First, let me back all the way up to Friday night. The show, for me at least, was a blast and I would say it was a super-positive way to kick off the series and a very funny show to boot. I have been playing catch-up on this show more than any other, which sucks if we are using it as an indicator for future improv plans (see previous posts).
With everything going on this show more than snuck up on me (still no poster!!) but everyone was very cool just playing fast and loose and having a good time. Come check it out this Friday and we'll keep the ball rolling. Everyone was great about telling friends and bringing people to the show but I think Brandt's mom wins the award for that, apparently she's been telling all her friends and customers in her store about the show and some of them showed on Friday.
New Audience Exposed to Great Improv = Victory!
On that note - I find myself still stuck using Myspace just for shows and just plain dispersing information. I don't know how effective it is but I don't see being able to cut that cord any time soon. However, I have started using Facebook, which I had avoided because I really don't need another online outlet but other people have been cool enough to promote shows on Facebook for me so I figured I should join in.
Seriously, if I was doing this for a living I could spend all kinds of time online making sure everyone with a computer had access to information about every show but for now it's all hustle.
In the little free time I find I have now tried 5 times to watch Southland Tales to no avail - which is not to say that the movie isn't good, in fact I really like it in that really creepy what-the-fuck-is-going-on way but it's SO strange that it keeps putting me to sleep. There are chunks of dialogue that don't connect or make sense, people just say things that are completely out of place or conversations take a hard left turn for no real reason and I think it's supposed to be unsettling and make you feel like you're on the same drug trip the characters are and don't know what's real and what isn't but the effect it has on me is SLEEP. Like, hard sleep too. I can sit down and watch it when the sun is up and I'm wide awake, doesn't make a bit of difference.
I actually have the same reaction to almost all non-linear media, I couldn't keep my eyes open through Un Chien Andalou (or the abstract minutes of Matriculated or the ending of 2001 for that matter) to save my life and I had to watch it a few dozen times in my art school career (I hear may of them are genius but I have to take your word for it), but every single time ..... ZZZzzzzz.
I think my brain just detects the lack of narrative and the futility of trying to follow along and just disengages or just plain hits the surreality and interprets the missing chunks of logic to mean that I must have dozed off and just gives in and goes to sleep. Either way it's like a giant OFF switch in my brain, which probably says something about the way I'm wired that I don't care to examine.
Things on the homestead are both crazy and encouraging, depending on who happens to be home at any given time. The boys and I spent all day yesterday playing outside, went to the park and generally had a great day. I'm looking forward to working in the yard and getting things done around the house even if that makes me an old man.
Looking at a day to have a little grill-warming get together during the day. between the weather, the travel and the teenager it's hard to plan.
The teenager is coming home for a trip to the Dr's for a urinalysis, part of his driving rights being revoked (once again, by me...not the state) and his general descent into teenage doom. I'm hoping it goes well, he's actually been puffing out his chest and daring us to test him for a long time any time we mention his drug use (which he will fail and he knows it but his daring us to do so may have diffused any arguing me might have tried about going to do it today, I hope) and he's got to pass a series of them to get his keys back after twice driving home too high to function.
He's doing the teenage kamikaze thing and we're hoping he pulls out of it soon. He hates it around the house almost as much as we do right now and I'm sure sees it all as us being totally unfair but we're just trying to frame everything in terms of "Yes, this DOES suck. Any time you want to fix it you know what to do" and keeping our fingers crossed that wanting-things-to-get-better wins out against stupid rebellion and screwing-up-his-life-because-he-knows-we-don't-want-him-to and his decisions get even a little bit smarter.
he should be here anytime in the next hour.
when did the typing-everything-with-hyphens thing take over my writing??
Sunday Funnies!
No narrative linearity!!
ZZZzzzzzz
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