Just counting the days at the moment, this is another of Bernstein’s exercises: write a poem in which you try to transcribe as accurately as you can your thoughts while you are writing. Don’t edit anything out. I’m not feeling so creative this weekend so thought this would at least be a quick solution. It’s too much though to do this, it’s worse than confessional writing, my sad little mind. Continue reading
Daytime Drinking, Alec Baldwin and Charismatic Acting
When Alec Baldwin impersonated Robert DeNiro on the Actors Studio it made me wish that he was in every film, playing every part and all TV too. Because Alec’s got charisma: in the good stuff like Miami Blues but also in the dodgy stuff he does now, 30 Rock was pretty good though and he was beyond charismatic in that. I thought he was cool in The Getaway though the critics trashed it, probably because no one can follow McQueen. When I was little and my brother was a teenager he took me into town to buy a record, he held my hand, introduced me to his friends, Paul Newman and Steve McQueen. Some say McQueen was wooden, couldn’t act, I don’t agree because under-acting isn’t bad acting. Harrison Ford can’t act (in my opinion), he’s got one expression, strangely though the guy who plays Don Draper in Mad Men says Harrison Ford is his favourite actor, but when Jon Hamm (that’s his name) was on Actors Studio he was weirdly uncharismatic, not a patch on Don. My absolute favourite bit of that show was when Don and Betty are on a picnic in this lovely scenic spot and Don stands up throws a can of soda (soda!) off into the distance, then lifts up the picnic blanket and just dumps all the rubbish on the floor, classic TV, my other favourite thing about that show is the initiative from the fan community: don’t forget to drink when they do, though I haven’t tried that yet. Paul Newman doesn’t even have to be in a film to be awesome, I love the bit in Romeo is Bleeding when Juliet Lewis is talking about Paul Newman and she says ‘he was the prettiest thing that ever lived’ and it doesn’t show it but you know she’s going to die soon, that to me will always be a Paul Newman film.
I’ve noticed lately a habit I’ve developed of writing very small and fitting two lines of writing onto one line and even writing over the margins. It’s as if I’m worried that paper will run out. Continue reading
It’s a refrain from a song about war, the most powerful line I’ve heard or read about war, a soldier speaking from a place of fear ‘I might get home if I can live through today’, the narrator is in danger in a hostile place. It’s from the song ‘Dad’s gonna kill me’, that’s Baghdad he’s referring to. Continue reading
Here is a link to three reviews of my pamphlet, these are the first ones I’ve had so far; it’s nice to finally find out what it’s all about, and phew they are nice ones too:
A review of David Ayer’s End of Watch on The Manchester Review:
This is not a review but rather a few observations about the event held at the Whitworth Art Gallery yesterday. I’ve been a committee member of Poets & Players for just a few months, but have attended events for several years. Yesterday’s event was Continue reading