Well, dear readers, the sun is once again shining here in Los Angeles, California. I am currently choosing selections to read for the book signing tomorrow evening (I wanted different selections than the last signings I’ve done). I do hope some of you Los Angeles dear readers will be there – it’s a Barnes and Noble at The Grove, which is located at the Farmer’s Market on Third and Fairfax. It begins at 7:00 sharp. I’m really looking forward to this particular signing, since it’s located on the site that used to be the Gilmore Drive-In, in which an actual scene in the book takes place. Isn’t that exciting? Isn’t that just too too?
Last night I watched two count them two excellent motion pictures. One, I hadn’t seen since it came out, and one is a new film. The older film is entitled The War Game, a documentary from Peter Watkins that is sadly as devastating and timely today as it was back in 1965. It is only 47 minutes long but it is as harrowing and powerful as any feature-length film. Basically, it’s about what would happen if a nuclear bomb, a weapon of mass destruction, was dropped on a small English town. So, while it is done as a documentary, the action is all “staged” but staged so brilliantly and realistically that you will actually believe you’re watching a real documentary. Unfortunately, it’s only available on a PAL DVD at this time, but hopefully a smart company like Criterion will bring it out here, perhaps coupled with one or more of Mr. Watkins’ other films. Then I watched Mr. Steven Spielberg’s Catch Me If You Can, which I found totally delightful in just about every way. The fact that this film is only up for two count them two Academy Awards shows just how bankrupt that esteemed organization has become. I guess Dreamworks didn’t send out enough goodies to the voters. It would be lovely to see Mr. Walken win the award, and Mr. Williams’ score is my favorite this year next to Far From Heaven. At times the film reminded me of one I liked when I was a wee sprig of a twig of a tad of a lad of a youth – The Great Imposter. In any case, I really liked it a lot, although I wish Mr. Spielberg would go back to one of his other cameraman – this current guy loves all that diffusion and smoke and shafts of light and I’m rather bored by it.
What am I, Ebert and Roeper all of a sudden? Oh, let’s all click on the Unseemly Button below, shall we?
I enjoyed all your comments on Overtures yesterday, and it makes me want to go make a third CD to include some of the ones you reminded me of that I didn’t include on the two CDs that I made.
I don’t have much else to report at this time. Yes, you heard it here, dear readers, I do not have much else to report at this time, although I may have more to report at another time. But, a this time, I do not have much else to report therefore I cannot report much else at this time.
Has anyone noticed that I just spent an entire paragraph saying that didn’t have much else to report at this time? And now, I’m apparently spending another paragraph mentioning the fact that I spent a paragraph talking about the fact that I didn’t have much else to report at this time.
Has anyone noticed that I just spent an entire paragraph mentioning the fact that I just spent an entire paragraph talking about the fact that I’d just spent an entire paragraph talking about the fact that I didn’t have much else to report at this time? This is like one of those mirror things, where you see into infinity and beyond, not necessarily in that order.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, because frankly I am dizzy from the last three paragraphs and I can write no more. I must do errands and catch up on bill-paying and whatnot, and then I must practice for my reading and signing tomorrow night. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Wednesday, Ask BK Day, the day in which you get to ask me your excellent questions. So, ask away, and discuss whatever else you feel like discussing, and I shall check in often to see whassup.