Answer: "Friends as Movie Stars."
Question: "What is a very bizarre concept, Alex?"
Bizarre, but cool! Honestly, I'm more excited about seeing Paul in this thing than I am about my own fucking movie. Check it out:
Speaking of my own movie (the soon-to-be-devastatingly-legendary "Cocaine Angel," in case you forgot), I'm heading to Crofton this evening for a 10-day power edit with the one and only Dave Lahn. Randy (www.hifiny.com) arrives home on Tuesday, at which point a rescreening of "Saw" is certain to happen. I can't get Elwes out of my fuckin' head, man!
Also, congrats (I'm trying to think of an inventive new word to replace "props" cuz that shit is crazy decomposed) to fellow Indiewire blogger Morgan Spurlock, whose premiere episode of "30 Days" was entertaining, funny, enlightening, sobering, and just plain high quality television. I've been so disconnected from the little blue box for so long that it's good to have something to look forward to for the next few weeks/months.
Also, cross your fingers for me. I'm going into "town" soon (seriously, Mt. Airy is like Mayberry) to get a haircut. My self-inflicted Dorothy Hammill bob has got to go now that I'm back in reality. I just need to keep stressing that it isn't the LENGTH that has to go, it's just the shape and shit. Hopefully they'll catch on.
I'm starving myself all day (okay, I've had two cups of water) in preparation for tonight's seafood feast at Liberty Road Seafood. If y'all motherfuckers don't know, you better quit gigglin'. Maryland doesn't fuck around. Crabs is in my blood, yo!