Oct 21, 2007 02:06
In response to jenn molholt, the muse and all around cool gal (not to mention beautiful)
1. Leave me a casual comment of no particular significance, like a lyric to your current favorite song, or your favorite kind of sandwich, maybe your favorite game. Any remark, meaningless or not.
2. I will respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better.
3. Update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. Include this explanation and offer to ask someone else in your own post.
5. When others respond with a desultory comment, you will ask them five questions.
1) What is it about The Princess Bride, exactly?
The Princess Bride is one of those movies that just sticks with you. It's also the first (and to date only) movie I've memories. Oh, other movies I've learned lots of, but at the high point (and still mostly now) i could recite the Princess Bride, starting from any line, all the way to the end, with perfect accuracy and idiom and timing (really. When we did it at PSU my sophomore year, I didn't bring my script to the first rehearsal because I didn't need it. i also went on to fix mistakes and be the vocal coach because I knew it so well).
Also, it's a damned great movie and hilarious. An all-star cast (minus Robin Wright, who went on to do great things, like Forrest Gump and Banging Sean Penn)and 70% of it is completely quotable by anyone with a modicum of memory. It's awesome. You know it is.
2) Is chivalry dead?
First, the philosophical: The fun thing about chivalry is that it never actually existed. My Midieval Studies prof was so keen on this fact. The whole idea of the midieval romance (as exemplified by people like Tristan & Isolude, Lancelot & Guineviere, and basically all Arthurian legends after 1625) is a complete fabrication to be laid at the feet of Chretien de Troyes. So blame him for it all. Now, as to the practical question, I'd like to say no. My father raised me to be polite. Yes, I may bitch and curse at people. Yes, I may hound them mercilessly over the most trivial matters. Yes, I'm kind of a jerk. But if i walk through a door in front of people, I always hold it open for them. If it's a group, I keep holding it until they're all through or one of them comes to replace me. I hold chairs for women. When I'm paying, I pay without looking at the bill. I'm always sure to thank someone when they're the one who prepared a meal. I try to stand up for people when they're being treated unfairly, both in person and behind their backs. I like to think I'm chivalrous.
3) What do you enjoy most about acting?
This is im relation to the next question, so maybe you should read that first (i wrote it first). The most enjoyable thing about acting is without a doubt that I do not have to deal with real life. Playing a character is seeing the world through their mindest, responding to challenges and ideas as they would. Being an actor means that you don't have to be yourself, at least, not just yourself. I'm convinced that most of us have inferiority complexes, and the ones who are all worshiped for their ability to "lose themselves in the character" are able to do that because they actually do lose themselves. At least in part. Method acting is simply becoming as much like your character as possible, to fully experience their life, and is one of the more prominent forms (notable practitioners: Christian Bale, Edward Norton). I often wonder if I'll actually lose myself, that is, I'll adopt traits from many different characters, but will have nothing that I can say is actually me.
4) Do you fear the real world?
Absolutely. It was the biggest fear I had while in college, and it remains to be so. The simple task of getting a job, earning money, and taking care of the little tiny things that make up life (bills, insurance, car, food, clothes, wallet, phone, computer) are completely beyond me. Well, not completely, since I'm dealing with them, but still. Ask me to imagine that I'm an Italian well-to-do cousin of a prince and best friends with the son of a big businessman, and a rival comes and challenges him to a duel and I have to defend him since he won't defend himself, sure, right, no problem, do you want to shoot it all at once or in segments?, but ask me to sit and figure a budget and make sure my checkbook is balanced and i have enough to take this pretty girl out and then find things to talk about and try to find other pretty girls, jesus christ. What am I doing here?
5) Do you have a favorite or vivid memory of me from high school? I realize this is a stolen question but I thought it was a good one and I'm curious.
I have a batch of vivid memories of you in school. A) I have a great memory, and B)You're my muse, c'mon, but the one I'll share with the general populace (lemme know if you want me to share more with you personally) is from 9th grade. It was a music festival, and you played piano. You were also the only Shanahanite dressed in something unique. It was a long black gown, and you looked amazing. I told you I'd been there the next Monday in Sr. Eileen's english class, where we sat in the back left. You sat to my left, Bridget Ward sat in front of me (I remember I caught her eye in that class because I knew what a claymore was, I also remember that when she and I started dating, the first thing her mother asked was whether or not I was an Orangeman), and Ian Sierry (or however) sat to my right. I was 14 and incredibly stupid, so instead of telling you how good you looked and how wonderfully you played, I told you something else instead, which was retarded then and is retarded now.
Also, I remember the Santos moment of which you spoke. I also remember being pretty jealous of him at the time. I was jealous a lot in high school, mostly a result of being completely ball-less enough to go for it with any of the girls that I wanted to get into a relationship with. Mike, though, he was hilarious. His inability to not smile was the source of endless amusemnt for me. I haven't talked to him since Chick's graduation. I wonder how he's doing.
Oh, Chick's started a band with Hainer and Ed Mysak, they're calling themselves Seven Car Pileup.