saturday, january 31, 2004

i'm back at school and you know what that means. that's right- scripting the entirety of my weekends.

i'm so depressed, Kip's back and it is sad, he's not my poetic little dude anymore. Poor Felix.

blog readers: ??

And now he is sharing moment with Iris.

I'm leaving now, sorry to hold you up.

You my now return to your regular blog programming.

update: how sad is this, Felix, the one character is absolutely breaking my heart. To the point i want to cry. He's so incredibly in love and since i know the story it is such a futile thing for him to be in- i am so depressed! he's so gentle, poor, poor, poor felix!

p.s. note my residual formal capitalizing up there.

suddenly i was @ 03:32 pm



thursday, january 29, 2004

oh my god. i DON'T know what's wrong with me. today i bought "newsies" on dvd and a thing of mascara. i am seriously considering i have a sizeable brain tumor and am living out remainder of life in strange ways in manner of "phenomenon" or the like.
soon i will have telepathy.

but really, am i losing it?

p.s. was purchased with giftcard. not like i spent own money.
p.p.s. above refers to dvd.
p.p.p.s. i still have to share my deep newsie thoughts...
p.p.p.p.s. i have to go to bed. tomorrow is my first class.
p.p.p.p.p.s. oh yes, am back at school.

suddenly i was @ 12:19 am



tuesday, january 27, 2004

sigh! tomorrow am i leave for school again.

the pain, the agony, the amazingly heavy suitcases.

i miss my home, i love everyone here, my pets! i don't want to leave yet i know i must and i cries a sad cry.

i guess my fascinating newsies discussion will have to wait.

blog readers: gasp!!

i know. it pains me too! but i simply can't tonight.

but i will leave you with this tidbit: gabriel damon, who played spot conlon, aka "the brooklyn one," in newsies was the voice of littlefoot in the original (initial?) "land before time."

oh, i get hooked on the dumbest things.

off to pack the remaining bits and bobs.

good bye home!

suddenly i was @ 03:10 am



sunday, january 25, 2004

oh god, tomorrow is my last day home, again.

suddenly i was @ 04:43 am



NEWSIES!


ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

sigh.

i have to go to bed. i am so discussing this in full detail later though when it is not nearly 4 am.

suddenly i was @ 04:43 am



friday, january 23, 2004

oh my god, i thought this day would never come. i have conquered... excuse me, CONQUERED the middle section of my script! i'm ready to bamf ahead to the end, now it's time for all the fun bits. kip returns... oh what a right game it will be- as he once said.

oh, float, float, float. the middle is done! lord, that was hard!

i am in such a wonderful mood. must go find "newsies" to watch. help indulge my early 1900's fetish problem.

suddenly i was @ 05:49 pm



tuesday, january 20, 2004

cider house rambles part II

so it wasn't wally last night, it was mr. rose.

yes, i finally finished "cider house rules."

VERY IMPORTANT QUESTION

should i read next the screenplay of cider house to edjoomakate myself on the ways of adaptation, or should i just watch the film?

over all, i liked the book. wally did not have an evil moment as i so feared. he had one slightly maybe unpc moment, but i don't feel it was in his heart. i will not besmirch my vision of wally! ho ho.
i was only slightly disappointed (not really) about angel falling in love with rose rose and her complications with mr. rose, only because i saw them coming a mile away, but what can you do?
i'm so glad homer (fuzzy) moved on to nurse caroline and candy and wally were able to stay together. i was almost perversely sad when their weird lifetime family had to break up.

and yes, i wept-th at the end, but at a strange part, it was when they said angel became a novelist. that really got to me.

my heart: no! i cries a sad cry.

poor melony. she had such a hard life. i was glad she and lorna got back together and of course ending with the two nurses... it was sad. the circular wording got to me as well. nurse edna who loved dr. larch and nurse angela who did not, but who in her wisdom named both homer wells and fuzzy stone.

good book.

what should i read next? i was going to jump the band wagon and read "the davinci code" because i am beginning to feel like the uncool playground kid because i haven't, though i also think i should look into the cider house screenplay... oh. it irked me. i was reading some interview with irving in the back of the novel wherein he was talking about adaptation and i inadvertently read that homer in the movie stays away from st. clouds for only 15 months instead of 15 years.

me: whoa, then does angel not happen?

confused and no! i love angel. i like angel and wally playing. i don't want to know such details. i want to be surprised with the film! blast.

anyhow, back to my reading adgenda. i think i will continue on with the dickensian madness and read "david copperfield" again as a sort of tip the hat nod to homer and "cider house rules." i haven't read it in years, but i remember there is a characer in the book who bears my name and i once had a friend who used to call me by her same little nickname.

suddenly i was @ 04:23 pm



ha. so today i actually woke up before the tickies on the clock hit double digits because i had a dental appointment.

but this is not the point of this post.

point of post: for me to look like über nerd and ramble on about cider house rules.

lat night i went to bed early so that i might rise for the said appt. above, in doing so i suddenly had the uncontrollable urge to read a little of "cider house rules," a book from my dickensian madness phase which has been following me since finals. usually i get a few pages and roll over and die, but this night was different. i read and read and read... until i had red well over a hundred pages!
me: so much for going to bed early.

i read from before wally went off to war, him going to war, him going missing, to homer and candy getting it on in the cider house (chicka bow bow), the birth of angel, the 15 year time bamf, wally returning (dude, who didn't see that one coming?), melony and lorna (dude, who didn't see this one?), melony finding homer all the way to larch sending fuzzy stone's medical bag to homer.

i left off with wally arriving at the cider house, homer: we have to tell! and larch staring down at a woman's "inflamed tissue" thinking, "homer you must help!"

so mind you, with all of this in my mind, i closed the book and rolled over to sleep. sleep did not come. oh, i tossed and turned and fought it off somehow, but when i finally did slip away i had some truly insane dreams.

there were wwII bomber planes flying everywhere, like a wallpaper pattern though moving, but instead of dropping bombs, they were dropping babies and there was a solider in front of it all saying, "we just want to be of use!"

me when i woke up at 7: oh holy god.

when i meet john irving i am so going to tell him about this.
right after i ask mark twain who is supposed to be older, tom or huck.

i have to get back to reading. i feel so terrible for wally. i have all but convinced myself he is a cousin to phineas (something else to ask irving?). like melony said, he was the one true hero. i mean, he comes back from war, paralyze and sterile, marries his girlfriend who loves another man and has a child with him and they all live in relative peace? poor wally knows, but keeps it in and remains sweet?

my heart: bamf!


i mean, he had that one go at homer, that slug, but dude, i was ready to do it, so that's ok.

i really hope wally doesn't go evil in the last chapter after i've sung his praises here.

when melony showed up on the orchards she said the first good thing she ever has, homer, you're a bad person. he is! and you never would have thought it could be so. i can't believe it. 15 years? HELLO? 15? how could you let something like... angel... hello. it would have been better to tell the truth.
homer to candy: he'll still love us.
me to book at 4 am: he'll still need therapy.

it's like larch said, it would not be for the benefit of angel to know anything.

and don't get me started on candy! girl! make up your mind! it's fine you love both, but you can't have both (erk, well, maybe you can...). ACK! and when she got pregnant the second time? holy jesus. that's all i have to say.

all in all, enjoying book. gives me psychotic dreams. i'm wondering if i should read the screenplay next, since irving wrote it, or if i should leap straight to the film.

hmm.


noooooooo! it's three am! must read!

p.s. tobey maguire ideal casting as homer, he looks just like the homer of my mind. i don't know who else is in the film really, but i wonder who melony will be played by (i like to surprise myself with this stupid old hat issues).

p.p.s. irving wrote the forward to my "great expectations." this makes me laugh heartily! go dickens fans!

suddenly i was @ 04:10 am



saturday, january 17, 2004

it's funny. much like with the x-files, i look back at early disney films and realize, "oh that's right, they were good, that's why i loved them dearly."

i just watched disney's "peter pan" in yet another basement cleaning bout. it is just such a wonderful movie, despite the somewhat, erm, not p.c. "injun" moments, but such was in the book and such were the times in which the film was made, so what can you do?

anyhow. it's understandable i'd know all the dialogue to "little mermaid" and "the lion king" i remember watching those each 8,000 times but i would like to know what the hell business i have in knowing every single peter pan line.

pan: it's just that i've never thought about it before. that's it! just think of a happy thought.
darling children: any happy little thought?
pan: uh-huh.
wendy: oh, i'll think of a mermaid lagoon, sigh, underneath a magic moon.
john: i'll think i'm in a pirate's cave.
michael: and i'll think i'm an indian brave.

ok, so those ones rhymed, but still! i also wept at the end because, i really don't know. i'm down there covered with an inch of dust and haven't gone to bed before 6 am in days and was really touched when mr. darling says, "you know, i think i've seen that ship before, long ago, when i was just a small boy."

me: oh god!!

personally i think the disney movie best captures the... fantastic feeling of peter pan. the new movie is great fun to watch and everything and definitely hones in on the "underlying sexual dark undertones" or whatever, but- i don't know. the disney one captures the fun more.

suddenly i was @ 12:52 am



friday, january 16, 2004

so i'm writing my script.

EVERYONE IN WHOLE WIDE UNIVERSE: jesus god, so we've heard, does she ever shut up about it? that's the real question.

and i have two issues:

a. in my glorious sea shanty research i found two songs. one which is dateless and whatever.. blah and another called "white wings," which was dated as "early 1900's"
me: hurrah!
for the early 1900's is my era.
so i make reference to this song only to research a bit more and find it was formally written in 1912 which is just a tad too early for my story (which begins, i would say... roughly 1906, have to do more researches... but that would be my guess) and well, damn. what do i do? should i leave my reference, get a new song? what? it was entirely perfect too. fart.

everyone reading this (all two of you or whatever): no one really cares.

b. on the other foot, this one little scene right before me now, written in my height of "briallance" during the semester (i had this one good week where what i wrote was decent go fig), is dear to me. i'm going to hug it and say awww... because it's the last one where everyone is young in it. sniff! after this scene all the characters grow up some. sigh, i remember when i wrote this i was so depressed because ie, little character felix is 5 or 7 or something, but the very next scene he's 10-12.
me during my one good week: they're growing up so fast!


why am i here typing this boringness?

everyone reading: yes, really. why?

suddenly i was @ 04:24 am



oh my god, i haven't laughed so hard in an age.

morroco? isn't that a dance?
it's a country.
no, no, it's a dance. oh wait, marraca, that's it!
dude, that's an instrument.
well, whatever.

memo: horses, hey

suddenly i was @ 02:32 am



thursday, january 15, 2004

har greatness! my friend and i just watched "the lion king" special edition. we are such idiots. we have such a long and involved history with that film. i haven't seen it since, oh god, 1995. we had too much fun today.

first: renting

me: what should we rent for our YOUNG and ENTIRELY SMALL nephew!?
her: i don't know!
me: sinbad is too scary!
her: how about the lion king!?
me: that's GOOD for OUR NEPHEW!
her: let's get this for OUR NEPHEW!
me: i liked this when i was SMALL like OUR NEPHEW!

second: watching

i love when i find of all useless things, i can still remember all the dialogue to some random movie like the "lion king." it was like last year with "little mermaid." "i'm sixteen years old, not a child!"
can't keep the day of week straight, but god bless it, i will know all of ariel's lines.

me and friend: i will be king undisputed, respected, saluted and seen for the wonder i am, in justice delciously squared, BE PREPARED!
friend: oh we still got it.

also, enjoyed making hamlet references.

mufasa: remember...
me in rumbling voice: i'm going back to hamlet now...
her in rumbling voice: p.s. it was claudius...

oh and magic things which relate to current life:
the voice actor of rafiki was the doctor in "big fish." har har har!

all in all, what was with the added scene? keck! there was a reason it wasn't there. i really despise new cuts of films. like "amadeus." i mean, hello? that film was fine as is. i refuse to see the director's cut.

tomorrow's goal: see "lion king" sequel. must continue the badness.

serkis fun fun highlights.

i thought i should write some things down for memory's sake. my friend and i wandered into borders through the lower entrance. we mounted the stairs and as we came to the second level we noticed a huge line going out the door. not stopping, we continued to walk and lo! ended up in front of the podium. think tweedledee and tweedledumb.
me: oh look the podium!
friend: i guess he's speaking there.
i look to the large line.
me: we either just did something really smart, or totally illegal.

and that is how at the 11th hour you get primo seats.

the crowd was good, there were literally something like 1000 people there. the people around us were particularly nice. behind us was a group of boys who engaged themselves during the wait by singing the green dragon flagon rotk song at top volume. then next to us was a sweet couple, who with our help, got little tiny kids to the front of the mass.
us: go on! push through, you should be up there, not that huge guy! just tap him, he'll move or we'll make him.

serkis talked a while, told some stories, which were humorous. then he read from his book, he read the section on... becoming gollum for the rotk vignettes.
serkis: then we began gollum's rapid descent into aging. i know mine personally began 10 years ago.
then he did read his soliloquy, which was truly amazing to watch in person (especially with primo seats, huzzah). my friend felt she experienced a true fan girl moment.
her: i had to lift my hand to my heaving bosom and hold back tears!

then there was the q&a, which thank god, went over well. i always fear people asking stupid questions, alá sundance last year when at salma hayeck's film q&a someone asked if they could have her autograph. everyone at borders asked nice questions. my favourites were the little kids.
little girl: are you going to make the hobbit?
serkis: oh, we just answered that one- but you get to have another go.
little girl: um, um, ah-
little girl's mom: she wants to know how old you are.
serkis: ah! cheeky! oh my, well, um, erm, 21. next question!

another great moment was an older man.
man: now mr. serkis, where else can we see you on screen?
serkis: now it's funny, when you get a big role and begin to get noticed people think you've only done gollum or something, but i've really been acting for about 18 years and there's a nice list of my work if you'd like to visit my website... andyserkis.com.
crowd: WOOT!

then this little boy asked a great question about developing a voice for a character which was so excellent i couldn't believe it came from such a tiny guy.

then serkis said he would stay until eveything brought had been signed, but i wonder if he knew what he was promising as when my friend and i left we saw the line went through the entirety of the mall, doubled over and wrapped around.
us: oh sweet jesus.

all in all, great and fab experience. i decide it will be a great thing to tell my chil'ens when they're watching lotr as a classic film experiece.
me: now you know, me and you aunt casey, we got to see that guy in person once.

lar lar lar. the house is compleatly empty right now, as it will be for the next two weeks. sundance premieres tonight and my mom is gone and working up there. le sigh. i wonder what films i'll get to this year? last year i got to see "the long of the short of it" on the big screen. the said casey friend and i also got our car towed for a hundred something dollars because we are totally awesome.
with the house so entirely vacant however, i should to be to editing.

to the script cave robin!

p.s. online friends minus diana who is perfect, WHERE ARE YOU? i is getting annoyed.

suddenly i was @ 06:49 pm



wednesday, january 14, 2004

i just saw andy serkis! woot, woot, woo!

suddenly i was @ 09:30 pm



monday, january 12, 2004

so i am never going to finish this.

KIP
Oh, for a soft and gentle wind, I heard a fair one cry,
but give to me the roaring breeze and the white waves
heaving high; And white waves heaving high, my boy!
The good ship tight and free; the world of waters is our
home and merry men are we.

Kip stops singing.

KIP
Come on. You know you want to.

Kip backs away. Felix pauses then runs to Kip.

KIP
That’s right, that’s right! Don’t worry, we’ll get your
stuff done, we’ll just have a little fun as well. Can
you handle such pint?

FELIX
I think so.

KIP
Indeed. It always surprises me how people like you
need coaching on how to live life, like working is the
way to go or something! I bet you’ve never wasted
a good bit of time in your whole life.

FELIX
Never.

KIP
Ha, well see? I knew it. Well, it’s time you’ve begun.
Why, when I was your age, three or whatever it is, I
was already a master of the craft! Where should we
go first? Oh, what am I asking you for? You don’t do
anything good. I suppose it’s up to me to decide, as
always.

Kip takes off in a sprint down the dock.

FELIX
Wait!

Felix is surprised. He pauses then limps along to catch up.

suddenly i was @ 11:28 pm



tuesday, january 6, 2004

very interesting... i have reached the netherrealm of "i don't know what happens here" in my script, a point i never dreamed i reached. i always figured it would, fall into place once i got there.

huh.

suddenly i was @ 03:12 pm



monday, january 5, 2004

"She’s like the sea when the sun touches down upon her, all pink and gentle, only warmer somehow and as sweet as the breeze which puts itself all around you and in your hair. All I can remember is her from the very beginning. I remember nothing of who I was before I came here. There is just- deadness and then light and all I can see is Sophie, there and so full of kindness for me when there was no one else. I love her because she has loved me for so long. I can think of nothing else filled with more beauty than her."


a textual map of why i never get anything done:

this "morning" bright and early at noon.

me: today is the day i write my script!

finds mother on computer.

me: never mind!

decides to engage self on quest to find pen stolen by small poodle bruce. finds bruce on couch.

me: what do you have there? is it my green pen?

approaches small poodle. poodle drops instrument of chewage.

me: ah, was ist das? a tea bag? a thorn?

pokes item.

me: oh my god.

item is a bloody bird beak.

me: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaieeeeeeeee!

then moves to front room and consumes piece of pizza and watches "rocko's modern life" with sibling. also bribes sibling to go purchase "master and commander" soundtrack.

it best be good.

mother to work. computer free.

me: today is the day i write- ooh! livejournal!

why i never get things done.

god bless it.


IMPORTANT NOTICE
i want the "there and back again" pippin action figure, but i don't want to pay the 30 dollars for the full hobbit set. does anyone want to go in on it with me? you can have all the other ones (merry, frodo, sam and bilbo), i don't care, i'll do the shipping, just go in on it with me fifty percent.

sigh- to my script!

suddenly i was @ 04:27 pm



"She’s like the sea when the sun touches down upon her, all pink and gentle, only warmer somehow and as sweet as the breeze which puts itself all around you and in your hair. All I can remember is her from the very beginning. I remember nothing of who I was before I came here. There is just- deadness and then light and all I can see is Sophie, there and so full of kindness for me when there was no one else. I love her because she has loved me for so long. I can think of nothing else filled with more beauty than her."


a textual map of why i never get anything done:

this "morning" bright and early at noon.

me: today is the day i write my script!

finds mother on computer.

me: never mind!

decides to engage self on quest to find pen stolen by small poodle bruce. finds bruce on couch.

me: what do you have there? is it my green pen?

approaches small poodle. poodle drops instrument of chewage.

me: ah, was ist das? a tea bag? a thorn?

pokes item.

me: oh my god.

item is a bloody bird beak.

me: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaieeeeeeeee!

then moves to front room and consumes piece of pizza and watches "rocko's modern life" with sibling. also bribes sibling to go purchase "master and commander" soundtrack.

it best be good.

mother to work. computer free.

me: today is the day i write- ooh! livejournal!

why i never get things done.

god bless it.


IMPORTANT NOTICE
i want the "there and back again" pippin action figure, but i don't want to pay the 30 dollars for the full hobbit set. does anyone want to go in on it with me? you can have all the other ones (merry, frodo, sam and bilbo), i don't care, i'll do the shipping, just go in on it with me fifty percent.

sigh- to my script!

suddenly i was @ 04:27 pm



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