Darin keeps flipping between a fine (Canadian!) vampire flick called Blood and Donuts and a fine (uh...not!) flick called Showgirls.
Times like these were made for literacy, you know what I mean?
Last night we went out to dinner with Tiffany & Wyndham and Adam & Allison --
(Perhaps there are some out there who do not understand the strange nomenclature of the Hollywood. "&" denotes that the two of you choose to work together on a script, whereas "and" denotes you're a couple of people who independently worked on a project. So if you see "Lowell Ganz & Babaloo Mandel," you know that they have chosen to work on a project together. If you see "Lowell Ganz and Babaloo Mandel," you should assume that they never met, that Babaloo was hired after Lowell, and each has gone around saying that he actually wrote the script and this other schmuck is taking half his paycheck.
(As an exercise, break down the screenwriting credit from Darkman: Daniel Goldin & Joshua Goldin and Chuck Pfarrer and Ivan Raimi & Sam Raimi. Remember: only three people, or three writing groups, can get credit on a project.)
-- The 6 of us went to dinner at Monsoon, which is on the 3rd Street Promenade at Wilshire Blvd. in Santa Monica. It was quite good: nouveau Pacific Chinese cuisine.
Allison and Adam stayed at our house last night. We stayed up and watched the two best episodes of The X-Files ever: "Clyde Bruckman's Last Repose" and "Jose Chung's From Outer Space", both written by X-Files wunderkind Darin Morgan. Darin Morgan wrote the 4 best episodes of that show; it's amazing how much better they were than the average X-Files episode, or indeed than any TV show. Sigh.
Had breakfast with A&A this morning before bidding them adieu. Allison needed to go off to rehearse for a recital she's in this evening at a Bastille Day (!) party -- Darin and I were invited, but Darin said he was going to work all this weekend and the idea of a choice between "black tie" or "French costume" frightened me.
Darin did some work, but not as much as he planned. We went out for an early dinner and I was kind of pokey, not so much depressed as no-energy. Didn't want to go to a movie, didn't want to rent a video, didn't want to...etc. So we stayed in this evening.
Dave Filippi says you may go check out his impressions of me chez lui: Perfect World.
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