I keep feeling compelled to write about the SAG problem… this week, because there is once again talk of a settlement… but I don’t think I have anything new to say… so here is the same 2 month old commentary… again…
The question is, can Doug Allen and Alan Rosenberg be forced into signing the deal that is on the table? That is what I believe membership now wants, in the majority. (Yes, a guess on some level. But how many really dispute this
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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” — 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 — 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 — he directed a play that I was going to do as an actor, so we know each other, but he yelled “hi” — and I’d forgot who he was.
So at my girlfriend Barbara Hershey’s urging — I was with her at that moment — 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 named—” “Yeah, sure — 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 I’m on the phone with you now, after all that’s 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 didn’t seek to use his position to have sex with anyone. There’s not a case of that. He wasn’t using his position or status to try to solicit a sexual favor from anyone. If he had — if that were what the accusation involved — 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. I’m not just being rhetorical. Why is it that you and the other critics, none of you could find the voice to say, “You know, it’s not this, it’s that”? Because — let me go on and speak further to this. If you go back to the L.A. Times piece, that’s what it lacked. That’s 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
Okay, you told us so, we got it the fifth time.
If only things sunk into your head so quickly, J-Mc.
Make a snide comment, get a snide response.
You’re still up one.
You still think this is your blog, don’t you, J-Mc?
I pay my taxes just like anyone.
POLAND RULES.
The real blog owner stands up.
TOTAL bullshit; Poland is the FUCKING MAN and I back off anytime he gives me a reality check.
ON TOPIC: It would be AWESOME if SAG would let me in. Fuck, I’ll even pay the dues and everything. I just want that damn card. It’s like the fucking Dryland to Costner… I’ve never actually seen one and barely believe it exists. Maybe I should GIS “SAG card” because even after pining for one for 15 years, I have NO FUCKING IDEA what it looks like.
Their logo should be a picture of a VAG, because to me SAG membership means one thing and one thing only: INSTANT PUSSY.
To paraphrase David Poland, thanks for making my point, Lex.
This is going to be HILARIOUS, so take notes:
They should change the name from SAG to VAG.
THAT WOULD RULE.
Get it? Because working actors to get to FUCK CHICKS.
WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
You’re a cretin. A sad, vile, desperate, pathetic, despicable cretin. Do us all a favour and pass out like a proper drunk.
Careful, Kam, jeff’s sensitive to that kind of criticism. You might hurt his feelings.
? I’m the good guy here.
(I leave it to the individual to decide what level of irony I’m pitching that as.)