that since halloween is really an excuse for women to dress slutty (as in "slutty cat" outfit or "slutty butterfly" outfit or even "slutty nurse" outfit), that it might be funny to walk up to any woman walking around downtown today and say, "hey! i get it! you're a slutty lawyer today!" or "hey! you're a slutty account executive today, right?" and see what happens.
of course, i said it would be funny. no way in hell am i gonna do it.
maybe i'll save it for a screenplay.
i should be getting e-mails for this one.
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Monday, October 30, 2006
how to do the best video dumping post ever
here's three of my favorite things: borat on "saturday night live",the trailer for new season of "24" and parts 1, 2 and 3 of the newest "south park" episode where satan throws a halloween party and, well, steve irwin is involved.
yep, best post ever.
yep, best post ever.
how creativity never ceases to amaze me
here's one of the coolest things on youtube and it was concepted and written by a guy i met years ago through my friend kathy. it's really great stuff and worth three minutes of your time.
Sunday, October 29, 2006
how i'm an idiot for not tempering my expectations
i finally really explored ms. dewey on a fast computer and internet connection, and i gotta say that there's so little of what heather and i wrote for her character that she almost seems like a complete stranger.
so far, i've found only these four prompts that you can type in and see what we wrote:
Reality TV
San Francisco
Tabloids
South
and that's it. everything else was dumbed down, lamed out and, honestly, rarely funny - and not really worth spending time with past the fact that they hired a pretty hot chick to play her. it was someone's good idea that got dulled down somewhere, probably by the client.
hopefully by the client.
and so is the way with advertising.
so far, i've found only these four prompts that you can type in and see what we wrote:
Reality TV
San Francisco
Tabloids
South
and that's it. everything else was dumbed down, lamed out and, honestly, rarely funny - and not really worth spending time with past the fact that they hired a pretty hot chick to play her. it was someone's good idea that got dulled down somewhere, probably by the client.
hopefully by the client.
and so is the way with advertising.
how i wasn't gonna buy a chevy truck anyway
this is what i really hear when john chevy mellancamp's "this is our country" comes on, which is once every 17.8 seconds:
I can stand beside
Things I think are right
And I can stand beside
The new Chevy truck line
And I do believe
You can't escape our grasp
This is our ad campaign
From the east coast
To the west coast
Down the Dixie Highway
On every channel
This is our ad campaign
There's room enough here
To hear this song again
And there's room enough here
To overstuff our media plan
And try to understand
We need your dough
This is our ad campaign
From NBC
To CBS
Down Fox and ABC
Non stop
This is our ad campaign
I can stand beside
Things I think are right
And I can stand beside
The new Chevy truck line
And I do believe
You can't escape our grasp
This is our ad campaign
From the east coast
To the west coast
Down the Dixie Highway
On every channel
This is our ad campaign
There's room enough here
To hear this song again
And there's room enough here
To overstuff our media plan
And try to understand
We need your dough
This is our ad campaign
From NBC
To CBS
Down Fox and ABC
Non stop
This is our ad campaign
how i'm completely flummoxed about this
can someone please explain to me why some restaurants have a nice chair in the bathroom? you know, so there's the toilet for you and also a chair, i guess, for someone else? has it ever happened to anyone where someone else's assistance was needed while taking a crap? is it for someone to read to you while you squeeze one out?
or is this some sort of sick fetish that's catching on?
someone help me on this.
or is this some sort of sick fetish that's catching on?
someone help me on this.
how a great book doesn't necessarily make for a great movie
"flags of our fathers"
starring ryan phillippe, adam beach, barry pepper and others
written by paul haggis and william broyles jr.
directed by clint eastwood
viewed at the amc van ness 1000, san francisco, ca
it is very difficult to make a great movie from a great book, but it can be done. namely, the ones that work take the human truth and the essense of the plot and tell it in a completely different way. i'm not talking about changing the story, but changing the way it's told. books are meant for a certain audience. films, another. and most times, they don't match up without some tweaking.
"flags of our fathers" is an amazing book that tells a great story. what made it unique was that it was essentially a research paper of the author finding out all about his father's military exploits on iwo jima and his dealing with the guilt of being labeled a "hero" afterwards. this movie does the same thing.
and, to me, it doesn't totally work.
there's brilliance in this movie. the scenes at iwo jima and the war bonds tour afterwards are just magical stuff. they're compelling and intelligent and moving. in fact, had the whole movie been in that same vein, we'd be talking oscar.
but the problem is that the other half of the movie is about the author finding all this stuff out and writing a book about it. which doesn't make sense or is even slightly compelling, just because it's a movie. the "writing a book" part is nonsensical and gets in the way. it gets in the way. it becomes a research paper. that doesn't make for cinema magic.
and still, i really enjoyed the movie. as usual for an eastwood movie, the acting was great and the directing and cinematography smart and elegant. but i didn't leave thinking it was a great movie, feeling it was a great movie, knowing it was a great movie.
all because something got in the way.
starring ryan phillippe, adam beach, barry pepper and others
written by paul haggis and william broyles jr.
directed by clint eastwood
viewed at the amc van ness 1000, san francisco, ca
it is very difficult to make a great movie from a great book, but it can be done. namely, the ones that work take the human truth and the essense of the plot and tell it in a completely different way. i'm not talking about changing the story, but changing the way it's told. books are meant for a certain audience. films, another. and most times, they don't match up without some tweaking.
"flags of our fathers" is an amazing book that tells a great story. what made it unique was that it was essentially a research paper of the author finding out all about his father's military exploits on iwo jima and his dealing with the guilt of being labeled a "hero" afterwards. this movie does the same thing.
and, to me, it doesn't totally work.
there's brilliance in this movie. the scenes at iwo jima and the war bonds tour afterwards are just magical stuff. they're compelling and intelligent and moving. in fact, had the whole movie been in that same vein, we'd be talking oscar.
but the problem is that the other half of the movie is about the author finding all this stuff out and writing a book about it. which doesn't make sense or is even slightly compelling, just because it's a movie. the "writing a book" part is nonsensical and gets in the way. it gets in the way. it becomes a research paper. that doesn't make for cinema magic.
and still, i really enjoyed the movie. as usual for an eastwood movie, the acting was great and the directing and cinematography smart and elegant. but i didn't leave thinking it was a great movie, feeling it was a great movie, knowing it was a great movie.
all because something got in the way.
Friday, October 27, 2006
how it really did go full circle
check out the comments box in the post just below this one, for "how irony can be so damn ironic sometimes" .
ironictastical.
ironictastical.
Thursday, October 26, 2006
how irony can be so damn ironic sometimes
here's a link to website for a search engine for msn.
and here's a link to a critique about it on forbes.com.
what if i told you that i was a writer on some of her funny responses? (i need to get a quicker connection and a list of what i wrote to find what i contributed to it, although most of what my friend heather and i wrote might be a little too racy for a corporate computing company based in a suburb of seattle)
and what if i told you that the critiquer was a cowriter and friend of mine at the stony brook press while in college?
and what if i told you that, when writing for the press, i would hand my articles into dave and he would critique them?
and what if i told you that, like now, he usually liked what i did.
ten years laer, and it's all over again. except we're bpth getting paid for it.
and here's a link to a critique about it on forbes.com.
what if i told you that i was a writer on some of her funny responses? (i need to get a quicker connection and a list of what i wrote to find what i contributed to it, although most of what my friend heather and i wrote might be a little too racy for a corporate computing company based in a suburb of seattle)
and what if i told you that the critiquer was a cowriter and friend of mine at the stony brook press while in college?
and what if i told you that, when writing for the press, i would hand my articles into dave and he would critique them?
and what if i told you that, like now, he usually liked what i did.
ten years laer, and it's all over again. except we're bpth getting paid for it.
how to sum up the world series in one statement
if rain falls in st. louis during game four of the world series, does anybody really give a shit?
i sure don't.
i sure don't.
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
how to listen to howard for free
just click here and follow the directions to listen to howard stern on sirius for free through your computer all day only on wednesday and thursday.
here's what's gonna be on:
Special guests including The Who's Pete Townshend, Sharon Osbourne, and Danny Bonaduce.
The Gary Dell'Abate Roast, when Colin Quinn, Reverend Bob Levy, Lisa Lampanelli, Jackie "The Joke Man" Martling and a cast of others will all roast "Baba Booey."
Jackie "The Joke Man" Martling is back on the Howard Stern channels with Jackie's Joke Hunt, laughing through the best comedy on radio.
hey, howard helped to raise me, and he still wakes me up every morning. anything i can do to help.
enjoy.
here's what's gonna be on:
Special guests including The Who's Pete Townshend, Sharon Osbourne, and Danny Bonaduce.
The Gary Dell'Abate Roast, when Colin Quinn, Reverend Bob Levy, Lisa Lampanelli, Jackie "The Joke Man" Martling and a cast of others will all roast "Baba Booey."
Jackie "The Joke Man" Martling is back on the Howard Stern channels with Jackie's Joke Hunt, laughing through the best comedy on radio.
hey, howard helped to raise me, and he still wakes me up every morning. anything i can do to help.
enjoy.
how i was almost had
i spent last night catching up on all the episodes of "friday night lights", which blows my mind with how high the production value is. i mean, you can watch an episode of "24" and figure out how they cover a scene and still make it look fantastic. but "friday night lights" is just, well, it's so frenetically cut from shots from so many different angles and erratic (but perfect) camera movements that each episode blows my mind. it's exhausting, really.
anyways, i'm completely engrossed into the story, which isn't as much of a series of plotlines as much as it a capsule of high school football in texas. think storytelling much like "the sopranos", but substitute barbeque for lasagna. and the writing is dead on, the acting is fantastic, and you're completely living within the made-up football-mad town of dillon, texas.
i'm totally on board - except they just introduced a love story between the cheerleader and girlfriend of the just-paralyzed star quarterback, and his best friend, the fullback, who's having trouble dealing with the sudden injury. hell, typing that out reeks of "the o.c." and "gilmore girls" and all that crap. and it doesn't help that the actors who play them are right out of their casting tapes (and, i gotta admit, she's stunningly gorgeous, although these photos don't do her justice as when she's lyla gerrity).
anyways, it's losing me - just because it could so easily go that route when instead, it could be groundbreaking in so many ways.
by the way, here's network idiocy for you: they're thinking about moving the show to friday nights, thereby losing any confusion when the show airs. it's on tuesday nights right now. yep, "friday night lights" is on tuesday. and i gotta say, that's the death knell of the show.
the people who watch this show, the fan base, are not gonna stay home to watch "friday night lights" on friday nights . they're gonna be watching their alma mater play high school football. yep, the real thing.
the smartest idea would have been to premiere the show on friday nights, but after football season was over. that way it could act as a continuation for the season that just ended. you know, give high school football fans, which is what, the majority of the country, something to latch onto in an effort to fill the void until next season.
that would have been smart. now, they're screwing themselves by forcing the fan base to not watch their show. smart.
btw, i typed this whole entry while listening to my morning jacket cover "take my breath away", complete with the actual audio track from "top gun" when goose dies. it's actually a great version of it. download it if you get a chance. it's on their album called "clz learning" with covers of "west end girls" and "dream a little dream".
anyways, i'm completely engrossed into the story, which isn't as much of a series of plotlines as much as it a capsule of high school football in texas. think storytelling much like "the sopranos", but substitute barbeque for lasagna. and the writing is dead on, the acting is fantastic, and you're completely living within the made-up football-mad town of dillon, texas.
i'm totally on board - except they just introduced a love story between the cheerleader and girlfriend of the just-paralyzed star quarterback, and his best friend, the fullback, who's having trouble dealing with the sudden injury. hell, typing that out reeks of "the o.c." and "gilmore girls" and all that crap. and it doesn't help that the actors who play them are right out of their casting tapes (and, i gotta admit, she's stunningly gorgeous, although these photos don't do her justice as when she's lyla gerrity).
anyways, it's losing me - just because it could so easily go that route when instead, it could be groundbreaking in so many ways.
by the way, here's network idiocy for you: they're thinking about moving the show to friday nights, thereby losing any confusion when the show airs. it's on tuesday nights right now. yep, "friday night lights" is on tuesday. and i gotta say, that's the death knell of the show.
the people who watch this show, the fan base, are not gonna stay home to watch "friday night lights" on friday nights . they're gonna be watching their alma mater play high school football. yep, the real thing.
the smartest idea would have been to premiere the show on friday nights, but after football season was over. that way it could act as a continuation for the season that just ended. you know, give high school football fans, which is what, the majority of the country, something to latch onto in an effort to fill the void until next season.
that would have been smart. now, they're screwing themselves by forcing the fan base to not watch their show. smart.
btw, i typed this whole entry while listening to my morning jacket cover "take my breath away", complete with the actual audio track from "top gun" when goose dies. it's actually a great version of it. download it if you get a chance. it's on their album called "clz learning" with covers of "west end girls" and "dream a little dream".
Sunday, October 22, 2006
how i'm sure this is exactly how it happened
there's a lot of crap on youtube. but sometimes, you'll come across something that doesn't suck and it's quite pleasant.
especially when it's tinged with walken and pacino.
hoorah.
also, check this out if you have 17 spare seconds for awesomeness.
especially when it's tinged with walken and pacino.
hoorah.
also, check this out if you have 17 spare seconds for awesomeness.
Saturday, October 21, 2006
how if you're stoned, you really shouldn't sit next to a writer
this is an actual conversation by a couple who were stoned out of their minds and sat next to me in a theater before we all watched "the departed".
man: "hey, did you know our governator was in, like, a whole bunch of movies with jesse ventura, who was also a governator. yeah. there was one movie, 'total recall', where they were friends and they were fighting this animal, but then they got turned on each other and then fought each other, but, no, wait, that was 'predator'. they fought each other in 'predator'. anyways, they were probably talking back stage about being governers and shit."
woman: "how about 'running man'?"
man: "oh, yeah, you should see that too. ventura was great in that."
woman: "rad".
okay, for the record...
jesse and arnold were commandos fighting the evil monster in "predator". they did fight against each other in "running man". and jesse wasn't in "total recall".
marijuana is a wonderful drug.
man: "hey, did you know our governator was in, like, a whole bunch of movies with jesse ventura, who was also a governator. yeah. there was one movie, 'total recall', where they were friends and they were fighting this animal, but then they got turned on each other and then fought each other, but, no, wait, that was 'predator'. they fought each other in 'predator'. anyways, they were probably talking back stage about being governers and shit."
woman: "how about 'running man'?"
man: "oh, yeah, you should see that too. ventura was great in that."
woman: "rad".
okay, for the record...
jesse and arnold were commandos fighting the evil monster in "predator". they did fight against each other in "running man". and jesse wasn't in "total recall".
marijuana is a wonderful drug.
how a very unfortunate streak should probably end this year
"the departed"
starring matt damon, leonardo dicaprio, jack nicholson, mark walhberg, alec baldwin and vera farmiga
written by william monahan
directed by martin scorcese
viewed at amc 1000 van ness, san francisco, ca
in any article written about martin scorcese, you'll read how he's the victim of the injustice of never winning an academy award. and yes, it's not right that he hasn't won one, but it's not an injustice. he's just barely lost out to better films.
anyways, although it's still october, i highly doubt i'll see a better movie this year than "the departed". and since directing nods usually go the way of whoever wins best picture, then he probably should get the speech ready.
i haven't seen "infernal affairs", which is the original chinese movie, but i can't imagine how much better that could be than this - if it is at all. it's just a tense, taut, highly stylized, well crafted, well acted, well written and masterfully directed film that doesn't relent from the first minute to the last. i mean, it's completely exhausting. and you're one step ahead of them, and then one step behind. you're completely involved, and then taken aback. all this, with suspense and humor.
as for the acting, matt damon is quickly becoming one of our finest actors. dicaprio is physically miscast in these roles, but he's a really good actor. nicholson is nicholson. baldwin and wahlberg do their best to steal the movie, and they're hilarious in doing so. and vera farmiga made a whole audience fall in love with her.
but the star here is scorcese, who made a "goodfellas" movie that's nothing like it. i mean. "goodfellas" is great, but because it's been ripped off over and over again (even by scorcese with "casino"), it's become a cliche. mafia guys in neighborhood. voiceovers talking about what they're thinking. soundtrack featuring doo-wop songs from the 50s and pertinent rock songs to frame the passage of time. and the same actors playing the same roles, but with different names. the whole thing is tired.
but scorcese just changed all that. the editing is fast paced. the music is there to set a mood. the sound design keeps your nerves on edge. and the story is told through actions and not through voiceovers. it's a tremendous achievement of storytelling by an american master.
can i say any more about this film?
starring matt damon, leonardo dicaprio, jack nicholson, mark walhberg, alec baldwin and vera farmiga
written by william monahan
directed by martin scorcese
viewed at amc 1000 van ness, san francisco, ca
in any article written about martin scorcese, you'll read how he's the victim of the injustice of never winning an academy award. and yes, it's not right that he hasn't won one, but it's not an injustice. he's just barely lost out to better films.
anyways, although it's still october, i highly doubt i'll see a better movie this year than "the departed". and since directing nods usually go the way of whoever wins best picture, then he probably should get the speech ready.
i haven't seen "infernal affairs", which is the original chinese movie, but i can't imagine how much better that could be than this - if it is at all. it's just a tense, taut, highly stylized, well crafted, well acted, well written and masterfully directed film that doesn't relent from the first minute to the last. i mean, it's completely exhausting. and you're one step ahead of them, and then one step behind. you're completely involved, and then taken aback. all this, with suspense and humor.
as for the acting, matt damon is quickly becoming one of our finest actors. dicaprio is physically miscast in these roles, but he's a really good actor. nicholson is nicholson. baldwin and wahlberg do their best to steal the movie, and they're hilarious in doing so. and vera farmiga made a whole audience fall in love with her.
but the star here is scorcese, who made a "goodfellas" movie that's nothing like it. i mean. "goodfellas" is great, but because it's been ripped off over and over again (even by scorcese with "casino"), it's become a cliche. mafia guys in neighborhood. voiceovers talking about what they're thinking. soundtrack featuring doo-wop songs from the 50s and pertinent rock songs to frame the passage of time. and the same actors playing the same roles, but with different names. the whole thing is tired.
but scorcese just changed all that. the editing is fast paced. the music is there to set a mood. the sound design keeps your nerves on edge. and the story is told through actions and not through voiceovers. it's a tremendous achievement of storytelling by an american master.
can i say any more about this film?
Friday, October 20, 2006
how you can expect nothing less from less than nothing
this morning, i got messages of condolences from friends of mine, fans of the red sox, a's, giants, tigers and even a braves fan. they'd all been where i am right now, and it sucks. and from one fan to another, hang in there.
much obliged. and i sent them the same e-mail when they had lost at some point.
but i got e-mails from yankee fans who couldn't help themselves. taunting. obnoxious. rude. you know, exactly what to expect from the most classless fan base in the world. fans who have no idea of the world around them. fans who are spoiled beyond belief. fans with no sense of sport.
yankee fans.
idiotic blowhards.
really truly idiotic.
you know, a smart yankee fan wouldn't have said anything because it gives legitimacy to the mets and the accomplishment of making it that far. and it points out that the yanks, of course, didn't. and it makes whatever they say reek of jealousy.
and a smart yankee fan wouldn't have said anything about the mets being beaten in the second round by a "terrible" cardinals team because a mets fan can turn around and say that the yanks got blown out in the first round by the tigers, a team that finished an even worse 19-34 down the stretch. and got swept by the kansas city royals right beforehand.
and a smart yankee fan would try to hold themselves in the classy and respectful manner becoming of the proud faces of their franchise - you know, jeter, bernie, posada and mariano - instead of being a loud hypocritical jealous blowhard. you know, like sheffield. or the big unit. or farnsworth. or, hell, clemens.
and a smart yankee fan would look at their own roster, full of aging, overpaid and fragile ballplayers with unmoveable contracts, with no prospects to trade, with posada, mariano and bernie on the downsides of their careers, with four superstrong teams in the AL central, with the red sox taking a step back to take a step forward, with still no pitching and none available, with the idea of trading a-rod and knowing he's gonna kill them in the playoffs at some point, and would look at the mets young base of players, with all the young power arms about to hit the roster, with floyd's contract coming off the books, with minaya's knack of finding role players who play big roles, and with a tepid national league, and would probably hold his tongue, because the shift in power might have already started.
that's what a smart yankee fan would have done. said nothing.
but, of course, there are no smart yankee fans.
so my theory is wrong.
much obliged. and i sent them the same e-mail when they had lost at some point.
but i got e-mails from yankee fans who couldn't help themselves. taunting. obnoxious. rude. you know, exactly what to expect from the most classless fan base in the world. fans who have no idea of the world around them. fans who are spoiled beyond belief. fans with no sense of sport.
yankee fans.
idiotic blowhards.
really truly idiotic.
you know, a smart yankee fan wouldn't have said anything because it gives legitimacy to the mets and the accomplishment of making it that far. and it points out that the yanks, of course, didn't. and it makes whatever they say reek of jealousy.
and a smart yankee fan wouldn't have said anything about the mets being beaten in the second round by a "terrible" cardinals team because a mets fan can turn around and say that the yanks got blown out in the first round by the tigers, a team that finished an even worse 19-34 down the stretch. and got swept by the kansas city royals right beforehand.
and a smart yankee fan would try to hold themselves in the classy and respectful manner becoming of the proud faces of their franchise - you know, jeter, bernie, posada and mariano - instead of being a loud hypocritical jealous blowhard. you know, like sheffield. or the big unit. or farnsworth. or, hell, clemens.
and a smart yankee fan would look at their own roster, full of aging, overpaid and fragile ballplayers with unmoveable contracts, with no prospects to trade, with posada, mariano and bernie on the downsides of their careers, with four superstrong teams in the AL central, with the red sox taking a step back to take a step forward, with still no pitching and none available, with the idea of trading a-rod and knowing he's gonna kill them in the playoffs at some point, and would look at the mets young base of players, with all the young power arms about to hit the roster, with floyd's contract coming off the books, with minaya's knack of finding role players who play big roles, and with a tepid national league, and would probably hold his tongue, because the shift in power might have already started.
that's what a smart yankee fan would have done. said nothing.
but, of course, there are no smart yankee fans.
so my theory is wrong.
Thursday, October 19, 2006
how maybe i'll wake up a little less heartbroken
but after that game seven, losing with our best player at the plate, well, i wouldn't bet on it.
this is gonna take a whole lotta mending.
signing barry zito would help the process.
this is gonna take a whole lotta mending.
signing barry zito would help the process.
how it's five minutes before game time
an my nerves are shot, my adrenaline is racing and i can't bear to watch.
my hardwood floor is preparing for miles of me pacing back and forth. my sweat glands are all geared up. and my fingers and my eyes are soon to become intimate partners.
my butterflies have butterflies.
game sevens. gotta love them.
let's go mets.
my hardwood floor is preparing for miles of me pacing back and forth. my sweat glands are all geared up. and my fingers and my eyes are soon to become intimate partners.
my butterflies have butterflies.
game sevens. gotta love them.
let's go mets.
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
how i wish i were in the boardroom
when papa john's pizzeria first heard the idea from their agency for their new killer ad campaign - "things that make you go mmmm".
but since i wasn't, i'll recreate it here:
agency guy: "so we're going to show action shots of people really enjoying their papa john's pizza, especially with pepperoni, and over the montage, we'll be playing, now catch this, a fresh jingle called 'things that make you go mmmm.'"
client: "things that make you go mmmm? that sounds vaguely familiar."
agency guy: "you might remember a song called 'things that make you go hmmm' by this hip-hop rapping band called dj jazzy jeff and the fresh prince. it was popular years ago but today, it's still as fresh and relevant as ever."
client: "fresh and relevant? just like our pizza. i like it. what's my demographic? someone get me my demographic!"
agency account guy: "what we're trying to do is to tap into the urban market, and by making a version of that rap classic, we're telling the urban market that papa john's pizza knows them and gets them and that they should order from us."
client: "it makes us edgy, yes?"
agency guy: "the edgiest of all pizza chains".
client: "you are all creative geniuses. i applaud your artistry. and tell me, what has happened to this fresh prince character?"
agency guy: "he's probably in jail for a drug possession charge with ten kids!"
everyone laughs in unison.
end scene.
scarily, i probably ain't too far from the truth. and yes, i know who actually sang it.
but since i wasn't, i'll recreate it here:
agency guy: "so we're going to show action shots of people really enjoying their papa john's pizza, especially with pepperoni, and over the montage, we'll be playing, now catch this, a fresh jingle called 'things that make you go mmmm.'"
client: "things that make you go mmmm? that sounds vaguely familiar."
agency guy: "you might remember a song called 'things that make you go hmmm' by this hip-hop rapping band called dj jazzy jeff and the fresh prince. it was popular years ago but today, it's still as fresh and relevant as ever."
client: "fresh and relevant? just like our pizza. i like it. what's my demographic? someone get me my demographic!"
agency account guy: "what we're trying to do is to tap into the urban market, and by making a version of that rap classic, we're telling the urban market that papa john's pizza knows them and gets them and that they should order from us."
client: "it makes us edgy, yes?"
agency guy: "the edgiest of all pizza chains".
client: "you are all creative geniuses. i applaud your artistry. and tell me, what has happened to this fresh prince character?"
agency guy: "he's probably in jail for a drug possession charge with ten kids!"
everyone laughs in unison.
end scene.
scarily, i probably ain't too far from the truth. and yes, i know who actually sang it.
how i have one issue with "studio 60"
first off, i really like this show. i think it's one of the most intriguing and well-developed concepts out there. it's kinda fun seeing something we've all experienced week after week stripped down - even if in a fictionalized way. and it's very well-acted and well-directed and impossibly well-done in every aspect. they're spending a lot of money to make it, and you can see it in every scene.
but i gotta say: i'm not sure if i'm totally digging the writing. wait, i take that back. i dig the writing - it's very smart - but all the characters talk exactly the same way and their sense of humors are all exactly the same. it's like watching a kevin smith movie, except with much more craft and couth.
i'm not saying it ain't funny. it is very funny. it's just funny in the same way all the time. life isn't like that. hell, the best sitcoms aren't like that. look at "cheers". every character had their own unique style, delivery, sense of humor. right now, all the characters seem like one character. maybe when the characters are more developed, it'll develop.
speaking of characters, i think i'm falling in love with harriet hayes, with her humor, her convictions, her confidence, her self-comfort. she's extremely appealing, and of course, she's easy to look at. really easy to look at. i think if she were real, i'd be full of smit.
in fact, i haven't felt this way about a fictional character since clementine in "eternal sunshine of the spotless mind".
does that make me delusional?
but i gotta say: i'm not sure if i'm totally digging the writing. wait, i take that back. i dig the writing - it's very smart - but all the characters talk exactly the same way and their sense of humors are all exactly the same. it's like watching a kevin smith movie, except with much more craft and couth.
i'm not saying it ain't funny. it is very funny. it's just funny in the same way all the time. life isn't like that. hell, the best sitcoms aren't like that. look at "cheers". every character had their own unique style, delivery, sense of humor. right now, all the characters seem like one character. maybe when the characters are more developed, it'll develop.
speaking of characters, i think i'm falling in love with harriet hayes, with her humor, her convictions, her confidence, her self-comfort. she's extremely appealing, and of course, she's easy to look at. really easy to look at. i think if she were real, i'd be full of smit.
in fact, i haven't felt this way about a fictional character since clementine in "eternal sunshine of the spotless mind".
does that make me delusional?
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