana, Depeche Mode, Bauhaus and New Order. Everything that was ever on a John Hughes soundtrack is good. I will not debate that issue with you. It is simply true.
Music isn't the hub of my existence the way it is for a lot of people, but I admit that most of my favourite things would suck without music.
Interesting sidenote: The love of my life tried to convince me that I should pare this area way down, and normally I respect everything she has to say. But an unbiased editor would take into account that she finds my taste in music to be, and I quote, "for shit".
Movies:
I love all great movies and all good movies and all horrible movies.
The kind you can't remember seeing ought to be illegal.
Most recent loves : He Died With a Falafel in His Hand, March of the Penguins (looking forward to seeing it sent up), Brick, Palindromes.
Most recent scares: Catherine Breillat's Anatomy of Hell (we've all read post-postmodern works, please modify your essentialist crusade at once or stop making films. Either way, it leaves us with only two wishes left, and well spent at that)
Most recent blahs: Kinky Boots (you never really crossed over into the light.--using gay as a source of beauty and universality is one thing, using it as an exorcist for liberal guilt another. When you're all grown up and let your gay characters have relationships on screen, we will love you)
Television:
Greatest series ever? Buffy. Firefly. Rescue Me. Weeds. Six Feet Under. Gilmore Girls. Kids in the Hall. Monty Python and Fawlty Towers. My So-Called Life. Three's company, but I may be factoring in the memory of the hilarious John Ritter. The Carol Burnett Show. The Muppet Show.Slings and Arrows. Michael Moore's stuff. JON STEWART. Clone High. Family Guy. Simpsons. Arrested Development. Anything Sorkin has breathed on.
Books:
Every @..$% thing I can find. If you recommend it, I will read it. Unless it's a two-dimensional piece of shit involving the further adventures of some knob who had to quit "the company", and is joining up for one last blah against the threat of blah.
Most recently, fell in love with David Sedaris' Dress Your Family in Cordueroy and Denim. In a nutshell, I think his writing is like an adorable dog dealing poker, and every third or fourth card is a softball covered in razorblades at an unexpected velocity.
In other news, if you have any interest in gender and sexuality and have not yet read How Loathsome (by Tristan Crane), you're overdue.
Heroes:
Everyone who does what they love, and everyone who does what they hate, for love.
