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Monday, January 5th, 2009
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9:27 pm - Because I don't know how not to
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I don't really update this anymore, since the rest of my life is spent entirely writing on the Internet and I just don't have it in me when I'm done working. But I don't really know how to end a year without doing this, and I type faster than I write, so...
1. What did you do in 2008 that you'd never done before? Saw all the Oscar nominees before the Oscars, made out with someone in the state of South Carolina, threw a dance party for my birthday, went on a vacation in the tropics without my family, moved an entire bed without use of a car, participated in a podcast, saw more than 100 movies, worked from home regularly, rode a bike to work regularly, wore glasses regularly, stood on a red carpet, felt a tiny tiny part of an avant-garde theater community, used all my sick days, voted for a winning President, joined a critic's group (two, actually), voted on awards, quit a full-time job, stood in a line that wrapped around the block to get into a movie, attended a cocktail party where actual famous people were guests, pet a sheep, attending the Belmont Stakes, campaigned for a candidate, read a graphic novel, twittered
2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year? The annual one seems to be actually using the gym passes that I buy myself, so that will continue this year. I also remember wanting to ride my bike a lot more when the weather got warmer, and I did a great job of that.
3. Did anyone close to you give birth? Katie Honeycutt, Joey's sister... I even got live e-mails from the delivery room, and got to meet the baby weeks later.
4. Did anyone close to you die? No.
5. What countries did you visit? The Bahamas. My passport is tragically underused these days.
6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008? A social network that feels less scattered and consisting of random connections... the notion of a "friend group" still has a weird appeal.
7. What date from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory, and why? Has to be November 4... nothing, nothing will ever feel like 11 p.m. that night when the entire world went nuts, and everyone in the room with me cried.
8. What was your biggest achievement of the year? Becoming a member of the New York Film Critics Online, and not embarrassing myself when I met all the other members.
9. What was your biggest failure? Maybe not writing more than I was proud of... so much of what I get done is so rushed I'm not really even sure what it winds up being.
10. Did you suffer illness or injury? I scraped the hell out of my shin at Michael's house back in September and it's still scarred. The injury I will most remember in 2008 is when Steve sliced his hand open carving the Obama pumpkin.
11. What was the best thing you bought? A new computer... a necessity, but a great one.
12. Whose behavior merited celebration? Aaron, for going in with me on a really ridiculous birthday party. And Liz, for being one great roommate, and Anna, for being another. And the entire Obama family.
13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed? The entire cast of the Hills has really started to irritate me, just because they're famous and rich and that's ridiculous.
14. Where did most of your money go? Rent, booze, one night in the hotel at the Atlantis.
15. What did you get really, really, really excited about? Every time I brought Michael back to the South, going on two separate two-week vacations in August and December, starting the Cinema Blend job, going to the NYFCO vote and meeting Dana Stevens, moving in with Anna, trips to the beer garden in Astoria (I guess I'm easy to please), the Sheep and Wool festival in Rhinebeck, episodes of Mad Men and Lost, election night and the several weeks of insanity that preceded it, being on the local news in Aiken, redesigning the Film Journal website right before I left, Milk, Wall-E, The Dark Knight, the new Indiana Jones (before I actually saw it), having lunch with my favorite Oscar blogger, riding my bike on beautiful days, having my parents and siblings and lots of other people visiting me, the Belmont Stakes (before I sat in the blazing sun for 8 hours), each of the Lindbergh installments but especially the first one, dressing up as Joan Holloway for Halloween, canvassing for Obama in Pennsylvania, new episodes of 30 Rock, going dancing with Tom and Nicole the night she spilled both of my drinks on the floor, visiting Charlotte any number of times, picnicking with Tom and Rachel and Karen in the park on a beautiful day, when it snowed the day I was decorating for the Christmas party, the Christmas party, the birthday dance party
16. What song will always remind you of 2008? The Wall-E soundtrack (probably particularly "Put On Your Sunday Clothes"), "Single Ladies" by Beyonce, all the new MGMT songs especially "Time to Pretend" and the still-weird version of "Kids"
17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
i. happier or sadder? as happy but lonelier given the new job, which is strange
ii. thinner or fatter? a little bit fatter... gotta get on that
iii. richer or poorer? Hmm... maybe the same. But I haven't paid taxes yet.
18. What do you wish you'd done more of? Just like last year, DANCING. I am going to start rallying troops on a weekly basis until this changes.
19. What do you wish you'd done less of? Sitting in my apartment at 5 p.m. on a Friday, having been in the house all day and wondering why I don't have any plans.
20. Did you fall in love in 2008? Stayed in love at least.
21. How many one-night stands? One-night stand free since 2005!
22. What was your favorite TV program? MAD MEN.
23. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year? Getting to know more of my colleagues in the online film world has resulted in disliking more of them, sadly.
24. What was the best book you read? Watchmen
25. What was your greatest musical discovery? Bootsy Collins' Christmas album
26. What did you want and get? Loong vacations and time spent in the outdoors, the courage to ride my bike in the city, a great vacation with Michael, a job I'm 100% proud of, a place in the community of film critics and journalists in this city, however small
27. What did you want and not get? A.O. Scott to be my best friend. Maybe that should be a resolution for 2009.
28. What was your favorite film of this year? Wall-E. Full top ten is here.
29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you? I was in Edisto with my family, and at midnight we were sitting up and Michael gave me my present so he could show off his good taste to my mom and sister (it worked). That day we went on a boat ride to pick up shrimp for dinner, and I got really mad when we went so fast over the rough water and it terrified me. Everyone came over for dinner, which was shrimp and fried okra and tomato pie. Best birthday dinner ever.
30. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? An ability to be alone without being lonely.
31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008? It's increasingly becoming "layers," as I keep refusing to throw stuff out but none of it actually looks good on its own
32. What kept you sane? Spending Sundays cooking and cleaning the apartment (I continue to be a very boring person), e-mails and phone calls with Joey, living with people I can talk to about whatever, being able to run over to Michael's and not have to work for a while, riding my bike, leaving the city for long stretches and not thinking about movies for a while, really really good movies, and... uh... drinking.
33. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? Zac Efron, briefly. But mostly the ever-reliable McAvoy and Hugh Jackman, who makes me happy just by existing.
34. What political issue stirred you the most? Oh, the election, definitely.
35. Who did you miss? Family and friends in the South, where I really figure I have to live again some day.
36. Who was the best new person you met? Ed Douglas has been like my shepherd through professional life. Without him befriending me, I wouldn't know half the interesting people I do now.
37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008. Fake it 'til you make it. I'll let you know when I get to the "make it" part.
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| Tuesday, August 5th, 2008
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1:19 am - an open question for anyone who still reads this
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In September, I will be living in my current apartment by myself, with no roommate, while I wait to move somewhere new. I will also have no Internet access because the neighbors with whom I share Internet will have moved. It's not worth getting Internet for myself, since I'll be moving in a month and that requires setting my apartment up for cable, etc., which is a weeks-long process. But I'll be working from home, which means I'll need constant Internet access to get my job done.
So... what do I do? Options include overstaying my welcome at local coffee shops that offer free wi-fi, overstaying my welcome at my boyfriend's house (who works from home), or... um... I'm out of ideas. Seriously, anyone know anything about jacking Internet and can help me out?
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| Friday, June 13th, 2008
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10:51 pm
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I hate cable news coverage as a rule, but damn if Tim Russert's passing doesn't break my heart. On Father's Day weekend, as the daughter of a man two years older than Russert, I can't help but be a little terrified too.
Come Election Night, I'm really gonna miss that whiteboard.
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| Monday, June 2nd, 2008
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10:13 pm
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Today I biked:
Down Riverside Drive and the West Side bike path from my house (107th street) to my office (9th street).
Up to a movie screening on 57th street from my office (through midtown traffic!)
Back to my office (through Times Square!)
Back to Times Square for another screening.
From Times Square back home on the surprisingly serene Central Park West bike path.
I am so goddamn proud of myself. I've had the bike since last October, and thus far have only worked up the guts to bike around the UWS and occasionally on the West Side bike path on the weekends. I worked up the guts today to ride the bike for work, and even though I kept giving myself outs, options to take the subway on my other errands for the day, I never did it! I biked 14 miles today all told, which is, like, nothing by Anna standards, but way more than I've ever biked before.
My ass hurts. But I think I'm hooked. Biking is way fun, it turns out. But also way sweaty. Need to figure out how to not reek all the time.
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| Thursday, May 22nd, 2008
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5:26 pm - Wes We Can
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Goddamn Wesleyan. Way to get a good commencement speaker, lose him to medical issues, and get the commencement speaker to trump all. I'm jealous, though I'm also glad my graduation didn't feature Secret Service.
Please let someone liveblog this. Please?
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| Saturday, May 3rd, 2008
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7:48 am
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I don't see movies in movie theaters much, and when I do it's fun to get out there and see how people are actually reacting to the things I write about and obsess over every day. It's one thing to talk to a publicist who says "Yeah, people are really excited about Kung Fu Panda," and another to hear people actually cheer for the trailer.
Last night's 10 p.m. screening of Iron Man was raucous and hilarious throughout, but perhaps the best part came during the trailers, when The Dark Knight trailer came up and people went totally ballistic. As soon as the grayscale Warner Bros. logo came up, the cheering was so loud you couldn't hear anything on the screen. The trailer, which I hadn't seen before, was damn good too. I've been reporting for months on the fan frenzy around this movie, but seeing it in person was surprisingly gratifying. I love, love, love summer movie season.
Iron Man was pretty good, too, though it's less fun to see robot-humans do battle than actual humans. I may be in the minority on this. I've had a crush on Robert Downey Jr. since I was like 8, and last night guaranteed that the crush will continue for a long long time.
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| Thursday, May 1st, 2008
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10:46 am
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Every now and then, I'll walk out of a movie screening feel light on my feet, exhilirated and excited. It's only happened like twice this year, which might be why my job is less fun now than it was back in November. It takes a lot for a movie to lift me up, remind me why I got into this to begin with, make me excited to write about what I've just seen.
But when I do an interview, it happens every time. I turn off my recorder, get up and shake the interviewee's hand (or hang up the phone), and feel like doing a fist pump. Not because I've done such a great interview, or because I got such a scoop, but because it's just fun. Picking someone's brain about their movie, or whatever it is they're working on, getting to ask the questions you might just roll over and over in your head otherwise.
Yesterday I interviewed the director and the subjects of a movie called Surfwise, about a family of nine children who were all raised in this tiny camper and taught to be the best surfers in the country. The family itself is fascinating, and the documentary is really well made. But sitting down with the parents of the family, who I'd just seen in the film, and chatting with one of the children (they're all grown now) outside before the interview, was just thrilling. And it was all the more so because they were really passionate about the film. It's one thing to go to a junket and lob questions at Keira Knightley for 10 minutes, but to sit down with an unknown director who's genuinely thrilled that you like his movie-- it feels like you share something, like you know each other through some strange connection.
I probably should have realized this back when I was the only person at the Argus who actually enjoyed doing Wes Celeb interviews. But beyond writing about movies, I really enjoy talking about them, and interviewing in general.
So I think when I grow up I need to be Terry Gross, the NPR interviewer. She researches interesting people, talks to them, and puts the interview on the radio. I have no idea how to get this job, short of killing Terry Gross, but it really seems like the plan of action.
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| Sunday, April 13th, 2008
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11:05 pm
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Last night I went back to Wesleyan for the first time since graduation last May. I wasn't particularly looking forward to dragging my ass back up there, but literally every member of The American Story Project who has not graduated college yet was involved in Big Love, the faculty theater show, so it was essentially a requirement that I go. Jess agreed to drive if we all took the train to Scarsdale, there was a crew of us going, and all in all, it was a painless way to get there and back over the course of an evening.
The weather was lovely, the car ride was rockin' (I don't care what you say, Motown songs that everyone knows the words to are superior road trip music), we picked up dinner from Typhoon and ate it in the CFA courtyard (with a quick trip into Usdan to steal plastic forks-- so shiny and nice!), and saw probably my favorite faculty theater production ever at Wesleyan. It was funny, it was sexy, it had songs and dances, it had amazing performances from the actors who are actually part of my theater company, and it was just fun. Sometimes plays can be fun to work on as well as fun to watch. I forget that sometimes.
All in all, a nice visit. I stopped thinking of Wesleyan as any kind of home a long time ago, but being back was comfortable and pleasant and filled with enough familiar faces to be like a little reunion. And just the sheer pleasure of being outdoors on a spring evening without paranoidly watching my purse-- that's a small pleasure I'd entirely forgotten about.
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| Thursday, April 10th, 2008
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1:35 am
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As some of you may know, Michael is one of those kids who is really into music, and knows all the cool bands before the rest of us do. So, of course, he has the MGMT album, and has told me it's really good and apparently that they're a big deal, whatever that means.
Tonight he played me the version of "Kids" that's on their new album. It's been jazzed up a lot in every way, with basically a much fuller, much more mixed version of the song. I, of course, was like "This sounds nothing like 'Kids' at all!" and played him the original version. Side by side it was clear that the song we spent four years dancing to was mixed in a dorm room at Westco, while the new one is, uh, a song a professional sound mixer would create (apparently the guy who works with the Flaming Lips helped make the album).
I feel a little too far from my Wesleyan days to reflect profoundly on how strange it is to be two years out of Wesleyan and still be playing people "Kids" for the first time, or to hear a totally different version of a song you know by heart, and feel you own so personally, even though you spoke to Beno that one time and don't know the other kid's name at all. It's been a long time since I've had a profoundly Wesleyan moment, since most of my experiences and friends from there have rolled themselves into my life here. But once in a while there's just cause for reminiscing, and where better to do that than this much-neglected LJ?
Things with me are good, by the way. Next week I'm going home for my dad's surprise 60th birthday party, and bringing Michael with me. It's going to be fantastic. This is the time of year when I watch the Masters and feel desperately homesick, and this year I actually get to go home! It's a golf season miracle.
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| Monday, March 17th, 2008
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9:41 pm - Happy St. Patrick's Day, everyone
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| Wednesday, March 5th, 2008
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2:48 pm
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What the fuck is up with people all of a sudden saying if their candidate doesn't win the Dem primary, they won't vote? I've been seeing it all over the Internet today, and it makes me furious. It's mostly Obama fans, of course, faced with the reality that this race may not turn out in their (our? I don't even know anymore) favor.
Come on. If you are a committed Democrat, or committed to democracy in any way, you don't just pout in a corner when you don't get your candidate. We all know Clinton and Obama have virtually identical platforms, and that once in office both would probably do pretty much the same work. And we all know how difficult it has been for the Democrat-controlled Congress to get much done with a Republican in the White House, and how much more could happen with Democrats in two branches.
It's stuff like this that makes me worry that this protracted primary season isn't actually good for the party, and has resulted in the infighting and ideological blindness that usually happens between Democrats and Republicans. Not since high school have I sat in a group of friends and not expressed my political views because I knew I would be outnumbered, and possibly shouted down.
I'm so sick of this entire process. I'm utterly convinced that any candidate is both capable of being elected and capable of doing a good job once in office. I've felt myself on the brink of Obama support since January, but can't fully get on board. I voted for Hillary over a month ago-- it seems like years-- but am truly disappointed in her campaign tactics. When I see poll results come in, I feel elated that she gets votes but disappointed that we still don't have a candidate.
I just can't care anymore. Hand me a ballot in November, let me vote for the Democrat, and let the rest sort itself out.
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| Wednesday, February 20th, 2008
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12:12 am
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I know I write about celebrity encounters all the time on here, both because those are the stories I most enjoy telling and because it's much more interesting than the other details of my life ("And then Michael and I went to Bed Bath and Beyond, and I found a magnetic knife strip for the wall!") But today has been an especially strange day, with one press junket that included the star of my current favorite TV obsession, one phone interview with the star of several of my favorite TV shows ever, and then a movie screening also held in the same location as some kind of premiere shindig for A Raisin in the Sun, the TV movie. It was that last part that was unexpected, and also made my day totally strange. So here's the list of celebrities I have talked to and/or seen today:
Dennis Quaid
Matthew Fox
Sigourney Weaver
Jason Segel
Audra McDonald
L.L. COOL J
The last one gets all caps, because it was random and hilarious (the Raisin in the Sun premiere). And the doorman who let him in the theatre then turned to me and said "Oh shit, that was L.L. Cool J!" Fact.
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| Monday, February 11th, 2008
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11:26 pm
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Celebrities: they're not like us. Don't listen to what US Weekly tells you; they're really, really not. Today I went to a press junket for The Other Boleyn Girl, an incredibly silly movie about Anne Boleyn and Henry the VIII that involves lots of corsets and bad English accents and tearful gazes. Anyway, it stars Natalie Portman, Scarlett Johansson and Eric Bana, all of whom were in town for the junket. It was supposed to be roundtables, which is 10 journalists sitting around a table with a particular star, but it turned into a press conference, which is a star or two sitting at a table in front of a room of journalists yelling questions. You know, like on "The West Wing," except with even more obnoxious questions, if you can believe it. In that situation I usually just sit back and listen, since so few people get to ask questions and I rarely have any pressing questions, especially for a movie like this one that I just didn't like.
Anyway. The point is that right before Eric Bana walked in the room, I stood up to put my tape recorder on the table where he would be sitting. And then he came in, and stood two feet away from me, and didn't even make eye contact with me but... whoah. Celebrities are not like us. They exude sex. They are higher life forms than we, for some mystical reason. I probably wouldn't have thought this had Eric Bana not seemed like a decent enough guy, and I haven't thought this about all celebrities (Paul Dano exudes nothing), but man... Eric Bana. I just thought of that scene in Knocked Up, where all the guys are in the club and they toast Eric Bana for what he did for the Jews in Munich. Yeah. He's a guy with that kind of power.
My actual life, which involves very few press junkets, is nice right now. Taking tap dancing lessons, working on a series of four plays with the American Story Project, working a lot. The Bahamas trip was excellent, though not at all like we expected it to be. And yesterday was Chinese New Year, and I went downtown with a motley crew and ate dumplings and shot off confetti cannons. Honestly, Chinese New Year is becoming one of my favorite holidays.
I've been feeling strangely homesick, which I think is mostly a product of February weather and spending last Friday watching a play about evangelical Christians and then going to a bar that heavily featured country music. Don't laugh, but I've been listening to a lot of Dolly Parton, and it helps somehow. My fantasy right now is to quit my job at some point this year during the warm weather months, and go home for about two weeks before starting my next job. If nothing else, the boredom of being there for two weeks will snap me out of this silly fantasy of wanting to move there any time soon.
I'm excited about Valentine's Day because it will involve a press screening of Forgetting Sarah Marshall, some sort of meal (probably home-cooked) with Michael, and "Lost." Nothing else. And then the next day the candy hearts are on sale half-off, and the Cadbury eggs go on sale.
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| Friday, February 1st, 2008
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12:32 am
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Lost came back--yay!!!! And it was a legitimately great episode, and there are all these new questions, and we now know that the show is heading in a definitive direction. Well, it's heading there-- who knows how much of it we'll get to see this season, given the strike and all. Still, I'm so thrilled to have this back. My Thursdays finally have meaning! And there was a serious lack of attractive men in my TV life, and now, oh my Lord. An embarassment of muscled riches.
Tomorrow Michael and I are leaving to go on a cruise to the Bahamas, that is, provided we get out of the airport thanks to the big-ass storm heading this way. Sigh... this seems to be a family curse, picking bad weather days to leave town. I'm optimistic, though, and hopeful that by this time tomorrow I will be drinking a rum-based drink outdoors, and probably not wearing shoes.
The first Lindbergh play, last weekend, went great. I will publicize the next one better and try to talk you all into coming.
Yup, that's pretty much it.
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| Tuesday, January 22nd, 2008
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6:08 pm
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It's been a strange day. I went to work late so I could stay home and watch the Oscar nominations announcement, and then immediately after realized it was time to mail in my absentee ballot for the South Carolina primary. After a long day of being exhausted at work, the news breaks that Heath Ledger has died.
None of these things have anything to do with each other, obviously, but they all feel important right now. I was going to write a big post about how all my Oscar nominations were wrong, and then another about who I decided to vote for, and now all anyone is talking about is the untimely death of an actor many of us really admired. So I'm not really sure what to say anymore. Just that I'm sad, I guess, and I wonder what I'll find when I walk through Soho (where Ledger died) tonight after work.
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| Sunday, January 6th, 2008
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12:34 pm
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Something I forgot to say about Obama's Iowa speech that I think hit me harder than anything: the crowd is actually chanting "U.S.A! U.S.A!" A crowd full of young Democrats, earnestly chanting what has been used for the last 8 years as a derisive, ironic attack on the "suckers" who still believe in America as a force of good, as a force of promise.
Who ever thought we would see that again?
Reading Frank Rich's and Maureen Dowd's columns this morning, it's clear they're both falling hard for Obama. I like this passage from Dowd: "Obama’s vague optimism and smooth-jazz modernity came together in a spectacular fusion with the deep yearning of Democrats who have suffered through heartbreaking losses in the last two elections with uninspiring candidates. Often unable to surf the electricity he sparked over the last year, Obama has now put on his laurel wreath and dropped his languid pose, tapping directly into what he calls the “fire burning” across the country — the dream of a cool, smart, elegant, reasonable, literary, witty, decent “West Wing” sort of president who won’t bankrupt us or endanger us or co-opt our rights or put a black hood on the Constitution."
It's true. If there were ever a rejoinder against the blah campaign from John Kerry, it's Obama.
Gah. It's hard out here for an undecided voter. I'm glad I've never been in this position in the real election.
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| Friday, January 4th, 2008
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12:19 pm - a revelation
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The video below put a lump in my throat:
I guess in the amount of time I spent not wanting to think about the election, I failed to really form an opinion other than that I believed Hillary would be a stronger leader and was more qualified for the job. But seeing the excitement surrounding Obama right now, and the strong belief that he could actually mean real change... it's inspiring, which is something I haven't felt when it comes to politics since he was elected to the Senate four years ago.
I'm still undecided, though my absentee ballot is heading to me right now. But if it's going to come down to a race against Huckabee, I'll be damned if I haven't started to think Obama might be the right guy for the job.
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| Saturday, December 22nd, 2007
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7:20 am
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About to get on a plane and go home for a few days for Christmas, then a few days after that in Vegas with my family. It's going to be absurd, but I hope fun. I've never been there before, so I'm imagining Times Square but more spread out, and with giant casinos replacing crappy chain restaurants? I don't know... the metaphor is flawed.
It's going to be strange being on "fake" vacation, since the bloggin' thing over at CinemaBlend.com has become more serious, and I'm a regular news contributor there now. It's a lot of work, and I've nearly killed myself trying to get a lot work done for them this week so I can do less while I'm on vacation. Still, I enjoy it. I like hard work much more than I did in college, and have no idea why I'm choosing to give myself work when in college I didn't do the work I was supposed to be doing.
All the writing, every single day, has resulted in me writing very little about myself, either here or in my handwritten journal. I wonder if this period of my life will be a blank for me in the future, or if it will be so well-documented online that I can look back at my post about Queen Latifah & Jennifer Hudson being inThe Secret Life of Bees and think, "Oh yeah, that was the same day we went to see Sweeney Todd and then ran into Chris outside a random Irish bar."
Movies are pretty much my guidepoint for everything right now-- with all the end-of-year releases piling up and the threat of having to write a top 10 list looming over my head, I'm pretty much reading about or watching movies at any given moment. Of course, I'm not being effective in my attempts to see more movies-- I saw Sweeney for the second time last night. It rules, by the way. Go see it.
OK, time to pack up and get out Dodge. Have lovely Christmases, all.
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| Tuesday, December 4th, 2007
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Today James McAvoy looked me in the eye and listened to what I was saying, nodding halfway through my sentence as if to say "Hmm, interesting question" and then gave a great answer.
I cannot ask for anything more from my career.
Also: Keira Knightley did not look terrifyingly skinny in person, and wore on one hand a big sparkly but not blinged out ring, and on the other wrist a black hair rubber band-- the same kind I wear around my wrist so I can put my hair up when it gets annoying. That little detail endeared her to me more than any movie I've ever seen her in.
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| Tuesday, November 27th, 2007
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11:51 pm
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So tonight I went to see this preview screening of Walk Hard, a movie I assumed everyone had heard of until I started telling people about it, and uh, they hadn't. It's the movie written by Judd Apatow and starring John C. Reilly, basically a parody of every biopic ever made, but mostly Walk the Line. It's hilarious, despite the fact that it sounds like it could be a lame parody.
Anyway, the most exciting part for me was seriously seeing Lonny Ross, a.k.a Josh from 30 Rock. You know, this guy:  . He was just hangin' in the audience! This only confirms my suspicion that I will eventually encounter every awesome TV character in the world.
When I got home the only thing to do was obviously watch 30 Rock, and I watched the Alec Baldwin commentary. It's great-- he's never seen half the episode, so he just laughs hysterically at all the jokes. It's like watching with your funny, old, occasionally verbally abusive friend.
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