"And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt." – Sylvia Plath
9.18.2006
lazy sunday
i blew off football yesterday and went out with diggler to take some pictures. he got into bluff creek and came home muddy and full of burrs ... but he had a good time, and i got nice shots like this ...
and now it's monday morning, 8 a.m., and I've been up since 5. not sure why, but i was up. and i watched "Woody Allen: A Life in Film," a made-for-Turner-Classic-Movies documentary with just Woody and clips from his movies. Sadly, it was made four years ago, and ends with "Hollywood Ending," which was one of his weaker pieces, and yet he calls it one of his unqualified successes. Maybe I should rent it this week and watch it again.
I gave up on Woody Allen movies with "Hollywood Ending" because they all kind of sucked. I think "Small Time Crooks" was the last one I enjoyed without (major) reservation. Since then they all seemed to be the same movie, with the same jokes, the same plotlines, etc.
It's cold outside. I want to go write a screenplay. :)
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