DVD Extras: Some Thoughts
I liked the way in the interview he referred to shooting at the stars rather than for them. Maybe he hopes that by destroying the stars he can take their place? It still seems less arrogant than trying to join them.
I also liked the way the cashier handed me the DVD in a crisp paper bag.
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Friday, December 17, 2010
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Victoria Williams: 0082
With my head in my hands, from a distance, I almost appear to have perfect skin.
Nobody knows anymore whether my blemishes are real or not. If you asked 90% of people to hazard a guess they’d probably say that I’d painted them onto my face in a shade of terrible pink. (Some people think it’s an attention seeking move, some people think I do it in order to blend in with the company I keep). Nobody stops and takes a moment to realise that my blemishes are the same colour as their blemishes. The difference is my waxy pallor – and is this unnatural lack of colour down to bruising, sickness, or emotional distress? Nobody knows anymore, and nobody wonders. Well good. Because it’s something far more sinister…
Nobody knows anymore whether my blemishes are real or not. If you asked 90% of people to hazard a guess they’d probably say that I’d painted them onto my face in a shade of terrible pink. (Some people think it’s an attention seeking move, some people think I do it in order to blend in with the company I keep). Nobody stops and takes a moment to realise that my blemishes are the same colour as their blemishes. The difference is my waxy pallor – and is this unnatural lack of colour down to bruising, sickness, or emotional distress? Nobody knows anymore, and nobody wonders. Well good. Because it’s something far more sinister…
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Victoria Williams: 0081
My mind… it wanders. It wanders backwards; it wanders forwards; it wool gathers. It leaps from one thought to another with no warning whatsoever. Hundreds of thousands of tangents are possible. How can I stop it? How can I switch it off? How, in the darkest, most sleepless hour of the night, can I prevent its relentless thinking?
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Why The Long Face?
A horse walks into a bar. Shocked, a pregnant waitress goes into premature labour. The newborn sees the horse and assumes that its a gift from his mother. Until his death at the age of 54, that child, now named Robert, will be disappointed by his birthday presents.
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A horse walks into a bar. Actor Peter Firth disrobes and embraces it. People avert their eyes, but the evening is ruined.
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A horse walks into a bar. The bartender records it on his cellphone and uploads the video onto Youtube. It receives 7000 views within 2 days but then interest wanes.
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A horse walks into a bar. Actor Peter Firth disrobes and embraces it. People avert their eyes, but the evening is ruined.
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A horse walks into a bar. The bartender records it on his cellphone and uploads the video onto Youtube. It receives 7000 views within 2 days but then interest wanes.
Friday, December 3, 2010
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
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