Another weird ass dream

Admittedly not as weird as my other one, but still weird enough to make me go wtf...kinda.

You ever seen that movie "The Holiday", the one with Kate Winslet and Cameron Diaz? (It's my mom's fault alright, she keeps watching those gay ass chick flicks and I can't help but sit and watch)

Yeah, that's basically the premise for my dream, except though, I switch places with Canadian music legend Bryan Adams. yeah. And I spend the rest of the time looking for cleaning supplies cause I fucked up his million dollar bachelor pad.

It's not something that makes you go WTF? but it certainly was something too out of the ordinary.

Out all celebrities, why Bryan Adams?

And I'm quite sure the dude's got a family and all so the entire idea of a bachelor pad is kinda out of place.

Memoirs (Remember Me) : A script Review

I hate the Twilight phenomenon. And I hate waiting to find out the endings to movies. So I have Twilight fans to thank for them forcing many people on the internet for taking down links to the script for Memoirs. God people, could you just not ruin things for everyone? We get it, you think that Pattinson dude is hot and shit but don't screw it up for people like me who just wants to read a script. And arguably, I hate that I don't have the patience to wait it out before discovering the twist to the ending in this script. So basically, fuck you all for exploiting my weakness.

/rant over, seacrest out.

Ok, now to my script review of Memoirs, this is the october 27, 2008 version, so obviously, there may be some changes.

Here's the thing, I knew of the so called twist before reading the script and as a result, everything in the script has a more bittersweet tone.

So the story is about Tyler, struggling to live with the death of Michael, his brother. Kind of a lame logline and could easily go into a melodrama. He sulks around all day doing dick and generally not giving a fuck about anything. He gets in a fight one night while hanging out with his buddy Aiden, the asshole of an officer comes and breaks it up and because Tyler pisses him off, throws him in jail. Aiden finds out that the cop has a daughter, and convinces Tyler to seduce her to get back at the cop. But it turns out that they have a lot more in common than they think.

If there's ever been a good reason for women to throw their panties at Pattinson, this movie's going to do the trick. The characters are very well defined. Tyler may sulk around feeling sorry for himself but when it comes to matters of his little sister, he goes a million miles and beyond for her. I really liked how Tyler and his sister Caroline interact. That's the thread of the overarching conflict in this piece, or at least one that is done very well dramatically in my opinion.

It's not really a Romance movie, if you're expecting the traditional guy falls for girl, guy loses girl, and guy gets girl back. Yes, that structure is in here but it's not the most important part of the screenplay. The romance is used to highlight a thematic element, enjoy life for what it is even if it doesn't matter in the end.

What liked about the script is how well drawn out the characters are. It may border on the melodrama but I think the writer does a fine balancing act between realism and over the top. Tyler's still shaken up over his brother's death after all these years, his father is absent, his sister is picked on for being a "freak", and Ally's in the same boat as Tyler, both nursing a still open wound. It doesn't go too far into the grief, but rather this is more of a family drama with a hint of romance intertwined.

I think that some parts of it feels forced, particularly around Ally and Tyler's blow up over finding out why Tyler asked her out in the first place. The relationship between Tyler and Ally doesn't call for her reaction to the truth. They were two people form families that have felt the same pain in their lives, the loss of a loved one. In fact, the setting up of the plot between the two with the "fucking his daughter means fucking him" felt unnecessary, and I think it would've been a little stronger without it. But it's not an overtly big issue.

I don't know if it's just me but I love it when there's a little piece where the dude hits on a woman and just sounds as smooth as satin. It's probably due to the nerd in me but I like it when we get to see these characters be confident and smooth. Something to learn from here I guess, confidence and wit goes a long way in impressing people, but I guess it's just the confidence part. Must apply it to real life...

Arguably, this may come off as a rather bland drama, if it weren't for the ending, I don't think I would care as much for the characters. But I really got into the drama and the personal conflicts. It's a family drama done very well in my opinion, and the family dynamic works very well. There's moments of triumphs and moments of disappointments and people say and do things they shouldn't. I've probably seen this kind of movie a million times but it got to me for some reason. It makes for something, dare I say, compelling.

3.5/5

Some more updates

Ok, winter break is coming up which allow me to spend some time and finally get the fuck writing my goddamn script.

I'm going to do a script review of The Road sometime in the next week, depending on how I feel. For some strange reason, I actually picked up The Road and read it cover to cover, which is an extremely rare thing for me to do. The reading part anyways. Besides The Road and My Sister's Keeper (yeah kinda gay I know, but I couldn't pass up the emotional drama behind it), I don't think there was a book besides the 7th Harry Potter that I legitimately picked up to read on my own. Everything else was from school assignments and the like. I don't know about you, but I find Shakespeare extremely boring. The stories are there but I can't get through the language which has always been a pet peeves of mine in terms of reading plays. It's always going to come down to the format and the language that makes or breaks the reading experience.

Now what has been going on in my life?

Nothing, again. Most kids have an unlimited amount of ideas as to what to do. Me and my best friend can't fucking find anything. Nope, it's all about waiting in our mother's basement until next year's Wondercon where we (I) could cream my pants looking at an extremely rare Max Rebo action figure up close and personal. Hell that happened last year when I met Mr. Luke Skywalker himself, Mark Hamil. I can now go around town telling people I got "Hamilled". Can you say BEST DAY EVAR?

Not to mention all the the cool ass movies clips that they're hopefully going to show there.

So yeah...

And I should really get back to writing my script

Yeah...

Alright, so I'm a little behind schedule; no matter. Winter break is coming up and hopefully, that'll give me enough time to go and write my script. Honestly, I don't think I can make my deadline for the end of the year mark, but the point of my "promise" to myself is to get my ass writing, and quite honestly, I have accomplished that even through a miniscule amount.

So yeah, basically fuck it.

So on to other news... well nothing much.

No new script review, maybe next week perhaps.

For a kinda young guy my age, I should be out there doing shit but I've perfected the art of slothing. It's amazing how easy it is to sit around, nap around and all around dick around to waste the time of your day. Obviously, if you're reading this, the information's a little too late, if your young (like 15-ish) get the fuck off the internets and socialize man!

God I can imagine how one day my marriage proposal will be like. If I'm lucky enough to find a girl that'll put up with my shit, it's gong to be one of those extremely unromantic marriage proposals in the face of the earth.

It's going to revolve me and her sitting down having a frozen dinner or take-out some shit like that, and I'll just causually ask her "hey wanna get married one day, you know. Like if 10 years from now you and I are still together, obviously we're not going to meet new people?"

and in a perfect world she'd go yeah, and I'd go "cool, could you pass the remote?"

Now that's fucking true love right there, but one can only dream...