BYOB Archive for April, 2008

BYOB – Hump Day

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BYOB – Return to L.A.

It’s yet another travel day… to be followed by another on Wed, heading to the San Francisco International Film Fest…
You’re up.

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A Fresh BYOB

Expect some spot blogging from here…
Meanwhile, a clean page for you all to play on…

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BYOB – Just Another Tuesday

It’s a funny feeling… up 3 touchdowns with 3 minutes to go… or up 6 runs going into the top of the ninth (knowing that if something bad happens, the bottom of the ninth is still there for your team)… and yet, there is always that queasy feeling.
Six weeks of anticipating this third or fourth “opening weekend” in the Democratic primaries… of course, there is way too much emphasis on this one event… unless it pushes one candidate out… which it won’t…. and so, the endlessly asked question of what the numbers will mean in the big picture… to me, it means more negative campaigning by Democrats against one another… no good… this is why so many felt Clinton should have gotten out before PA, not because she should quit, but because exactly what is happening was anticipated… and if she wins by more than 5 points, it will continue, even worse, even if she loses North Carolina by 15 points or more… the Clinton people are already back on the “count Michigan and Florida votes” game after back burnering it for the last few weeks…
Anyway… I look forward to the night being over…. whatever happens… though I worry about early reports of suspiciously broken machines at 7:30 this morning becoming another big story… sigh…
You folks have other stuff on your minds… right?
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BYOB – Friday

There will be more to post later today… but here is some room to roam…

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BYOB Again

Sorry… it’s been one of those days.
I did get to make my April Fools joke real… more on that in time.
Here is some space for y’all. I should be posting more later tonight.

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BYOB – Taxed

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BYOB – Beware The Nines Of April

Travel day.
What other familiar phrases could use refreshing?
And what else do you have to say?

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If It's Wednesday, It Must Be BYOB

The Bermuda International Film Festival continues apace…
We’re getting a live performance by a rising band, Langhorne Slim & The War Eagles tonight. The sun, which was supposed to be hiding, is out in force. And the movies are pretty good, though as in a lot of festivals, some of the ideas are better than the execution. Still, the festival, a little downsized this year, has a lot of filmmaker attendees from across the globe… a bit of a return to the good ol’ days, when the festival had fewer celebs and a more grounded, filmmaker-focused feel… as it should be.
As always, here is some room for y’all to play…

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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