This week could mark the beginning of the end of my aimless meanderings. The creator of the TV show that I am a prospective part of is coming in to town. He's been pretty upbeat about the whole shebang so I'm hoping that things will start to precipitate.
I love my current life right now, surfing writing whatever and whenever I want, watching sports, hanging out with friends, but that sort of lifestyle doesn't seem to lend itself well to making money. I'm not exactly pressed, seeing as my current savings are being stretched out from not having to pay anything for rent and most food (thanks mom and dad) but it'd be nice to get to a point where I could be living on my own. I know that may sound too ambitious coming from me, but everyone's gotta have a dream.
Not that it's been bad living with my parents, they're both great people and immensely patient with their directionless 25 year old son. But the connotations that surround living with your parents seem to inhibit a lot of interest from the fairer sex. Loser. Bum. Washout. Not things that I'd like to be associated with, but, that's my cross to bear.
The strange (great) thing is that some people see it as admirable, that I'm going out to do what I really want to do. And, this garners (or as Reggie Miller would say "garnishes") a little respect. Something, at this point, to which I am mildly unaccustomed.
But I'm loaded with (good?) ideas right now, very few that fall in line with the same subgenre in writing, but I like it. Maybe I'll find my niche in that, or that the balance of things is my niche. Whatever that may be, it should at least get marginally clearer in the next week.
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Thursday, May 1, 2008
I'm Filling these Shoes
Goddam it's been a while. I've been actually trying to apply myself to a given project and it has been taking up way too much time. But tonight something was wrapped up for me.
One of my favorite television shows ever has been "the Wire" and it just recently ended. Possibly as eloquently as a tv show has ever ended. I got the whole replaceable motif. Gangstas are replaced by ganstas, cops by cops, but for what ever reason I couldn't put my thumb on how they did it in such a positive light. I remember finishing the series and being inspired by it, like there was a greater hope for humanity that I hadn't seen. I didn't understand how this was possible because the bad guys usually won, the good guys got fucked over but somehow it over came all that to give me some overwhelmingly positive response to that. I had no way to articulate that until I saw a film "Beautiful Losers" tonight.
"Beautiful Losers" is a documentary film on the underground art movement that burgeoned out of New York in the early 1990s. I didn't realize how much influence these guys had over my current generation's style and culture. Aaron Rose, the director and one of the contributors of the movement, interviews all of the people involved in this subculture. He speaks to an assortment of many people that were involved in this whole agglomeration of street subculture that blossomed in his art gallery "Alleged."
How it potentially ties to cops and robbers plot of "The Wire" may seem stretched but it somehow clicked for me. Both these shows stressed these cast aways, degenerates, focusing their energies and collective conscience into something. Druglording from "The Wire" holds a certain dark pedigree so it's hard to see the same thing, but in "Beautiful Losers" they really focused on the fact that these people chose this lifestyle. They were different, knew they were different, and yet, they embraced all that and made the decision to be who they are. That is what I failed to see in the closing episode of "The Wire." Sure, we're all fucked, bound to be replaced but it also showed that we control what we do and can decide who WE replace, what shoes we fill. And that is so fucking empowering. Yeah, we may all be dust or whatever someday, but right now I'm going to decide what I do.
One of my favorite television shows ever has been "the Wire" and it just recently ended. Possibly as eloquently as a tv show has ever ended. I got the whole replaceable motif. Gangstas are replaced by ganstas, cops by cops, but for what ever reason I couldn't put my thumb on how they did it in such a positive light. I remember finishing the series and being inspired by it, like there was a greater hope for humanity that I hadn't seen. I didn't understand how this was possible because the bad guys usually won, the good guys got fucked over but somehow it over came all that to give me some overwhelmingly positive response to that. I had no way to articulate that until I saw a film "Beautiful Losers" tonight.
"Beautiful Losers" is a documentary film on the underground art movement that burgeoned out of New York in the early 1990s. I didn't realize how much influence these guys had over my current generation's style and culture. Aaron Rose, the director and one of the contributors of the movement, interviews all of the people involved in this subculture. He speaks to an assortment of many people that were involved in this whole agglomeration of street subculture that blossomed in his art gallery "Alleged."
How it potentially ties to cops and robbers plot of "The Wire" may seem stretched but it somehow clicked for me. Both these shows stressed these cast aways, degenerates, focusing their energies and collective conscience into something. Druglording from "The Wire" holds a certain dark pedigree so it's hard to see the same thing, but in "Beautiful Losers" they really focused on the fact that these people chose this lifestyle. They were different, knew they were different, and yet, they embraced all that and made the decision to be who they are. That is what I failed to see in the closing episode of "The Wire." Sure, we're all fucked, bound to be replaced but it also showed that we control what we do and can decide who WE replace, what shoes we fill. And that is so fucking empowering. Yeah, we may all be dust or whatever someday, but right now I'm going to decide what I do.
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