Friday: 14 September 2012
It seems that the most interesting stuff I write now ends up going to my sister, or to Glenn. Or both, usually; they are what I fear are the long suffering recipients of my fevered impulses. But maybe I’m wrong: they seem to enjoy the trip, and that’s certainly the pleasure I get out of it.
So I may have to just start copying and pasting our text messages and emails here, because that’s where my creativity seems to be going. Of course I don’t want to reveal everything we talk about. Much of it is, in the southern sense, about third parties, bless their hearts, and southerners know not to go there, unless you ask us nicely.
Here’s a sampling:
The New Yorker has a fantastic article about the Wachowskis. I mean, look
at the size of Andy Wachowski’s hands! They’re bigger than Lana nee
Larry’s head!
The New Yorker article isn’t just about “Cloud Atlas,” although that’s the centerpiece. It’s really more about a brother and sister whose minds work as one. They’re fascinating sibs - I still haven’t completely wrapped my mind around the very interesting idea of a brother and sister who combine their lives in this way. It must be both a precarious and an exhilarating venture.
The Wachowskis. I chuckle to read how closely they match the things I had so much fun with.
And, oh yeah, the movie, October 26: “Cloud Atlas,” years in the making because Lana and Andy Wachowski worked like demons to make the complex novel come to film. They were fascinated by the ideas:
Please pardon the incredibly obnoxious 15 second ads that precede the worthwhile links:
Trailer the Short
Trailer the Long
Both well worth watching. Set your headphones on puree. These are trailers better than most full length movies.
So I may have to just start copying and pasting our text messages and emails here, because that’s where my creativity seems to be going. Of course I don’t want to reveal everything we talk about. Much of it is, in the southern sense, about third parties, bless their hearts, and southerners know not to go there, unless you ask us nicely.
Here’s a sampling:
Glenn and I saw the very interesting lesbian chick flick “Bound” many years ago (we even have the DVD). And of course there are “The Matrix” films. We still haven’t seen “V for Vendetta,” and we gotta gettit. Now, the Wachowski sibs have come up with “Cloud Atlas.”
All you have to make is a story where the future of the human race depends on one act of kindness made centuries before, and you’ve got me. I am a sucker for that sort of thing, a hopeful observer of how acts of kindness can propagate. It doesn’t hurt that the story is entitled “Cloud Atlas.”
The New Yorker has a fantastic article about the Wachowskis. I mean, look
at the size of Andy Wachowski’s hands! They’re bigger than Lana nee
Larry’s head!
The New Yorker article isn’t just about “Cloud Atlas,” although that’s the centerpiece. It’s really more about a brother and sister whose minds work as one. They’re fascinating sibs - I still haven’t completely wrapped my mind around the very interesting idea of a brother and sister who combine their lives in this way. It must be both a precarious and an exhilarating venture.
The Wachowskis. I chuckle to read how closely they match the things I had so much fun with.
And, oh yeah, the movie, October 26: “Cloud Atlas,” years in the making because Lana and Andy Wachowski worked like demons to make the complex novel come to film. They were fascinated by the ideas:
Please pardon the incredibly obnoxious 15 second ads that precede the worthwhile links:
Trailer the Short
Trailer the Long
Both well worth watching. Set your headphones on puree. These are trailers better than most full length movies.
