I was a bit knackered last night - hence, the terse post. Apologies.
My sister took me to In the Land of Women this afternoon, which is entertaining largely because of Olympia Dukakis. I didn't have a problem with any of the actors, actually, but there was nothing particularly believable or special about the movie. Young soft porn writer leaves LA for Michigan, ostensibly to take care of his grandma and find a purer form. Has a deep relationship with the troubled females in the house across the street (who seem to get attached awfully quickly and without much explanation), makes them better, gets a story out of it, and goes back to LA to hook up with a girl at a diner. Sure, it's enjoyable in a disengaging sort of way, but I wouldn't pay evening prices for that. Honestly, why would you go out to any evening movie, when you can just wait and borrow it from your library for free when it comes out on DVD? That's what I've started doing...
A bit of writing. Mostly fatigued and feeling sorry for myself. I just need money and for the ABC Talent Development Writer program to open up again.
I can't believe how little coverage the NASA hostage situation got. The Virginia Tech massacre was horrible, but the news channels make it worse, rehashing the same information over and over again, playing emotional cards by exploiting something really terrible for friends and family of the 32 victims and the shooter by creating a TV event, as if it were the twisted equivalent of "Grey's Anatomy." I wish the news stations would do their jobs, report the news, and leave the dramatic manipulation to the TV writers of the hour-long dramas. And Ryan Seacrest, natch.
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