Tuesday, November 30, 2004
Monday, November 29, 2004
On top of that, I lost my notebook, complete with outlines. Most of them I already transferred to other copies, but the Lucy Pinder one (in addition to not being remotely finished) was still in there. So now I'm going to have to set that one down all over again. F.U.C.K.
Sunday, November 28, 2004
Holly Marie Combs
Jennifer Love Hewitt
See also http://www.thebabeindex.com/Cindylover1969/ for a purely me-centric view...
Friday, November 26, 2004
Basically, I'm a soundtrack geek(ish). You don't hear much about them because it's the kind of thing that society doesn't indulge much, not the way they indulge sports freaks (no offence - some of my best friends...). Soundtrack fans are pretty much down there with fans of "cult" series, except that you're unlikely to find anyone determined to adopt a Goldsmithian ponytail or grow a Christopher Young-type beard.
Not that I don't enjoy listening to stuff the rest of the world likes, but I'd really much rather download the theme from The Iron Horse (and I have) than listen to The Streets or whatever; the trouble is, pretty much no one at work goes along with this, so every day I take a different CD to work and play it before anyone else comes in. Oh, I did try to play them with others around, but the tossers never got it (Marco Beltrami's Scream didn't go down well)... and why do they always assume you have Titanic? For the record, no I don't - I loved the movie, but James Horner's music has been done before by him. If you want good Titanic-linked music, check out Raise the Titanic! (And no, you can't buy the OST because John Barry's music was never released, although there's a re-recording available.) Even when I brought in the programme from Jerry Goldsmith's 75th birthday concert earlier this year, it didn't escape my notice that they commented more on his being Jewish. (I was off work on holiday the week he passed away - one of a shocking number of composers to leave us this year [Fred Karlin, David Raksin, Piero Picconi, Elmer Bernstein, Gil Melle, Michel Colombier, Carlo Rustichelli...] - and I doubt they commented when it was on the news. In fact, I doubt they even heard the news - probably too busy talking about bloody EastEnders and fucking Coronation Street...)
I guess I like the stuff because it's right between stuff everyone's heard of and stuff no one's heard; it's not exactly mainstream, but neither is it truly out-of-the-way. And also, a lot of it's damned good... of course a lot of it stinks, but what else is new? I regret taking my big sister's advice and taping a lot of other stuff in the 1990s - now I've got a lot of tapes with stuff I have to fast-forward. People just don't get it. Ah well, you can keep your Embraces and your Coldplays and your Christina Aguileras; I've got my scores and themes, and we're all happy.
Oh yeah, and the Timeline in question is Goldsmith's unused score, not the Brian Tyler replacement (which is good in its own ways).
Thursday, November 25, 2004
Rave: Michael Giacchino. For three years, he's been providing sterling musical accompaniment to Jennifer Garner kicking butt one moments and wiggling it the next on Alias (and bless J.J. Abrams for pushing to have the inevitable albums be all score - much as I adore Buffy the Vampire Slayer, I wish Joss Whedon could have been similarly insistent regarding Christophe Beck); now he's got his first movie assignment, and with The Incredibles he scored in both senses of the term - swinging and exciting by turns. For a series that's never been more than a true cult show, its participants sure seem to be going places. (And no songs, another rarity for a Western animated feature.)
Wednesday, November 24, 2004
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
These things are almost on a level with the Ricki/Jerry/Sally Jessy/Dr. Phil/Trisha type of show; I admit that the aspect of such shows that most annoys me (you have all these people bringing out their problems to a studio audience and all the viewers at home, and at the end of the hour they still have the same damn problems - they aren't any closer to solving them, and all they have to show for it is the audience figures for better or worse - worse in Trisha's case, since she's leaving ITV... or maybe not, since she's transferring to Five) isn't here, but there's nothing there except the same reason people buy those celebrity magazines, especially the ones that sneer at celebrities for having flaws just like the rest of us (ha ha ha, Britney's got zits). The viewers might tell off the people taking part for doing anything to be on TV, but if they're so much better why don't they just watch something else? For heaven's sake, ITV2 even has ROLLING COVERAGE OF THE FUCKING THING!!! About the only good reason I can think of for anyone sad enough to tune in to the thing (and which a number of newspaper editors are hoping for) would be in the hope that one of the ladies'll obligingly strip off. Damn them for bringing Sophie Anderton on board - not because she's ugly, but because she isn't. But will the lure of the willing-to-undress Sophie persuade me to take a look?
Probably not - even with Jessica Simpson and Paris Hilton, Newlyweds and The Simple Life are hardly essential viewing. So I'll continue to hide my head whenever mention of it comes up, and hope for it to go away eventually.
And people wonder why many Brits prefer to watch American, but that's another rant...
Monday, November 22, 2004
Sunday, November 21, 2004
I used to keep diaries... couldn't focus long enough to write anything down in them. So much easier now... so much faster to vent at the damn Evening Standard for not shutting up about the Olympics! Sport is of no interest to me except for the following reasons: the music John Williams wrote for NBC's coverage of the Olympiad years ago, and ladies involved (good-looking ones, mind). Basically, unless it involves the Williams sisters, Anna Kournikova and Maria Sharapova playing while naked for instance (or maybe Steffi Graf - yes, I know she's retired...), I'm not interested.