Friday night. Eyes not dead.
Mar. 4th, 2022 08:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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It's Friday & I just ate takeout Red Robin from the local branch that still has the impossible burger (Carpenter Road), having ordered it from the office, which I left after 7, having pretty much gotten things ready for the new hires who arrive Monday (one virtually, one in person). It's been a whirlwind. Feels like Monday is gonna be The Show, I was telling somebody, since we already used up the baseball metaphor of Opening Day for the day folks started going back to the office.
Now it's catching up on Ukraine & getting in my daily Spanish lesson, and then I think I can put my feet up and catch up on games on my phone. Oooh, it's after 7, so the new Semantle is ready....
I've got a coupla more pending Postcards of the Day that are related to the warring. But it's about the point in the war in which I'll give up on that & go back to the regular stuff in the wings.
There's this late-night TV news show (which it turns out is still out there) (and I tried recording it, hoping maybe it'd be, along with the PBS and BBC stuff, reasonably straightforward and un-smug-smarmy, but it's schlock now too) called Nightline, which started when there were Americans held hostage in Iran. They started it with a countdown of what day of that we were on, not expecting it to go on for hundreds of days. So at some point it went from being a New! Crisis! show to a regular TV show. I guess with the postcards it's more like me going back to my regularly scheduled program. But let me just say here, on this Russian website, out in the open, that this war is an atrocity and evil and my posts aren't just vaguely anti-war on "both sides". Viva Ukraine. And best of luck and any blessings the world can provide upon them as they contend with Putin's horrors.
(Bookmark https://fflo.dreamwidth.org/, Tracy, if you're out there?)
What I got on here tonight to talk about, though, was this podcast Dead Eyes, which I've only just heard about this week, on accounta the big news (about it) that Tom Hanks is about to go on it, or has just gone on it. It's in its third season, and it's all been about the host's haunting by a rejection for a role in the Hanks project "Band of Brothers", after he'd been cast, when he was told that Hanks said he had dead eyes.
So I've gone back to catch some episodes from it, to see what's been making it an increasingly popular podcast, and get an idea of the long lead-up to this big "get" (but not "get") (about a not getting). Happily, I seem content to sample an episode here and there---as if it's a radio show I happen to catch now & then---rather than feeling as if I have to listeactn to them all, which was my first impulse. The host/actor has as guests various other show-biz folks, often talking about other haunting rejections, and it's a little like group therapy at times, with some interesting stories mixed in. Interesting maybe partly cuz I pick episodes like the Seth Rogan and the Judd Apatow, whom I have some interest in. But also it ends up being about people processing their feelings and coping with (and sometimes laughing at) (or trying to help the host laugh at) how caught up in one's own perspective we can get.
Yet all the while it's doing this, it's pretty cringy, how the very sense of self-importance that "allows" this guy to put out this podcast to begin with, and to allow out & find worth talking about all these feelings things, is so clearly a privileged white male kind of thing. I mean, shit, tonight as I drove away from Red Robin with my food, this guy actually said that serial gig acting is "the hardest job in the world"--- he was prompting his guest, saying something about how only people like them know this about acting. So, yeah, barf. But still. Still, here's this guy talking about his feelings and other people talking about them as if they matter and are a serious and important subject. So it's a pretty strange combo of reactions I'm having, listening to my sample so that I can then hear the big Tom Hanks climax, after which I suppose that'll be it for Dead Eyes.
It's Friday & I just ate takeout Red Robin from the local branch that still has the impossible burger (Carpenter Road), having ordered it from the office, which I left after 7, having pretty much gotten things ready for the new hires who arrive Monday (one virtually, one in person). It's been a whirlwind. Feels like Monday is gonna be The Show, I was telling somebody, since we already used up the baseball metaphor of Opening Day for the day folks started going back to the office.
Now it's catching up on Ukraine & getting in my daily Spanish lesson, and then I think I can put my feet up and catch up on games on my phone. Oooh, it's after 7, so the new Semantle is ready....
I've got a coupla more pending Postcards of the Day that are related to the warring. But it's about the point in the war in which I'll give up on that & go back to the regular stuff in the wings.
There's this late-night TV news show (which it turns out is still out there) (and I tried recording it, hoping maybe it'd be, along with the PBS and BBC stuff, reasonably straightforward and un-smug-smarmy, but it's schlock now too) called Nightline, which started when there were Americans held hostage in Iran. They started it with a countdown of what day of that we were on, not expecting it to go on for hundreds of days. So at some point it went from being a New! Crisis! show to a regular TV show. I guess with the postcards it's more like me going back to my regularly scheduled program. But let me just say here, on this Russian website, out in the open, that this war is an atrocity and evil and my posts aren't just vaguely anti-war on "both sides". Viva Ukraine. And best of luck and any blessings the world can provide upon them as they contend with Putin's horrors.
(Bookmark https://fflo.dreamwidth.org/, Tracy, if you're out there?)
What I got on here tonight to talk about, though, was this podcast Dead Eyes, which I've only just heard about this week, on accounta the big news (about it) that Tom Hanks is about to go on it, or has just gone on it. It's in its third season, and it's all been about the host's haunting by a rejection for a role in the Hanks project "Band of Brothers", after he'd been cast, when he was told that Hanks said he had dead eyes.
So I've gone back to catch some episodes from it, to see what's been making it an increasingly popular podcast, and get an idea of the long lead-up to this big "get" (but not "get") (about a not getting). Happily, I seem content to sample an episode here and there---as if it's a radio show I happen to catch now & then---rather than feeling as if I have to listeactn to them all, which was my first impulse. The host/actor has as guests various other show-biz folks, often talking about other haunting rejections, and it's a little like group therapy at times, with some interesting stories mixed in. Interesting maybe partly cuz I pick episodes like the Seth Rogan and the Judd Apatow, whom I have some interest in. But also it ends up being about people processing their feelings and coping with (and sometimes laughing at) (or trying to help the host laugh at) how caught up in one's own perspective we can get.
Yet all the while it's doing this, it's pretty cringy, how the very sense of self-importance that "allows" this guy to put out this podcast to begin with, and to allow out & find worth talking about all these feelings things, is so clearly a privileged white male kind of thing. I mean, shit, tonight as I drove away from Red Robin with my food, this guy actually said that serial gig acting is "the hardest job in the world"--- he was prompting his guest, saying something about how only people like them know this about acting. So, yeah, barf. But still. Still, here's this guy talking about his feelings and other people talking about them as if they matter and are a serious and important subject. So it's a pretty strange combo of reactions I'm having, listening to my sample so that I can then hear the big Tom Hanks climax, after which I suppose that'll be it for Dead Eyes.
