Well, dear readers, here I sit like so much fish, having had a late-night snack of scrambled eggs in a tiny tortilla – very good, as late-night snacks go. In fact, that was the kind of stuff I ate all day long – tiny tortillas with cheese and hot sauce, then two low-cal no-fat hot dogs – that was about it but it tasted good and kept me full and the calorie count was pretty decent. Well, I got all the food intake out of the way in the very first paragraph of these here notes.
Yesterday, I got nine hours of blessed sleep, then got up, answered e-mails and stuff like that. Then I moseyed on over to the Apple Store for my appointment at the Genius Bar. They actually got to me early and I had a very nice gent. They ended up simply replacing my old iPhone 6-plus, which I then promptly sold back to them for a two hundred- dollar credit. That covered the tax I spent on the new iPhone two days ago and gave me an additional credit. Not sure what I’ll use it for, but it’s nice to have.
After that, I came home and ate the part one of my small meals – two tiny tortillas with cheese, onions, and hot sauce, very good. Then I had to drive to NoHo to pick up something. I guess I didn’t get the word that it was some fershluganah food truck day – Lankershim was blocked off near the Federal all the way up to the freeway and parking was impossible. Unfortunately I said I’d meet the fellow from whom I was picking up the something in front of the Federal. I had to park three long blocks away. I picked up what I had to pick up and got the HELL out of there. I came back home, had a telephonic conversation and did some work on the computer. Then I had the second of my light meals – the two hot dogs with some onions and mustard. After that, I finally sat on my couch like so much fish.
Last night, I watched a motion picture entitled Eyewitness, starting Sigourney Weaver, William Hurt, James Woods, and Christopher Plummer, made in 1981. This was Peter Yates’ follow up film to Breaking Away, written by that film’s screenwriter, Steve Tesich, who was all the rage back then. Eyewitness, with its breathless photo of Weaver as a newswoman holding a microphone, looking terrified, with William Hurt behind her also looking terrified, was touted loudly as a THRILLER, and a jump out of your seat thriller, at that. Well, no. First off, the photo on the poster is posed and there is not a single scene in the film where that action happens. Nor are there any thrills, unless you consider fake-out loud dog barks and loud doorbells thrilling. The script is actually ludicrous – horrible writing, terrible characters you don’t give a damn about because they’re kind of jerks, and a murder plot so perfunctory it may as well not be there. Perhaps it wasn’t written as a thriller, but whatever it was written as it is, for me, a complete failure on every level. The direction is bland, the culprit you can figure out thirty minutes into the film because – you’ve met all the characters and it can only be one of the handful and once you narrow that down it’s blatantly obvious, and even that is revealed twenty minutes prior to the ending. The actors, not a one of them, have a chance in this putrid outing. Of course you’ll find the usual suspects on the imdb who think this is an unjustly neglected gem – well, no, it’s not. The film tanked at the box-office, although it did get some okay reviews, which is hard to believe. I’d always heard it was terrible so I’d stayed away all these years, but I’m here to tell you it’s just as terrible as I’d heard. Highly NOT recommended by the likes of me.
After that, I heard the master for our next release and had a couple of issues with it that I’m hoping can be addressed today and addressed easily. And we have to make a few adjustments on the packaging, too, but it should all be ready by tomorrow at the latest. Then I listened to some music, had another telephonic call, and my scrambled eggs and tortillas.
Today, I shall do the morning stuff, then I’ll have something to eat, I’ll hopefully pick up some packages, and then we have our first Kritzerland rehearsal.
The rest of the week is meetings and meals, our second Kritzerland rehearsal, seeing a show, our stumble-through, and then sound check and show.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, do stuff, eat, hopefully pick up packages, have a rehearsal, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your favorite films with William Hurt, Sigourney Weaver, and Christopher Plummer? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy to have had a nice late-night snack of scrambled eggs and tiny tortillas.