Saturday, February 23, 2008

Jacob's Great Strides Video

Julie put together this wonderful montage for Great Strides fundraising this year. Please take a look at it and follow the link at the end of the video or at the bottom of this post if you would like to make a donation. Thank you!


Jacob's CF donation page

Sunday, February 10, 2008

An interesting weekend. I turned in some 60 pages of script the other day and I await word from the "manager" guy. Not sure will that will lead, but I feel good about those pages, I really do. The moment I emailed him the pages, I felt a weight lift off of me. Man, has writing that script really been pressing down on me that much?

I went to see "There Will Be Blood" on Friday night and I believe it is one of the finest movies I've seen in almost 5 years. As is my custom, I go back and reread some of the reviews of the movie in hopes to pick up some more insight. I was very surprised to discover several prominent critics wrongly state that Daniel Day-Lewis' character "Daniel Plainview" merely used his adopted son, HW, as a prop. I'm surprised because Paul Thomas Anderson took great pains in showing some wonderful, loving moments between Plainview and HW (who was portrayed by newcomer Dillon Freasier). There is moment in the film in which Plainview is commanded to confess that he has abandoned his son (for reasons you'll know if you saw the film). It's in that moment that Day-Lewis unleashes every bit of anguish that character has for sending his son away. It is a powerful scene. HW represents the only character in the film that Plainview actually does love and in losing HW, Plainview is driven deeper into madness. Like I said, I'm surprised that someone like Peter Travers of Rolling Stone, who wrote an entire expose on the film, completely missed this part of Plainview's character.

We're starting the Great Strides fund raising letter and creating a short video. I'm close to deciding about running a marathon this fall.

Sunday, February 03, 2008

Just got back from my neighbor's house where we watched "Into the Wild", Sean Penn's wonderful new film. The sidewalk was damp and the air had the musty smell that accompanies a late night drizzle. The movie was thought provoking and sad. Emile Hirsch gives a breakthrough performance as Christopher McCandless, a young man who set off into the Alaskan wild to fend for himself. McCandless died up there, seeking some sort of truth. The film is based on Jon Krakauer's book with the same title. Penn has crafted what I believe is his most accessible film, and his most moving one, as well.

The moment Hirsch appeared on screen, with wild eyes, a scraggy beard and disheveled hair, my heart began to hurt. How is it possible that I sit down to watch something three years to the date that Matt died and the main character of siad film is just like him. It just made m thoughts deepen and my attention to the film grow more intense. I found no flaws in this movie. Nothing. Eddie Vedder wrote some exquisite songs that make me want to buy the soundtrack.

I could ramble on for a while about the movie but it all feels pointless. My I put up here may never be read by anyone. Plus, it's nearly 1:00 and I don't want to veer back into dwelling on the death of my friend. I did that this morning when I wrote this week's Basement Song entry. No need to continue picking the scabs.