Tuesday, March 29, 2005 The follies of celebrity The cost of whitewashing celebrity-endorsed mysticism? $100,000. David Duchovny: Blogger Let's dwell on that one, shall we? For David Duchovny mystifies me, these days. I always liked the episodes of X-Files he wrote and directed, to the point of wishing that his post-XF career would be spent behind the camera, not in front of it (Evolution being a particularly horrifying experience on many levels). So it appears he ALMOST decided to answer my hopes and dreams. Then he decided to be the main character of his feature and cast his wife as his flashback mother. And now I cringe every time I think about this movie. EVERY TIME. Robin William's performance not even the main reason, though it looks really bad. Fortunately, it appears that I'm having a helluva time going to the movies these days -- the last thing I paid to see was Inside Deep Throat, which was really great, but at least three weeks ago. Three weeks! Unheard of. Back to work. SMRT is going well. It's at that point where I haven't really figured out yet how much work is left to do. So I feel fine about it. Great, even. Dandy. The terror is forthcoming, I'm sure. | permalink blog • archives • photos • about • contact This work is licensed under a Creative Commons License. All content © 2004.