I blew a deadline this week, which is uncharacteristic of me. This is what happens when I don’t write things down. Right now I’m 80% done and puzzling over the piece, wondering how best to structure and finish it. I’m writing about a film I haven’t seen, which makes it particularly difficult to be conclusive. Writing about an unseen film might sound ridiculous, but there’s a huge story behind its production, which is the subject of the piece. Come to think of it, critics and journalists write about films they haven’t seen all the damn time. Ridiculous, but not unusual.
Last night Evan and I watched Withnail & I, and tonight we watched A Few Good Men. I’d call that A Few Good Movie Nights with Evan and I. If I felt like being lame – which, evidently, I do. Can you tell I’ve been wrestling with the same 500 words for a couple of hours now?
I’m considering a series of videos of the best films you might not have seen – or probably haven’t seen – or something to that effect; but it’s difficult to gauge the average viewing history of one’s (currently very small) viewership. Items like this are terribly presumptuous, but they tend to work. They inspire people’s passion, whether it’s because you’ve genuinely surprised or actually offended people. Neither of the above is my aim, so I guess I need a different hook. Hooks are not my forté.
How was your weekend?
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