Saturday, August 1, 2015

Gently Emoted On.

Yesterday, I stumbled upon Previously On, a relatively new store in Burbank that sells furnishings from the sets of TV shows. But before you fork over the cash, keep in mind: Betty Draper's Victorian fainting couch is a design don’t.

Friday, July 31, 2015

Have A Good Sunday.

Sunday is the worst. It’s as if God wants to punish us by putting church on TV.

But wait – the heathens at Sundance TV are here to help, with a new show called “Close-Up with the Hollywood Reporter.”

It doesn’t matter if you’re not in showbiz – there’s something captivating about actors and directors talking about their processes. “Inside the Actor’s Studio” is proof, but new episodes are sporadic at best. “Dinner for Five” was amazing, and you can still see most of the episodes on YouTube.

But now, there’s a new show on Sundance, premiering this Sunday morning, that features A-listers getting together and talking shop. Some episodes will feature a group of actors, others executive producers. It looks really good.

The show starts airing this Sunday at 11 a.m., so set your DVRs and you’re welcome.

Thursday, July 30, 2015

Here’s What I Have Coming Soon.

I’m in the middle of editing three comedy shorts I shot last month, which means soon you can take a break from all that porn you're streaming and have a laugh.

In the meantime, I’m writing more sketches, and hopefully will shoot them in the upcoming months. I don’t want to spoil the premises, but I will say that for one of them I’ll be coaching up my nephew for his second role, and for another my wardrobe is considered so objectionable it isn’t sold or rented in this town.

Watch for them. Soon.

Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Bring It Home.

The Adobe update was ready to install, but I thought long and hard about it, and I just wasn’t.

Boston developed similar cold feet about its bid for the 2024 Olympics on Monday, which means LA is most likely the new frontrunner for the Games.

I love it.

First of all, before anyone thinks traffic would become paralyzed here, know this: when Los Angeles hosted the Olympics in 1984, the same fear occurred, and it was misguided. Angelenos handled much like we did for both carmageddons – by listening. Here’s how the LA Times reported it back in ’84:

Years of warnings and intense preparations apparently paid off Friday as a predicted paralyzing combination of Olympic and commuter traffic failed to develop on the busiest day yet of the Games. Instead, drivers enjoyed another day of free-flowing freeway traffic across Southern California. “Black Friday,” transportation officials smugly pointed out to reporters, had become “Good Friday.” The driving public had apparently listened to the traffic congestion warnings and predictions. 

While many recent Olympics were economic disasters for their host cities (check out this trippy slideshow), Los Angeles is still making money from 1984, because it wisely used profits to create an endowment called the LA84 Foundation. It funds youth sporting events and facilities, and pays coaches and buys equipment for LA high schools after budget cuts destroy their programs. $214 million have been spent so far. LA is the best.

I love the Olympics, and I hope we get it here. I’ll go to every event I can. Thanks, Boston.

Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Ask Not.

While purging the pics on my iPhone, I found one from when I was attempting to check in to JFK Airport on Facebook. Seems a lot more fitting to name a strip club after the man.

Monday, July 27, 2015

Now Batting.

No man with a ponytail has ever failed a black-belt test.

I personally prefer to let weapons do the talking, like my new bat with nails in it.

It’s actually a prop that I used yesterday in a big casting workshop, and it did it’s job really well. It also sent a message to any neighbors who saw me putting it together outside my house. They’ve been warned.