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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
You doing these in your house now? Weird.
Anyway, love Paul. Great guy, southern brethren, best part of the movie, etc., etc.
Indeed Paul Schneider is awesome, from All the Real Girls to Jesse James. Can’t wait to see him in this one.
Yeah, this guy was AWWWWWWWESOME in that Zooey D. movie for DGG.
GOOD MOVIE.
I still haven’t seen him in much, but he and Emily Blunt should both have been nominated for LARS AND THE REAL GIRL.
I think you mean Emily Mortimer, Yancy…and yes totally agreed what a great movie full of memorable characters.
mortimer was simply superb in ‘transsiberian’, which i just watched for the second time the other night. i hope she got some major props for that outstanding perf.
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spoilery:
there’s a moment toward the end of the movie when jesse learns the truth about carlos’s criminal past – having wrestled with doubt over whether her fear of him and her subsequent reaction/action was justified – and this look passes over her face that’s one of the finest bits of acting i’ve seen. relief, vindication and acceptance all in one quiet, fleeting moment. mortimer’s ability to express with subtlety exactly what jesse is thinking/how she’s feeling without speaking a word is phenomenal.
Thanks, leah. That’s what I get for making a quick drive-by post in here literally 5 minutes after watching the new Wolf Man trailer. Got my Emilys crossed.
oh, that was lota, yancy! (i’ve yet to see ‘lars and the real girl’, actually, i keep meaning to. i just had to chime in about mortimer in ‘transsiberian’ because i couldn’t hold my water in praise of her excellence for a moment longer)
Leah don;t make me call you a buck eejit. WTF–get Lars and watch it. What a WONDERFUL WEIRD story full of naturally BEAUTIFUL people on the inside.
Mortimer was quite good in Dear Frankie as well. And our Gerry was a dashing working class lad.
ah yes, our gerry in ‘dear frankie’… (but creedy rules! creedy4eva. iheartcreedy)
ok, i’m totally on it lota, ‘lars’ here i come
Don’t get those hopes up too high. Two hours of Gosling trapped in Character-Actor-Land and everybody else in the movie staring at him, wondering if he’ll do anything.
oh. well, i guess i’ll have to see for myself
(i wish creedy had his own movie where we just got to stare at him, wondering what he might do…i can think of some stuff for him to do)
FUCK IT,
YOU’LL NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVER
Convince me that a DP or a Wells or a Mendelson or a Roeper or a Leydon or Rocchi or a WHOEVER wouldn’t be HAPPIER being Paul Schneider, or Viggo, or Murray, or KSTEW, or WHOEVER,
THAN MERELY INTERVIEWING THEM.
EVERY CRITIC/JOURNO EVER is a WANNABE STAR, the equivalent of a wannabe author who teaches AP English.
And that’s cool. But ADMIT IT.
YOU WANT THE FAME, THE JUICE, THE CRED, THE REP, THE STAR POWER, THE FANS, THE VAG, THE COKE, THE MONEY, THE POWER.
EVERYTHING ELSE IS BULLSHIT.