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Paul

Movie Fun by Fire, Making Guest of Cindy Sherman

Believe me believe me believe me so help me Buddha (and any other higher powers out there) (including AA) this very modest project I began late 2003 and called Guest of Cindy Sherman because it named itself (after a freakout session at a fancy dinner party) and have wrecked the concept of placecards since - or that is my vain attempt to put a curse on that archaic practice to put people in their places. Someone always gets the shaft. (shut yo mouth) 

I had a fit because my name was left off a placecard. By that point in my life, my GF's fab life had erased my personality and the male ego, so fragile and wankish, went berserk and attempted to destroy the fabric of polite (ruthless) society in the form of a light-hearted romantic comedy feature documentary using an arsenal of videotape I'd collected. Of course no one would let me do that - not the GF or Tom Donahue, my co-pilot and editor, or producer Anura. Five years and all the money I've ever made is now going to the cineplex.

It's a long story but they did convince me that I needed to save the whales or kill sexism by turning the mirror on me to die for art in the form of making a movie that now has killed me in whatever form I was before, and the jelly mass I'd become, and give me the shape and strength of Gumby, whom I now resemble in a flesh color. 

It's not so bad being a claymation figure, really. Quite pliable, and now people can simply put me into most any shape they want. The universe, as I can conceive it, is mostly hellacious.

www.cinemavillage.com/chc/coming_soon.asp

If you are in Los Angeles

If you are in reasonable vehicular shape to make the trip - then trip out at the Lillian Theater to see my friends and compatriots in the play, Stitching. 

Yaaaaah from the worst blogger!

No lie. Hey I am busy and behind as all hell and Sam the Vixen asst. is in LA helping Meital which is what I'm doing and it could only be worse in LA. Or better, like if it was Malibu, you know? 

Can you go and see them work the magic on stage? I mean Meital and John. I love them and they have a lovely and rather troubling love themselves. 

www.stitchingtheplay.com 

Wheeeee, The People.

It's been long since I blogged now I don't know where to start. It's very difficult for me not to self promote. (confession!) I'm a cog in my own machine. (and the gas) (I'm thinking cars) 

I've been here and there but mostly glued to my seat. Maybe that is why I go monkey sometimes when I go out. (last night, way too much monkey) Now I was going to say you can tell about all you need to know about a person just by going into their home. (exceptions abound) So I'm at of all places a party on the Upper East Side (is that capitalized?) and an artist lives there. Posh. building - olde $$$ co-op. Very posh for an artist of not much renown. (for good reason) I was not a good boy. Let's just say when anyone I knew left, what was left, The People, were odious. Took me back to a previous life. (ick)

Ok that's judgement and I'm no better than the artist that decorates their home as a one-person show and the vipers that congregate there. I was there. My friends that were there (and intelligently left early) can bite with the best. (I'm throwing grenades here) 

People in glass houses? (got to go now bye!)

Oscar Fever - Meryl Streep, Mickey Rourke, Sean Penn,

and all the other stars, good luck! What are you going to wear that night?

That's all I have to say on the subject except that Slumdog will lick them all. 

I just noticed that the borders on my homepage here are very Louis Vuitton. What does Freud want?

Anyway I have to brave the cold streets in search of social intercourse. 

Gothenberg Debauchery Taking it's Toll

We just had out third screening in three days and we cannot complain about attendence. Full houses every night - and a  pleasant back and forth with the audience after the film. Q and A's are fun and we try to be funny and informative (that's pretty much me because Tom lobs grenades at me to keep things moving.  

Leigh (the co-composer) is hanging with us and we pick us new friends - then we eat and drink and stay out sick late - and today we're all feeling kind of sick. Lag and party lag and now I want to throw up. Did didn't go out tonight and se said we would meet at the Rivertons Sky bar where we have free dinner passes so they see us every night. can't timagian what they Swedes think of us. We find the Swedes a bit reserved.