Woe of the Child Actor
There’s nothing sadder in entertainment than watching a child act on stage or on screen because we know that media adventure can and will only damage the future adult in the child.
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To Go East or West
When you are born into the unimaginative middling Midlands of the United States, the question you must put to yourself as an artist upon reaching the age of consent is: “Which way do I get out of here?” Many are never brave enough to ask that question while a tender few take the path of safety and satiety and move South to Kansas City or North to Minneapolis or Chicago. The rest of us head out headlong into the left or right and that is the keystone question of the day: “Do I go East or West?”
Marlon Brando and the Promise of Danger
Danger is the most important essence an actor can bring to the stage because it is nigh impossible to capture. The most dangerous actor in the history of the American Theatre is Marlon Brando.
Yoostar is the Future of Movies
If you haven’t visited Yoostar.com yet, I strongly urge you to head on over there and meet your future maker: Your stardom awaits you! You see, Yoostar is the future of movie making where you can replace an actor in a scene with your own dang self! On July 12, 2006, I predicted this would happen in an article titled — Are Actors Necessary: Negotiating Future Dead Rights — and now you can be the future of movies as well as rewriting the history of cinema. Here’s Snoop Dogg acting in an old Abbot and Costello movie. Eerie, eh?
How to Become Immortal
While it is inhuman to want for immortality — that impossible task is now possible if you have the right tangent and talent.
Flickering in Starlight
I miss the old days of watching stars flicker under lingering stars in the open and unprotected midst of a drive-in movie theatre.
McMenamins and The Kennedy School
Gordon Davidescu wrote this article.
When I was a kid and we took a long road trip from New Jersey to sunny Orlando, Florida for our first visit to Walt Disney World, one of my parents made an observation about strip malls.
No matter where we went, it seemed, the stores were pretty much the same. They were the same on the outside and the same on the inside. What a peculiar thing, I thought. At home we had such stores as The Princeton Record Exchange and dozens of other small stores – owned and operated by individuals or small groups of people, not large corporations.
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