Well, dear readers, this week is flying by, like a gazelle having its tubes tied. Honestly, wasn’t it just Monday? And now it’s Thursday. What happened to Tuesday and Wednesday? I must say, when I am in writing mode the days don’t even register. And then I come to write these here notes and I just have no oomph and therefore the notes sit there like so much shakalaka fish. Ooh, I went Bollywood there for a minute, didn’t I? Maybe I should do the Bollywood version of the notes. Of course, if I did that the notes would be forty pages long, so maybe I won’t do the Bollywood version of the notes. All this talk of Bollywood makes me want to go watch that insane number from Gumnaam. Why am I going on about Bollywood? I’ve got to do something to give these here notes some oomph and sparkle and fizz (zzif, spelled backwards). Speaking of ziff, yesterday was a very odd day. I got up after a decent night’s sleep, and I made some fixes to what I wrote yesterday. I then began writing new pages, but I knew something was wrong because it was just taking me way too long to write them. I should know by now to stop when that happens. I did manage to write about seven pages, but I just couldn’t get with it. I then did the long jog, then picked up a couple of packages, got a sandwich, and came home, where I ate said sandwich. I then answered e-mails and had a couple of telephonic calls. I then decided I was feeling very logey so I sat on my couch like so much fish, trying to de-logey.
Yesterday, I watched a French motion picture from France, entitled The Corsican File (L’Enquete Corse). I got it because I’d liked the soundtrack CD and the film sounded like fun. Then I read some imdb comments that basically said the film was totally unfunny and awful. As usual, they were wrong. It’s certainly not a great film, but it’s quite enjoyable and occasionally pretty amusing. Like the superior Bienvenue Chez L’Chtis, the comedy comes from the specific behavior of a region and its people, this time Corsica. I like that sort of comedy. And the cast is terrific, especially the two leads, Jean Reno and Christian Clavier. The aforementioned score is by Alexandre Desplat with many homages to John Barry and Henry Mancini. The DVD is fairly wretched – it’s a scope picture and the DVD is enhanced for widescreen, but the image is so ugly and soft and the contrast is so blown out that it looks like VHS. I just don’t understand it, frankly, not in this day and age and not for this new a film (2004). Still and all, it was a pleasantly pleasant 94 minutes.
It was still pretty early when I finished the film, so I came back to Ye Olde Computer and read what I wrote earlier. And I was right – it just wasn’t good. I’d gone off on some weird tangent I thought might work, but it really didn’t work at all. So, I rewrote six of the seven pages in their entirety – it actually wasn’t too difficult, and now it’s much better and, more importantly, much more right. I shall try not to let that happen again, going off on some weird tangent.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because I am quite stuffed up and I feel that if we don’t click on the Unseemly Button below I must just go Bollywood and do a musical number called Shakalaka Fish.
Of course, after watching Om Shanti Om, I learned what “fish” means in a Bollywood film (think an American “F” word). So, if there were to be a Bollywood film of Benjamin Kritzer, I wonder how they’d do “What is it, fish?”
Today, if I’m to do the long jog I must do it early, and then if I’m to write I must do it early, for I have a long four-hour work session in the Dale of Glen for the long musical. I think the first two hours will be fun (with the composer and lyricist) and I think the second two hours will be more like work. I plan to be done by five and on my way home.
Tomorrow is Friday and other than writing the day is mine all mine and I’m completely jiggy with that. I’m not sure what’s happening on the weekend. I may go see Miss Julie Wilson at the Gardenia – I’ve been invited and I think it might be fun.
Let’s all put on our pointy party hats and our colored tights and pantaloons, let’s all break out the cheese slices and the ham chunks, let’s dance the Hora and the Boogaloo, for today is the birthday of occasional dear reader Elan, who will most certainly not be eating the ham chunks. So, let’s give a big haineshisway.com birthday cheer to occasional dear reader Elan. On the count of three: One, two, three – A BIG HAINESHISWAY.COM BIRTHDAY CHEER TO OCCASIONAL DEAR READER ELAN!!!
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, maybe do the long jog, try to write, and then have a long work session for the long musical. Today’s topic of discussion: If you could travel to one place that you’ve never been to, where would you go and why and what would you do whilst there? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst we all sing the newest Bollywood sensation, Shakalaka Fish (insert twelve minute Bollywood number here).