A running list of movies
I would love to discuss with you:
Waiting for Guffman
dog day afternoon
bringing out the dead
All that Jazz
O Brother, Where Art Thou
(actually, any coen brothers movie except the lady killers)
aCTUALLY, ESPECIALLY THE LADY KILLERS.
postcards from the edge
Dazed and Confused
For All Mindkind
scott pilgrim vs the world
A Pigeon Sat on a Branch Reflecting on Existence
Coming to America
DAYS OF THUNDER
THE WORST PERSON IN THE WORLD
Mikey and Nicky
My formative years were spent in a 900 sqft Toluca Lake apartment with only a box of Judy Garland VHS tapes my father found at a garage sale to keep me company. With a second child on the way, my parents sacrificed their budding filmmaking careers (Mom producing & Dad directing) for a more stable life in central CA where we were met with bankruptcy, death and divorce.
So much for stable. ︎
Since birth, I’ve had a severe high-frequency hearing loss that requires hearing aids in both ears. This inability to rely solely on the words people speak has allowed my listening process to morph into a full-body contact sport. I learned to analyze tones, textures, body language, energy frequencies and shifts in the air. Anything that could add context to the one out of every six words I’d catch.
It’s due to a lifetime of missing the punchline that I found joy in the theatre.
I loved doing plays as a child because I finally knew all the words.