It shows how out of it I was in trying to be in it, acknowledging that I was out of it to myself, and then thinking, “Okay, how do I stop being out of it? Well, I get some legitimate illogical narrative ideas” â some novel, you know?
So I decided on three writers that I might be able to option their material and get some producer, or myself as producer, and then get some writer to do a screenplay on it, and maybe make a movie.
And so the three projects were “Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep,” “Naked Lunch” and a collection of Bukowski. Which, in 1975, forget it â I mean, that was nuts. Hollywood would not touch any of that, but I was looking for something commercial, and I thought that all of these things were coming.
There would be no Blade Runner if there was no Ray Bradbury. I couldn’t find Philip K. Dick. His agent didn’t even know where he was. And so I gave up.
I was walking down the street and I ran into Bradbury â he directed a play that I was going to do as an actor, so we know each other, but he yelled “hi” â and I’d forgot who he was.
So at my girlfriend Barbara Hershey’s urging â I was with her at that moment â she said, “Talk to him! That guy really wants to talk to you,” and I said “No, fuck him,” and keep walking.
But then I did, and then I realized who it was, and I thought, “Wait, he’s in that realm, maybe he knows Philip K. Dick.” I said, “You know a guy namedâ” “Yeah, sure â you want his phone number?”
My friend paid my rent for a year while I wrote, because it turned out we couldn’t get a writer. My friends kept on me about, well, if you can’t get a writer, then you write.”
~ Hampton Fancher
“That was the most disappointing thing to me in how this thing was played. Is that Iâm on the phone with you now, after all thatâs been said, and the fundamental distinction between what James is dealing with in these other cases is not actually brought to the fore. The fundamental difference is that James Franco didnât seek to use his position to have sex with anyone. Thereâs not a case of that. He wasnât using his position or status to try to solicit a sexual favor from anyone. If he had â if that were what the accusation involved â the show would not have gone on. We would have folded up shop and we would have not completed the show. Because then it would have been the same as Harvey Weinstein, or Les Moonves, or any of these cases that are fundamental to this new paradigm. Did you not notice that? Why did you not notice that? Is that not something notable to say, journalistically? Because nobody could find the voice to say it. Iâm not just being rhetorical. Why is it that you and the other critics, none of you could find the voice to say, âYou know, itâs not this, itâs thatâ? Because â let me go on and speak further to this. If you go back to the L.A. Times piece, thatâs what it lacked. Thatâs what they were not able to deliver. The one example in the five that involved an issue of a sexual act was between James and a woman he was dating, who he was not working with. There was no professional dynamic in any capacity.
~ David Simon
Heat; you got some semblance of sense out of all of that inane bullshit? Damn. That’s impressive. Nevertheless; the last quote is rather skievy but a nice overshare.
I subscribe to New York magazine and I read the whole article first thing when it arrived in my mailbox and I must say that it was the most interesting article I’ve seen written about the difference between traditional media and the blogosphere. Of course, half the article made me want to vomit as well, but I think it really illustrates how it brings out the worst in both sides; TM tries to be more bloggy and then the blogs trash TM even more. The attacks get vicious and personal and it’s gotten to the point where blogs and magazines aren’t writing about their subjects anymore, but instead they’re writing about themselves.
I just hope that eventually, this whole thing just caves in on itself and that what comes out the other end is a bunch of websites and magazines that actually want to have good writing on interesting subjects that aren’t salacious. At one point in the article it talks about how vicious personal attacks are a way of getting a young writer noticed. I, for one, will never stoop so low to better my career. I’d rather get by on my own merits rather than try to get through by trashing others.
They seriously need to be dropped into Baghdad for a tour of duty to get their shit in perspective.
I really can’t believe that that guy didn’t learn how to come until he was 24 and blames it on discretion. Defamer is the only one in that clusterfuck I like to read.
If it makes you feel any better, Sasha, it was a woman who didn’t know how to come. But I think it was probably Jeff Robinov’s fault! đ
Didnt know how to grease the wheel until 24? Damn; that’s sadder than that one time that kid I knew had his ball sack torn open in a mailbox. Thanks to his dickhead brother slamming the mailbox door on his balls. While his brother was sitting on top of the mailbox. What? Gossip sites? It’s 21st century distraction. We have a war. We had a massive clusterfuck and loss of life on US soil. If September 11th never would have happened. People would not need this level of celebrity distraction. This all leads to me agreeing with Mark Cuban about the current state of the internet… it’s temporary. Go back 10 years and look at the net and look at it now. Notice the difference. Google will fade. You Tube will fade. All of the social networks will fade, and something new will replace it. All we have to do is wait to see what ever “IT” will be.
“In 3 years the mainstream TV will be 70? and cost less than $1500. In 5 years, it could be 100? for $2500 dollars . Yes, you will make room for it. You will redesign the family room or your bedroom to make room.” — Mark Cuban, who sold his internet company years ago, now owns a TV network, and may not be the most reliable source
Thanks for that story IO. That wasn’t unnecessary at all!
Thanks, Noah but still – I don’t know how you escape the demands of nature. If had no idea what the body did by age 24 before I would have done something substantial with my life instead of wasting it on boys. Seriously, how the hell do you miss that bundle of nerves in the shower or whatever and what of the incurable hard-on? I don’t see how discretion is any match against the great almighty bodily urge.
And I’m with you, IO. Except I don’t think Google is going anywhere. I hope the self-important assholes, who are ruining the internet, become old very fast. Some of them have got to feel bad for not contributing anything meaningful to the world in any way, shape or form except to provide some entertainment to those who are bitter enough to delight in what amounts to schoolyard teasing.
Bipedalist; Google may have been turned into a verb, but there is a better way to search on the internet. As soon as someone figures it out, then Google will be the next Yahoo, and their stock price will get in line with reality. Over time the new thing will continually phase out all older searches and we will use that search as a VERB in terms of searching. It’s just the way of things seem to go on a very young medium. Nevertheless Camel… I NEEDED A DEFLECTING SET-UP DAMN IT!