Thursday, June 17, 2004
Latest news on the home-finding front. I placed an ad in the local weekly and received a call yesterday from a woman with a house on a lake. The price is pretty damn good and, best of all, we'd be living in the village of Blodgett's Landing. Love that name. Turns out it was some kind of spiritualist community in the 19th century. Let's see...New England house on a lake in winter in an area teeming with spiritual residue...yup, we're moving into a Stephen King novel.
Wednesday, June 16, 2004
So the latest TV show we've gotten hooked on, thanks to the Seattle Public Library, is Queer as Folk (the US version). Watched the complete first season in a mad frenzy then got through season two even faster before Em's family descended on us. The show's supposed to be set in Pittsburgh but it's filmed in Toronto and all of the secondary characters have thick, thick Canadian accents -- or more precisely, Southern Ontario accents -- so thick that it's hard to take seriously that the show is set in the US. Still, the incredibly graphic sex makes it all worthwhile.
Definitely sensed a drop in quality in the second season with plots becoming more outlandish and highly predictable. After watching a particularly weak episode, I couldn't help noticing as the credits rolled that the woman who wrote it...is an ex-girlfriend of mine. Not just any ex but the woman who inspired my disastrous move to Edmonton ten years ago, a move that ultimately led me to flee the province, the country, and my then-burgeoning film career. Now she's a hotshot on the Canadian film scene, writing screenplays and TV shows and, as I discovered by reading the credits closer, serving as Executive Story Consultant on QAF.
Mixed feelings accompanied this discovery. That she's a success and I'm...not...well, that's kind of a pisser. At the same time, I can't deny some satisfaction that the show seems to have gotten worse as she came aboard. Is that petty of me?
Definitely sensed a drop in quality in the second season with plots becoming more outlandish and highly predictable. After watching a particularly weak episode, I couldn't help noticing as the credits rolled that the woman who wrote it...is an ex-girlfriend of mine. Not just any ex but the woman who inspired my disastrous move to Edmonton ten years ago, a move that ultimately led me to flee the province, the country, and my then-burgeoning film career. Now she's a hotshot on the Canadian film scene, writing screenplays and TV shows and, as I discovered by reading the credits closer, serving as Executive Story Consultant on QAF.
Mixed feelings accompanied this discovery. That she's a success and I'm...not...well, that's kind of a pisser. At the same time, I can't deny some satisfaction that the show seems to have gotten worse as she came aboard. Is that petty of me?
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