Mr. Cellophane

In a location adjacent to a place in a city of some significance, what comes out of my head is plastered on the walls of this blog.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Not a lot happened leading up to today: cut the grass, saw Kick-Ass (and loved it), got my driver's license (with the lowest possible score, but I ain't complaining).

With something like this, it would be the (with apologies to VH1) Best Week Ever:


Friday, April 16, 2010

Managed to get over my writer's block. Better now than at the end of the month, right?

Also, there's a new version of the British comedy Death at a Funeral coming out today. This one's been getting some flack because a) it came out a mere two and a half years after the original and b) it features a mostly African-American cast. I can only imagine the bricks that this film's detractors will surely shit out when they learn of last year's Bollywood remake, which I only learned existed moments ago:


Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Writer's block has struck me in the worst way. I know where I want to go, but haven't the damnedest idea how exactly to get there.


Friday, April 09, 2010

Random thoughts.

- What must it be like to do something or make a deal that earns you enough money that you'd never have to work again? With my limited imagination, I'd probably travel around the world, buy a bunch of weird/cool things, wine and dine some cutie or blow it in Vegas for shits and giggles. I'd get bored, eventually. I just know it.

- I say this because I read a script review yesterday that mentioned how John Hughes, in spite of being in the above situation, kept on writing. Also, the comments section linked to a column written about him in Spy Magazine in the early 90s. I'll admit that not every egg that Hughes laid was golden, but could the author have been more of a vindictive doucher?

- At that same script review site, I got wind of another script set to go into production about an alien invasion. Things were going fine until the ending. I'm not going to spoil it for anyone who might want to see the film, but when did we, as a society, start to embrace these 'snatch the happiness out from under the protagonist' conclusions? As if real life isn't full of this kind of horseshit?! Oh, no. Films like Mirrors, The Collector and Drag Me to Hell say, 'Sorry you got to the finish line only to be trapped/horribly maimed. kthxbye.' When I make horror films, I'm gonna be a little kinder to my protagonists. Someone's got to balance out the universe.

- "Jack, you just digested the bad guy." Every time I listen to the Innerspace soundtrack (track 25, "Stop the Car"), I feel the need to say that when the track ends. You think that's the strange part? Wrong. The strange part is that, more often than not, I'm able to work up the burp that Jack does right after Tuck's line (quoted above).

- I've mentioned the Ain't It Cool News talkbacks before, but one of their most recent has me crying with laughter every time I read it. Apparently, a new Star Wars series is in the works. It's said to be a sitcom, which inspired several talkbackers to concoct a bunch of Star Wars-related titles. Just thinking about the plot summary for "Married...with Younglings" makes me smile.


Sunday, April 04, 2010

Been listening to Elmer Bernstein music all day.

Was planning on seeing the new Clash of the Titans, but I've decided to wait until it hits the second-run theaters. It's not the crappy, after-the-fact 3D that's chasing me away, but the mixed reviews.

Been seeing bits and pieces of this version's Medusa. She definitely turns me to stone and she's not the first incarnation of the character to do so.


Thursday, April 01, 2010

I'm working on my third straight Script Frenzy script with a hilarious "South Park" in the background.

This script is a bit more controversial than the last two. I look forward to what I come up with.