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.

Saturday, September 12, 2015

Nothing new to report (other than trying to find a new job, my bum feeling much better and approaching my screenplay from a new angle...okay, that is a bit to report).

Listening to Hans Zimmer's Pacific Heights. The music during the 'Melanie Griffith fucks Michael Keaton's shit all the way up' sequence may well be some of my favorite in all of film scoring.

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