You know, I know this is going to sound profound, but I like being in the market, because you can't make any money in it if you're not in it; but it sure is nice sometimes, that feeling of knowing you're not in it. Or not in it as much. Sometimes being out, feels so nice, I get a teentso wave of paranoia that I mightof forgotten if I really made the calls. And I have to think really hard, or call them. Which goes over real good. "Do I own any stock? Thank you. Yes, I know my account number." I'm sure some of you don't have this problem, but for me, it's all too real. ADHD and early squirrel consumption. I once worked for a grocery store, and left it unlocked all night. About 4:55 a.m., Steve the cop calls me and says, "I'm in the store." "Yeah??" "No. I'm in the store." I ripped across town in my pj's, but it was too late. The bitch of a manager had just arrived for her a.m. shift; and I had to admit it, this time she had my cornnuts in a sling.
Squirrel brain. So I asked Mary Jane, did I like "Belle Epoque"? "Yes." What was the kinda cool movie we just saw? "Swingers." What was that film about Australia? "Sirens?" No, though I do think I remember some completely beautiful vignette scenes that reminded me that 20 years ago I wanted to make films, ~ such as a snake climbing a table ~ "The Country Doctor?" Yeah, that was it. Not great, but fun, and the set design, costuming etc, were extraordinarily "on", if I recall. It's interesting when you can tell that the people in art direction are obsessed with their work. I also liked "Mediterreanea" a whole bunch. Beautiful. And, it's taken, oh, 5 years or so to see it, but I would like to see "Il Postino" again.
I liked the scene in "Shampoo" where Jack Warden walks by Warren's cycle and starts into "Born Free..."
When film is right, it is SO right. Wonders. |
