Friday, October 21, 2005

If you love your screenplay, set it free...

Recently finished the second revision of my screenplay, and it looks good. My agent seems to honestly dig it, and he's putting together the package to shop it around. Really curious to see what the response to it is. It's definitely low concept and low budget, the two things that Hollywood seems averse to these days. Still, you never know; perhaps the right house or right director will take a shine to it and it'll get some legs. We'll see...

Anyway, now that it's finally off my desk and out of my hands, I can dive into writing the next one. It's an idea I've had bouncing around in my brain for a couple of months, and I'm pretty excited about it. It'll be nice to finally put it to paper, while the enthusiasm is still there.

Haven't heard from that guy since Karate Kid, Part 2...

Someone answer this question: What radio station are all of the Blockbuster Videos and boardwalk t-shirt shops tuned to that keep on playing Peter Cetera songs? I kid you not, I've heard "The Next Time I Fall in Love" and "Glory of Love" like ten times in the past month. Good grief...

Thursday, October 13, 2005

We Don't Need No Stinkin' Badges...


Back to Los Angeles
Originally uploaded by ilmungo.



I have to say,
last week's issue of LA Weekly was wonderful. I'm not usually the biggest fan of those "Best Of" issues of magazines and newspapers. Of course, I know they are tremendously important to advertisers, and usually the biggest moneymakers of the year for their respective publications. A necessary evil of alt weeklies for certain. But I also lament one of my favorite hidden spots showing up in one of those lists, then suddenly being overrun with people. It's why I'm happy there's no Time Out in LA.

This Best Of issue of the Weekly took a completely different look at the best of the city, and I have to commend them for it. Instead of listing things like "best sushi place" or "best place to have sex in public"...wait a second, there ARE those types in entries in this issue. However, the paper also compiled a series of well-written essays from current and past contributors, and peppered them throughout those various lists. Many have been lifelong Angelenos, while others are recent arrivals. Some no longer live here, and have written laments about not appreciating what the city had to offer until they left. All told, it is the most vivid and readable testament to life in this city today that I have seen in a newspaper. If you are even vaguely curious about what living in LA is like, check it out. Most of the better essays are in the "Encounters", "Memory", "Terrain" and "Mirrors" sections. I doubt the Weekly (or any other alt weekly for that matter) will ever be able to get away with a package like that again.

Even though it is HUGE (the issue was actually bound like a book), I mailed several copies of the paper to friends back in New York, because as a transplanted New Yorker, I have to say that it really nailed the contrasts between the two cities so very well. Also, pointing and clicking on every online entry looking for the essays is a little lame, and the bound original copy (which has wonderful photos) is just so much better. Still, if you can't get ahold of a hardcopy, it's worth the effort to click through the site.

Monday, October 10, 2005

Neither Faster nor Furiouser...

Went to the California International Auto Show in Anaheim late last week. My first car show since I went to the one in Detroit a couple of years ago. Don't know the Anaheim show counted as true attendance though, since I was there with the rest of the media for a show preview (i.e. before the public was allowed in). Still, it was cool checking out the cars, in particular the import tuners and modded specials in the second level show space dedicated to auto customization.

Seeing those tricked out rides was fun. A modded SUV with scissors doors and no fewer than five television screen left me wondering...just how many DVD players in one car is too many? But during the ride home I suddenly found myself wondering where all of these tricked out street racers were on the actual streets of Los Angeles? Films and video games would have you believe that LA streets are just packed with stylish rides with neon undercarriages, but the reality is a lot less "bling" and a lot more "clickety-clack". Seriously, the modded tuners I usually see look like my daughter painted them, and my son installed the mufflers. They're like hoopties, but small and imported. I once saw a guy rev up and peel off from the light in a modded Honda CRX, and I'd swear his car had a lawnmower engine in it. Or maybe a pair of hamsters running inside a wheel. Within two blocks I caught up to him and passed him in my crappy Jetta, and my car is only a 4-cylinder. Mingus waved at the guy from his car seat as we passed. What gives?

Many folks don't know that the film The Fast and the Furious was actually based on an article in Vibe about after-hours street racing on the FDR Drive in Manhattan. In fact, Queens is one of the biggest modding spots in the country (nostalgic sigh as I remember my Celica back in the day...). However, no one can dispute that Los Angeles has long been ground zero for this scene, which is why I want to know where all of these polished street racers are. I saw more nicely modded rides on the streets of freakin' Chicago. Do the LA area auto clubs only cart their rides around from one auto show to another?

Come to think of it, I haven't even seen a car on hydraulics in more than a year, and I live a block off of Crenshaw! The only LA street scene that even vaguely resembles its movie counterpart is the motorcycle scene. Seriosuly, Biker Boyz nailed it. There are more biker crews here than anyplace else. Still, when it comes to the auto scene, the reality is neither faster nor furiouser.

Sunday, October 02, 2005

August Wilson (1945-2005)

One of our greatest playrights and most gifted artists. Also one of the nicest people I've ever had the pleasure to meet. You will be missed.
Rest in Peace.