I hope that the biggest influence the Royal Wedding has on wedding style is the trend of allowing your bridesmaids to look their best. If Kate Middleton’s poise today didn’t convey that she is the most confident woman on the planet, letting her sister wear this surely does. GO PIPPA. GO KATE.
When they write the history of Miss Grace van Cutsem’s amazing life of scandal, glamour and amazing bon mots, they will say it began on this day:
You see that little girl in the lower left side? Miss Grace van Cutsem. She’s three now. Give her 13 years and a liberal arts education and a taste for mocking wealthy admirers who try to impress her with yachts and Maseratis, and I guarantee you, she will not disappoint.
At the rehearsal with Pippa-already rocking the (I don’t give a fuck) geek chic:
…when I feel misunderstood in the world. I’m a single lady who respects lady role models. I like being positive. I like working and having goals. I feel the need to fight for what’s right and for freedom of expression. I think topless female centaurs are symbols of strength and beauty. And I unfortunately pine after shy nerdy nice guys who wear plaid shirts and have dark hair…and who I think like me even though they never make a move. I think no one in the world gets me.
And then Parks and Recreation happens and my heart feels like this:
God bless you, Leslie Knope. God bless you SO HARD.
When you become a Princess, your life is about being loved by school children and having your hair brushed by sassy gay men. I’m not the kind of person who can live a life of leisure like that. I love the fulfillment of being an administrative assistant to financial research analysts too much to give it up.
This is definitely one of those classic “Oh shit! A big event is happening tomorrow! I meant to write something topical weeks ago for it! I’ve got to come up with something in like…an hour” pieces.
Also, they cut the part where I’d have to give up my privacy. I surmised that would suck because I’d never be able to cry myself to sleep alone. Too dark?
I think maybe three of you follow my new blog. I started it on Monday and it’s quickly making the rounds in the Game of Thrones fan community. Anyways, it’s sort of a collaboration between me and my mom. She lets me know every single thought she’s having about characters and situations on Game of Thrones, and I edit and punch up her words for the blog to make it as funny as possible. It’s actually becoming a cool exercise for me in terms of learning how to punch up another writer’s work, but I’m blathering…
Last night I tried to explain to her what’s going on. At one point, she got this hungry tone in her voice:
"Yeah, baby. I’m in on this. I’m gonna ride this out big time. BIG TIME, BABY."
And then I had to explain there’s no money involved and she got really confused about why I would do it in the first place.
Also something I learned last night: When you can’t fall asleep and you start wondering about why you haven’t met your soul mate and then you start to worry that your soul mate is also out there and he’s all alone and upset or trapped in a relationship with a perfectly nice, but very clingy girl who isn’t you…DON’T LISTEN TO RAZORLIGHT’S “WIRE TO WIRE” ON LOOP FOR 34 MINUTES. It will only make everything worse.
The Swell Season is the new documentary about the lives of Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova in the years following their Oscar win for Once. It specifically follows them on a two year world tour and records the end of their relationship.
“Fuck your fear. We want to see your power, not your fear. Nobody has time for your fear….If I, as director, must constantly spoon feed and suggest and coddle the actor in regard to their ideas, lines, and characters, then there’s a 90% chance that the person is coming from a huge space of insecurity in the first place. That’s the problem right there, not the idea or character or anything…If you find yourself in a show and you are afraid……then fake it.”—
This has been making the rounds on the internet today, and by God, it’s amazing. Mick Napier blogging in the mid-1990’s about the creative process behind the Second City show he directed Tina Fey, Rachel Dratch and Scott Adsit in. I’m so glad he kept it online.
And yes, this is just getting me more excited about my intensive this summer.
I wrote this for RealCityNy. If you’ve read any of my reviews for 30 Rock for this site, you’ll know that they prefer an academic, thesis-driven approach to television reviews. This time around they wanted me to incorporate some of my own real life experiences into the review to judge how well the fantasy epic depicts real emotional issues. The result is less a review of the show, and more of a meditation on how Arya represents the tension modern women feel when torn between traditional male and female roles.
What do you know about comedy management? I am not a writer or performer but I love comedy and I love seeing new talent, so I've recently been trying to figure out how I might pursue management in NYC. Any thoughts or suggestions?
I honestly don’t know much. I only personally know one comedy manager, and I’m not sure how he got into it. My vague understanding is that the people who do a lot of the producing and managing and p.r. for comedy start by working/interning/volunteering at comedy clubs, improv theaters or alt rooms. I know a number of ladies who produce shows. Comics always need help with booking and promotion and all that organization stuff. I guess I would say that if you move to NYC, get a day job (I have one in an office. I highly recommend one in an office.) and then start going to comedy shows. At the comedy shows, try to figure out who seems to be running the behind the scenes stuff and after the show become their friends. Like I said, when it comes to behind the scenes stuff, there’s always a need for help. If you want to do more talent agency stuff, I would look for internships or jobs with talent agencies. Or, you could hope to luck into a temp job someplace like Comedy Central and work your way up the ladder like Jessi Klein did. If you specifically want to manage someone’s career, you’re going to want to know about all the behind the scenes stuff so you know how the business works. You’re going to want to see tons and tons of shows and comics, too. There’s a bunch of ways, and I’m sorry I can’t offer more concrete advice. The only thing I can say is get here, see shows, meet people and become a squeaky wheel! Things will happen!
Last time I reviewed 30 Rock, I came to the depressing conclusion that writers need actors in order to survive. Now, I come to the slightly less depressing conclusion that actors and writers need each other. Next conclusion: as both an actor and a writer I need no one. I stalk the night in silence alone.
I write little things for a bunch of websites. The editor of one of these websites is particularly harsh when it comes to appraising my writing. Opening his emails is a constant source of suck in my life. There’s always this little voice in my head that tells me that I don’t have to do this. I don’t have to keep on writing and submitting and rewriting and resubmitting and rewriting and resubmitting until I’m numb to what I was writing about in the first place. I really don’t. I’m not getting paid. It doesn’t make a huge difference in my life. I have a ton of things going on that also deserve my attention. But…there’s another voice in my head that reminds me that if I really want to be a professional writer someday then I have to cowboy up. I have to take the critical feedback, use it to improve and keep trying. Some things you can’t do just for the pleasure of it; you have to do it for the pain. You do it so you get stronger.
“The true perversion, though, is the sense you get that all of this illicitness has been tossed in as a little something for the ladies, out of a justifiable fear, perhaps, that no woman alive would watch otherwise. While I do not doubt that there are women in the world who read books like Mr. Martin’s, I can honestly say that I have never met a single woman who has stood up in indignation at her book club and refused to read the latest from Lorrie Moore unless everyone agreed to “The Hobbit” first. “Game of Thrones” is boy fiction patronizingly turned out to reach the population’s other half.”—
Ginia Bellafonte, NY Times's review of Game of Thrones
Yes, literary genres belong to certain genders. Only boys can like fantasy or political epics, and if those boys wanted to get girls into their elf stories, the best way to do so would be to flash tons of boob. Way to go, Ginia Bellafonte of the New York Times. You really elevated the discussion here. Tell me, was your problem with the pilot that it suffered from poor writing, direction and acting or was it because the female characters weren’t named Carrie, Samantha, Charlotte or Miranda?
“The Dead Poets were dedicated to sucking the marrow out of life. That’s a phrase from Thoreau that we’d invoke at the beginning of each meeting. You see we’d gather at the old Indian cave and take turns reading from Thoreau, Whitman, Shelley; the biggies. Even some of our own verse. And in the enchantment of the moment we’d let poetry work its magic. […] We weren’t a Greek organization, we were romantics. We didn’t just read poetry, we let it drip from our tongues like honey. Spirits soared, women swooned, and gods were created, gentlemen, not a bad way to spend an evening eh?”—