Well, dear readers, it is raining, raining, raining (that is three rainings), and the old man is snoring because it is pouring. I like it, and I sleep very well when it rains. For example, last night the minute my head hit the pillow I was asleep. First of all, why did my head hit the pillow? What did the pillow ever do to my head to deserve such treatment? Nonetheless, my head hit the pillow and I was out like a light. Yesterday we had a standard Los Angeles rain – it would rain for ten minutes, then not rain for two hours, then rain for ten minutes, etc. However, since late last night we have had non-stop rain, and it is coming down with gusto. I mean, listen to the rain on the roof go pit-pit-a-pat – oh, a Sondheim reference.
Last night I finished watching the film entitled 8 Women, which wins the Hainsies/Kimlets award for strangest film of the year (actually last year – and actually released in France the year before). It is totally weird, but I rather liked it a lot and will watch it again. It’s as if Agatha Christie met Jacques Demy and off they went to Douglas Sirk and Ross Hunter’s house. In fact, the entire film takes place in a house (it’s based on a play). The cast is amazing, with Catherine Deneuve, Danielle Darrieux, Fanny Ardent, Isabelle Hupert and four other terrific actresses. It’s a murder mystery/musical/soap opera/comedy. The musical numbers sort of just pop in every now and then and are all French pop songs from the sixties and seventies. It’s all done in high style, the film looks incredible with lush Technicolor photography, beautiful costumes and lovely settings. It’s oddly touching, very funny at times, and I really liked the songs. It’s off-the-wall to be certain, but in a good way.
What am I, Ebert and Roeper all of a sudden? The rain is coming down even harder now. Isn’t that exciting? Isn’t that just too too? I think we should all click on the Unseemly Button below so we can see if it’s raining on the other side of these here notes.
It’s raining, it’s pouring, and yes, the fershluganah old man is still snoring. Damn them, damn them all to hell. Today I must brave the rain and drive to Grant Geissman’s house to lay down some of the Meltz and Ernest songs so they can be orchestrated by the marvelous David Siegel.
My goodness, it is really raining out there. I think I shall open the blinds so I can see it as well as hear it. Wait one moment, won’t you?
My goodness, it is really raining out there and now I can see it as well as hear it. Normally, there is a constant parade of people walking their various and sundried dogs, or skateboarding or parents playing with their children outside, but the street is deserted today.
The book finally went off to the publisher via Fed Ex yesterday, so I don’t have to think about that until I see our first galley, which should be in about four to six weeks. I must say, because of our Doug Storm interview, I have been looking at that broadway.com board (as well as the other chat board that is popular with the populace) and I must say it made me even more grateful and proud of what we do here. Even if things get a bit tense or snippy because opinions are at opposite ends, it’s never like it is on those other boards. We are civilized, we are adult, and most of all, we are fun. Damn them, damn them all to hell.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must shower and anoint myself with balms and gileads and rare oils and perfumes from the Orient. What the hell am I talking about? I must drive in the rain (I love to drive in the rain, aside from the crazy drivers one has to watch out for – isn’t if funny that people totally forget how to drive when it rains?), I must record songs, I must come home and eat various and sundried foodstuffs, and then who knows what. Say, if who knows what does what know who? Just asking. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Wednesday – Ask BK Day, the day in which you get to ask your excellent questions. Ask away, dear readers, and I shall provide you with the best answers that I can. I’ll be checking in often so let’s have lots of interesting questions and posts.