Plugging Me, Plugging You

I know everyone is probably still pissy about my The Rottie and The Latte confession of the other day, which was kind of the point…to provoke and self-deprecate in case it seemed like i was judging without allowing myself be judged.  (There were mitigating circumstances with that script, of course, but Imma resist the urge to make excuses that keeps welling up in me since the movie stinks so hard).

Anyway, new blog of my own next week, but today I wanted to post links to two things that were either direct or indirect fruit of this blog in case you hadn’t seen ‘em:

One was the awesome Aliens/Predator synopsis generator that this reader created. I think it is RAD! Thank you, A. Writer of Beercan Films.  (incidentally, if you want to look at my original post you may want to access through this link. this website is only allowing me to keep 6 or so blogs visible on my page at a time so that one’s now only findable with a google search, i think).

The second cool thing is this dispatch from the I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell set.  I especially like the passage about the cast and crew being so good in spite of the material and writer’s behavior, because I often hear people on websites about films and TV saying “how could someone work on X show or Y movie? It’s TERRIBLE.” Even bad movies take a shit-ton of talent to get made, and, unlike me, not everyone’s job is to give their opinion about the script. Most sets that I’ve been on have been pretty cool places to work, with cool people trying to do a good job on whatever part of the production they’re responsible for, regardless of what’s being shot. It’s nice to see that it shows through to a self-described outsider, even on this movie that i may have insinuated is being produced for idiots to consume.

I also like the part of the article where the guy talks about what a dick Tucker is, but why beat a dead horse when that’s already Gawker’s jam.

 

p.s. I watched Predator again (again) the other night and I still find the most disturbing thing in that movie to be the fact that Mac dry-shaves his face with a razor when he goes crazy after his best friend gets predatized.  Fucking OUCH, man.