Things that have been great in 2013:
#1: For most significant event and biggest relief - My 78 year-old Dad had his chest cracked open, his lazy human heart valve replaced with a more motivated pig heart valve, and recovered with his signature zeal and stubbornness. Three months later he is lifting weights and internet day trading his way to strength and wealth.
#2: For childhood dreams come true - I walked my cat on a leash. She loved it. I love her. If babies looked like Masha I might consider having one.
#3: For taking risks - I moved to Los Angeles. In 1999 I left New York and lived in Orange County for six months. It didn’t go so well and I ran away to the University of East Anglia in Norwich, England, which went a little bit better. So far Los Feliz is nothing like the O.C., which is only the beginning of its charm.
#4: For my ability to still make a living in/be good at fashion while I figure out how to do what I really want to do - I made it through the F/W 13 season. Between February and May I wrote 84 runway show reviews and an additional 22 reports averaging over ten pages each. I am officially taking a break.
#5: For swallowing my pride - I bought an iPhone. I put my Blackberry Bold, which for the record still works as well as it did in 2008, in a drawer. These apps you people have been talking about, I admit, they rule. Typing on a touchscreen though? Bleh.
#6: For dumb satisfaction: Finally, FINALLY, there is some real goddamn dragon action on GOT. Enough is Enough.
Today I am grateful my father had his heart valve replaced by the surgeon of a war criminal (Dick Cheney), is out of the ICU, and still knows how to torture everyone with kooky jokes, long-winded stories about long-dead cats and his inflammatory liberal politics.
Thank you, socialized military medicine, for saving yet another member of my family.
I am beyond excited to see Shane Carruth’s second film Upstream Color.
His first movie Primer is genius - it’s what “indie” should aspire to, rather than twee and/or exploitative garbage. Naval gazing this is not.
Shane Carruth gives me hope that DIY filmmaking can exist in this world and that smart concepts will trump empty self-indulgence (sometimes even at Sundance!).
From the L.A. Times:
“Nine years ago, Shane Carruth burst onto the independent film scene with “Primer,” a heady, complex, sci-fi thriller that made time travel seem disturbingly plausible. Shot for only $7,000, the film took the Grand Jury Prize at the Sundance Film Festival, beating out more buzzworthy titles like “Napoleon Dynamite” and “Garden State.” Carruth — a one-time software engineer — served as director, writer, producer, actor, cinematographer, editor, composer, casting director, production designer and sound designer.”
“I now know what I will be doing. I will be doing this,” Carruth said. “I will be making films and I’m going to keep working, no matter what I have to do. And I don’t plan to ever ask for permission from anybody.”—
Seriously missing the West right now. This temporary perma-rainy suburban east-coast thing is not working for me.
Just because Washington D.C. has an Allsaints (in Georgetown - how weird!) store now, it’s not any more interesting* than it was in 1997.
*(Maybe in fact the nation’s capital is lessinteresting now that Smash, Commander Salamander, Au Pied Du Cochon, that afterhours place Red south of Dupont and every other independent business has been replaced by a Whole Foods or a Johnny Rockets)
Big Bend III, (Coral Texas) 2012