I worked with students. I had a critique meeting with the newspaper staff. We discussed how we managed to leave an entire question, ‘Why?’ out of a story.
But at least we managed to reference something from 1939 in that piece which didn’t really matter much at all to the story today. Z has now happened, which was a logical conclusion of X, which brought about Y. And now here’s a tale of B, C and D.
That’s the way of it sometimes.
I told one funny story. I worked on this for much of the afternoon:
I had a headache and various other aches. This hurt and that hurt and my shoulder was bothering me for no reason at all and my collar bone was weird and on and on. Pretty rough for most of the day. By the evening I was in a foul mood of my own creation and for no good or real reason.
So I watched Memorial Day, which was what a movie that’s not trying to be a movie might look like.
This is interesting. Here is the trailer from the movie’s distributor:
And here is the trailer, YouTube says, “From the actual filmmakers. Not the distributors.”
I wonder what brought that on. Which of these movies would you rather see?
If you like the Cromwells, this movie is worth seeing. Everyone else is just holding serve, but that’s OK. When your film is about a flashback within a flashback the leads are running the show anyway.
I watched the Jackson Browne DVD, Going Home, but it didn’t fit my mood.
So I soothed myself with Meat Loaf:
Tomorrow will be better. Has to be more delightful than this one.
