Thursday, August 25, 2005

A thing I recently discovered

Screenwriters. Oh there is so much to say (mostly along the lines of “sell out” and “look at all that shiny stuff, gosh I really should sell out shouldn’t I?” and “jealous”.) But really its already been said, often by the screenwriters themselves. Which is probably why I am so fascinated and mildly shocked at the prevalence, the plethora, the avalanche of screenwriting blogs.
This was recently brought to my attention by Mr. Plante who directed me to JohnAugust.com which is the blog of the writer of Go, Big Fish, and Charlie and the Chocolate factory (I’d be tempted to hate him for Tim Burtons new hack status but I really liked Go and I don’t think we can blame anyone but Burton himself.) It’s an incredibly funny and entertaining (and sometimes informative) blog about the world John August lives in and the rest of us all long to inhabit. I was happy and amused and then I noticed the link section to the side. I clicked on something called theartfulwriter.com.
….
And a whole world I didn’t even know existed opened up to me.
Screenwriters telling-all isn’t exactly new. During the long dark month of July I read William Goldman’s adventures in the screen trade, a fun book chock full of gossip.
Well the blog-o-sphere is like that, only more. Much more. And not written in 1982.
I guess underneath it all it makes perfect sense seeing as writers (of the screen or otherwise) like to share their thoughts with the world. But what really befuddles me is that I haven’t found and playwriting blogs. Why could this be?
A) I haven’t looked that hard and I need Plante or Ryan to point interesting things out to me because(maybe sometime in the future there will be a post about a lunch with Giacopasi where I learned something that should have been completely obviouse to me but didn’t know because (and this is where this thought links up with the previous sentence and so I will end parenthetical)) I am compliatly fucking oblivious. But whatever, its part of my charm. That and I can’t count to 24 with out screwing up.
B) Playwrights are stupid and don’t understand the internet. This I highly doubt. All the playwrites I know spend way too much time on the online. As the saying goes, writing is 5% talent 95% not being distracted by the internet.
C) Playwrights are too busy trying to hold down a real job to have free time.
I some how suspect C.
So anyway, to help you little darlings that don't have a chirs or a sam of your very own to direct you to fun time wasters here are my fav screenplay sites.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Tuesday’s pop culture round down

* New Harry potter trailer is available at Mugglenet.com. Absolutely orgasm worthy. Definitely at the top of my list for shows I can’t wait to see.









* Aeon Flux trailer looks bad. Sigh. Well there is another Charlize movie this fall so hopefully that one will be good.

*New Serenity trailer is also good. I’m hoping non firefly people turn out for this so they make it into a trilogy. Really, all of American should help me fulfill my Joss obsession.

(Joss in a cow boy hat!)

*Can the Oscar race start already? I want high quality Hollywood, I’m sick of meager quality indie (Junebug, Barf). (Though Amy Adams is excellent. I hope she becomes a star.) And You me and Everyone we know made me cry though I was all poised to hate it (being on this Indie=bad kick and all). Actually a really enjoyable flick. Go team.

*I officially am sick of Elijah Wood. Look at the way he furrows his brow. Acting for him is furrow furrow WIDE EYES furrow furrow.

*Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close is gonna make an excellent movie. It is not, however, a great book. It should be read fast and with out thinking. I unfortunately took a week to read it. Its good but not fantastic (unlike everything’s illuminated which is ah-MAZE-ing but is gonna be a disappointing flick(see above, I-hate-elijah-comment).



*People should not stand to listen to Sufjan. Even if he is putting on a beautiful show and performing cheers. They should sit in plush comfy seats. Unfortunately, I will not experience that until the show in October. So I stood in Bowery Ballroom (nice venue, evil floor) for a good five hours. Oh the pain.

EDIT: Nice comentary on Patches' blog (plus a pic of me looking like a skull AND some video of above mentioned cheers)

And last but not least:


*The cast for the new season of America’s next top model has been revealed including someone Ledah goes to school with (bet you anything she has been cast as the hot, smart queer who will fight with the bimbo religious girl, cause, I mean, thats all that exsists at Weslyan right?). I am so excited. Its gonna be an amazing fall.

Friday, August 12, 2005

Where the skys are always blue

Dear Larke,
How is Montana treating you?
Your respectful readers

Dear Readers,

Montana is like this:

(this is an actual photo of a fire just 30 miles from my home. )











and all that lovely smoke is taking up residence in my lungs. I can't wait to return to the fresh, crystal air of New York.
Wait...
I mean...

Thursday, August 11, 2005

Back in Mo-Town

I am back in Missoula after the flight from hell (but it seems all my flights are the flight from hell so we won't discuss anymore).
Anywhoo now that I am back my time has gone from being spent like this
















To being spent like this.



(notice the dogloo the girls have taken a liking to)






I call it "Me contemplating the meaning of life as chickens"
Think the MoMA would buy it?



(alas poor yorik, I knew him Horatio)







This is my Shakespeare reenactment with chicken as prop.

Also, our house now has oodles of little baby chamelions. Because its not a G-S residence unless there are too many pets.













Coming soon:
Larkes review of the western Montana fair. Is she too New York and pretentious to enjoy a greasy viking? Will she forget that there isn't tax in the state of Montana? Will PETA have ruined her love of the horse races and her amusment at the rodeo? Will she hide her Cow Boy hat in shame or wear it in a self concious attempt to reclaim her roots? Will she cry when she sees the horses? Will she decide not to come back to New York ever again? Or will she flee Montana in horor?


STAY TUNED!

Saturday, August 06, 2005

FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDOM

Um yeah. Its over.

It had its ups.






(Best RA's EVER)






It had its downs....


(this picture of a thorny devil lizard represents a certain student (YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE) because I figured it would be slightly bad form to post pictures of problem students on the web.)




There was Joe.











There were shows.

There were good kids.

(I love how I am hovering in the background of this picture. I feel it captures the RA experence.)








And sassy ones.

All in all, I'm glad I did it (mostly).

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Thursday, August 04, 2005

7 Reasons Why Larke Now Hates Kims Video


  1. Loud oppressive music that gives me a head ache every time I am in there (not that I have anything against loud oppressive music. There is a time and place for it just not when… fuck it, I hate it and I wish it didn’t exist.)
  2. Smarmy pretentious NYU film students who condescend me every time I am in there. Dude. You work in a video store.
  3. The shop is a giant monument to the Auteur system, which in my opinion is the worst theory ever to hit cinema (FUCK YOU FRENCH NEW WAVE). It completely undermines the fact that cinema, even more so that theatre, is a collaboration and that is what makes it so cool. Oh? What’s that Goddard? You are an egotistical megalomaniac? Oh ok, I guess its fine if you FUCK OVER THE REST OF CINEMA FOR ALL TIME. (plus it means it is impossible to find anything there).
  4. They rented me the old battle star gallatica when I asked for the new.
  5. They rented me a copy of city of god that was scratched to hell. (seriously, it took me an hour to watch 25 min of it before I gave up. It’s a tribute to how good the film is that I stuck with it as long as I did.)
  6. Sketchy security guards that hover over you when you are in the records section.
  7. Quentin Tarrentino thanked kims in the credits of Kill Bill. Which means we know exactly who rented him all those movies that he ripped off. If he hadn’t seen those films maybe he would be original (or wouldn’t exist).

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