feed the hole

Jun 05, 2002 21:14

I spent a delightful evening watching Romeo is Bleeding, a fine film that Tower Records had the poor taste to toss into the bargain DVD big, and eating salmon steak salad (I have this bizarre habit of cooking for two and thus have to find novel uses for leftovers). Ignoring for a moment the movie's fantastic soundtrack, excellent script, and fine acting, I think the casting in this flick was remarkable. Gary Oldman always comes through, but every character is perfection (Roy Scheider giving the performance of his lifetime (fuck Jaws and Seaquest DSV)).

A half-hour into the flick, one of the fellows who answered my online personal called me back. The conversation was short and fragmented; the phone connection was shit and he was frequently interrupted by people in the background (he is watching a sibling's kids while she and her husband are on vacation). I sometimes wonder how much of a prick I am for not being attracted to guys who come off as even moderately effeminate, whether this is indicative of insecurity on my own part. Regardless, I do not know what the next step is. I am not terribly interested in hanging out with him as he babysits for the next four days, so I suppose things are on hold until next week.

Speaking of voices, he is the second person as of late to make note of the timbre of my voice. What the fuck? It's not like I sound like James Earl Jones.

masculinity, movies, my love life, neurosis

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