Free the orphan gears!
Thursday I went to the, A Scanner Darkly, premiere.
(I won the tickets from indie by calling. Which is never supposed to happen. They announced it on air, and I called in presuming I would not get through. But by presuming I made a pre out of you and me? Point is, I called and won. Afterwords I had a nice chat with TK driving from USC to SMC which mostly consisted of us quoting Anchorman. Thanks to Kim and Christine I've seen that movie a thousand plus times).
This is only the second premiere I've been to, and I can honestly say it's a hoopla I can get used to. My date and I almost missed it, however, due to traffic. The whole shebang was at the Ford Ampitheatre, which I don't think I've ever been to. I have a vague memory of seeing Peter and the Wolf there when I was maybe 4 or 5, but I think I'm confusing it with the Hollywood Bowl. They didn't actually seem to have my name on any list, but I said I won and they just believed me for some odd reason. I guess I have an honest face? An honest face that kinda wants to go to all the premieres durring the LA festival with the same line, "Oh, I won the tickets from Indie."
I didn't see Keanu, but I did catch Woody Harrelson on the stairs. And by catch I mean I caught him checking out my ass. Now clearly I mention this as a self serving gesture. And I understand how much this is a minor point to the story. But, seriously. If Woody Harrelson checked out YOUR ass, I think you'd make a little footnote in your Dear Diary you Pointy-finger-Pete.
I actually have a great desire to review this film more formally in another post. But, I think I will have to see it again to put the right phrasing to it. I will say that I loved it and that all the actors, Robert Downey (I'm a fucking genius and should get away with murder-drug charges-child abduction-whale penetration) Jr. in particular, were phenomenally committed and absolutely fantastic to watch. The animation/rotoscoping, contrary to a few reviews, was an engrossing visual tool and not a crutch for a lackluster script. The script was hilarious and endlessly quotable.
Spread your love July 7th between some P.K. Dick and Pirate lovin'. You'll be glad you did.
p.s. The Leonard Cohen docu-concert is worth seeing only for the all too brief Cohen interview and Rufus being the bitchy queen he is. Some of the performances were beautiful, but the editor should be sacked.
(I won the tickets from indie by calling. Which is never supposed to happen. They announced it on air, and I called in presuming I would not get through. But by presuming I made a pre out of you and me? Point is, I called and won. Afterwords I had a nice chat with TK driving from USC to SMC which mostly consisted of us quoting Anchorman. Thanks to Kim and Christine I've seen that movie a thousand plus times).
This is only the second premiere I've been to, and I can honestly say it's a hoopla I can get used to. My date and I almost missed it, however, due to traffic. The whole shebang was at the Ford Ampitheatre, which I don't think I've ever been to. I have a vague memory of seeing Peter and the Wolf there when I was maybe 4 or 5, but I think I'm confusing it with the Hollywood Bowl. They didn't actually seem to have my name on any list, but I said I won and they just believed me for some odd reason. I guess I have an honest face? An honest face that kinda wants to go to all the premieres durring the LA festival with the same line, "Oh, I won the tickets from Indie."
I didn't see Keanu, but I did catch Woody Harrelson on the stairs. And by catch I mean I caught him checking out my ass. Now clearly I mention this as a self serving gesture. And I understand how much this is a minor point to the story. But, seriously. If Woody Harrelson checked out YOUR ass, I think you'd make a little footnote in your Dear Diary you Pointy-finger-Pete.
I actually have a great desire to review this film more formally in another post. But, I think I will have to see it again to put the right phrasing to it. I will say that I loved it and that all the actors, Robert Downey (I'm a fucking genius and should get away with murder-drug charges-child abduction-whale penetration) Jr. in particular, were phenomenally committed and absolutely fantastic to watch. The animation/rotoscoping, contrary to a few reviews, was an engrossing visual tool and not a crutch for a lackluster script. The script was hilarious and endlessly quotable.
Spread your love July 7th between some P.K. Dick and Pirate lovin'. You'll be glad you did.
p.s. The Leonard Cohen docu-concert is worth seeing only for the all too brief Cohen interview and Rufus being the bitchy queen he is. Some of the performances were beautiful, but the editor should be sacked.