So what's new in the life of Jena Malone? I finally moved into my new house in North Hollywood after getting the carpet changed and the toliets fixed. These are just necessities for daily life, what can I say? I absolutely hate unpacking and still have a stack of boxes full of my crap piled 6 ft high in one of the spare bedrooms. It's probably stuff I don't really need anyway. I'll get to it sometime in the next millenium.
I went up to Toronto for a few days to see Hayden and Nat. I had never been there before so I made Hayden take me on the whirlwind tour of the city and we went sailing a few times on Lake Ontario. I attempted to make dinner for his parents one evening and I turned the chicken into a charcoal briquet. Somehow cooking has never been my forte. His family is delightful and very welcoming, at times I wish they could adopt me. That is if I could have sweet Natalie, Oreo-addict as my sister too.
I start filming a new movie in the middle of October. Yes...It's another indie. I get so much great experience working with those independant film directors. It's very different than working on a big budget film. Sometimes you can rewrite the script if it doesn't act out right the first time. It's almost like you have more of a say in how the film is going and a chance to be creative and take part in making the film what it is. My heart is in independant films, it's where I got my start. I don't think I'll really be able to transition over to big budget films until they mature enough in their content. Maybe then I'll be ready to take the leap to a big studio like Paramount or Universal. But for now, I'll stay artsy.
We're filming mid-October in Eugene, Oregon then Reno, NV, Ensenada, Mexico and then finally we wrap the movie in LA with some final shoots. I'm really excited about it. The movie is called The Go-Getter and it also stars my buddy Zooey Deschanel. It's the story of a teenage boy who steals a car in order to go on a road trip to find his long-lost brother and tell him that their mother has died. When I read the script a while ago, something about it really touched me. I related to it because I went through a similar situation the last couple of months with my roadtrip and the issues with my mother. Maybe I'll try to see her again, since I'll be in Reno for a while. The thought still really scares me though.
Last but not least, I was inspired to interview myself after having a nice conversation with Mr. Manson. I thought it was hilarious that the first person to interview him was his alter-ego. It may sound like a meme of sorts, but I still had fun coming up with interview questions like on Inside the Actor's Studio, I love that creepy James Lipton guy. Feel free to ask me more questions that you've always wanted to but weren't sure you could, the anonymous comments are accepted. I will answer all of them honestly and openly. Hope you enjoyed this glimpse into my mind.
My hidden talent is: I can balance a beer bottle on my head and I can sing karaoke style
Nicknames my friends have for me: Jen, Jenana, Wundertwin
First Celebrity crush: Kevin Costner
Favorite item of clothing in my closet: A vintage Mister Bubbles Tee-shirt
My weirdest phobia: Kitchen sink garbage disposals
My best stress reliever: Getting my tarot cards read
What sport do you enjoy: I was born with two left feet
When I wake up in the morning, I always do these two things: Make coffee and smoke a cigarette
What sound do you like/hate: a hard summer rain hitting the roof, the honking of car horns in the city
If I could pick 4 people living or dead to have dinner with I'd choose: Katherine Hepburn, Meryl Streep, Joan of Arc, and my father.
Most embarrassing moment: Being Punk'd by Ashton
My favorite thing to do on a Saturday night: Go see a movie, eat sushi, wear bunny slippers
My guilty pleasures: I discussed them a few posts back, I'm a closeted bag lady
What attribute do you like in a friend/hate: I love when they are honest, trustworthy, loving, emotional. I hate liars, cheats, backstabbers, and fake plastic people
I'm totally addicted to: Peanut butter and rocky road ice cream
Deepest insecurities: That I suck as an actress, that people are intimidated by me, that I am incapable of being loved
The most bizarre dream I've ever had: Playing poker with Charlie Chaplin, the Pope, and the artist formerly known as Prince on a life raft with the Titanic sinking in the distance.
Have you had your heart broken?: Yes three times that I can remember in relationships. Once by a friend, once by a family member.
If you were trapped on a desert island what three things would you want with you?: My IPod, a sleeping bag and sun screen
My favorite body part: I do like my eyes and strong chin
My least favorite body part: I have no ass or boobs to speak of
What book that you've read made an impact on you?: The Da Vinci Code
If I weren't an actress I'd be: A director or cinematographer I would still be in the film business
Are you spiritual?: I don't subcribe to any one religion. I believe in destiny, reincarnation, and The Force
My favorite comfort food: Lasagne or Nutter Butters
If you could be anyone alive today who would you be?: The person who cures AIDS or cancer
Do you want to get married or have children?: Yes I definitely want to get married and have babies but I think I need to grow up more before I can take that kind of responsibility. I'm still raising myself.
Favorite movie, song: Before Sunset by Richard Linklater, Who's Going to Ride Your Wild Horses?
You're dangerous, 'cause you're honest
You're dangerous - you don't know what you want
Well, you left my heart empty as a vacant lot
For any spirit to haunt
Hey hey, sha-la-la, hey hey
You're an accident waiting to happen
You're a piece of glass left there on the beach
Well, you tell me things I know you're not supposed to
Then you leave me just out of reach
Hey hey, sha-la-la
Hey hey, sha-la-la
Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna drown in your blue sea?
Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna fall at the foot of thee?
Well, you stole it, 'cause I needed the cash
And you killed it, 'cause I wanted revenge
Well, you lied to me, 'cause I asked you to
Baby, can we still be friends?
Hey, hey, sha-la-la
Hey, hey, sha-la-la
Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna drown in your blue sea?
Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna fall at the foot of thee?
Ah, the deeper I spin
Ah, the hunter will sin for your ivory skin
Took a drive in the dirty rain
To a place where the wind calls your name
Under the trees, the river laughing at you and me
Hallelujah, heaven's white rose
The doors you open I just can't close
Don't turn around - don't turn around again
Don't turn around - you gypsy heart
Don't turn around - don't turn around again
Don't turn around and don't look back
Come on now, love - don't you look back
Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna drown in your blue sea?
Who's gonna taste your salt water kisses?
Who's gonna take the place of me?
Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
by U2
Have you been in love? Are you in love with someone and do they know?: Yes I have. I'm in love but I don't think they know. I'm kind of tough to read because I tend to shield my emotions.
How would your friends describe you?: You should ask them. But I do think they would say loving, honest, patient, deep, and wise.
Plastic surgery is: Cruel and Barbaric torture
Which movie that you've done is your favorite: Life As a House, I still cry like a baby everytime I happen to catch it on cable
Favorite beverages alcoholic and non: Veuve Cliquot champagne, Red Bull and vodka, Diet Coke, Starbucks
What thing would you do if fear wasn't a factor?: Find my father and talk to my mother
What's your favorite poem: Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light. by Dylan Thomas
Favorite word, color, swear word: Gargantuan, Red, Motherfucker (That's poetic..ha!)
Compose a fortune cookie: Today is the day you meet your destiny....In bed
Stripper name (1st pet's name and 1st street you lived on): Saffron Clydesdale
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