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“The world is a hellish place,
and bad writing is destroying
the quality of our suffering.”
– Tom Waits
This is my first chance to comment at length on last night’s great showing of Transformers: The Movie and G.I. Joe: The Movie at the Egyptian in Hollywood for the American Cinematheque.
First off, I want to say what an honor and a thrill it was to be invited to participate. It was great seeing so many of the old crew again, including Don Jurwich, Larry F. Houston, Neil Ross, Hank Garrett (wish you had time to tell that hilarious story from your pro wrestler days about the “wild man” you had to face once), Michael Bell, Bill Ratner, Wally Burr, and my old friend (and one of the few I’ve got left) Flint Dille.
And it was especially great to finally see G.I. Joe: The Movie the way it was intended to be shown, and in as great and as historic a venue as the Egyptian (my personal fave of the old classic Hollywood theaters). Soon-ok will tell you it was both a proud and a humbling moment for me.
And another proud and humbling aspect were all the fans who showed up and expressed great enthusiasm for what we had done 30 some years when we were toiling away at Sunbow. Truth be told, at the time we wondered how well we would be remembered for our efforts, and I’m happy to see that we made a big impression with a lot of people that continues to this day.
My thanx to Duvien Ho, Michael Floyd, and all the other folks at both American Cinematheque and Dammaged Goods for putting this show together, and a special thanx to fans and friends like Ralph Miley, Geoff Strout, Holly Knevelbaard, Josh Burns, Diana Davis, and so many others who came out and made it so wonderful.
Here is video & audio of the panels:
“If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then do not write; our culture has no use for it.” — Anaias Nin
For those Joe and Transformer fans out there, the American Cinematheque is hosting a double feature at the Hollywood Egyptian on March 7, 2015. Both films will be shown and sandwiched in between ‘em will be writer/story editor Flint Dille, voice actor Neil Ross, director Don Jurwich, story board director Larry Houston, writer Don Glut, and yrs trly to talk about the films and the other series produced by Sunbow in the mid-80s.
Anything we can’t remember, we’ll make up…
The fun starts at 7:30, tickets are $11 (but only $7 if you’re an American Cinematheque member, so why doncha join?), and the Egyptian (my personal favorite of the classic Hollywood movie palaces) is located at 6712 Hollywood Boulevard, between Las Palmas and McCadden, just east of Highland Avenue in Hollywood.
Don’t make us come looking for you!
Josh Hadley, that’s who.
Josh interviewed me earlier this year for his podcast, but a funny thing happened when he uploaded it.
He used an audio sample from Visionaries, one of the series I wrote for oh so many moons ago, as part of his intro to the interview.
Seems Killah Priest, a Wu-Tang Clan affiliate, has also sampled the same segment from Visionaries for one of his recordings, and his label has ‘bots crawling the ‘webs, looking for anybody who may have ripped them off.
Basically, they told SoundCloud to take down Josh’s Radiodrome podcast for copyright infringement!
Ha! It’s going to take more than mere ‘bots to stop Josh or shut me up!
Magnus, Robot Fighter brawl by Vic Prezio
“If it sounds like writing, I rewrite it. Or, if proper usage gets in the way, it may have to go. I can’t allow what we learned in English composition to disrupt the sound and rhythm of the narrative.” — Elmore Leonard
let me show you a ghost, she said
she took me outside and pointed to the starry sky
the heavens are full of ghosts
each star is a ghost, a million years old, a billion years old
the light shows us what it once was, not what it is
the moment the light leaves a star
it becomes a ghost
and no matter how lifelike it seems
it only represents that star as it was
on the way to what it was becoming
many of those stars are long dead
and the rest are no longer as they were
an instant or an eon, it makes no difference
dead is dead, past is past, a ghost is a ghost
let me show you a ghost, I said
I took her inside and pointed to a mirror
“Better to write for yourself and have no public, than
to write for the public and have no self.” Cyril Connolly
found via Michael Dobson
note: this idea has been lurking around in the back of my head for some time, maybe as long as a decade. it’s the sort of thing that works best on stage in front of a live audience; other media tends to blunt the comedy. since I had no venue for it, Rex stayed unwritten for some time. then it spawned another idea — a much bigger, better idea — but one with no room for the original concept.
so here it is: enjoy
Atomic Space Marshal Of The Cosmos
by Buzz Dixon
place: a tiny live TV studio
REX URANUS…………..the super-scientific genius responsible for maintaining peace and order in the universe, wears a gaudy uniform; in reality a fast fading matinee idol, somewhat long in the tooth for this sort of thing but still clinging to delusions of adequacy
SALLY SATURN…………..Rex’s bright, perky assistant who wears a similar gaudy uniform; in reality a young actress who naively came to the big city searching for stardom and who has been wised up fast
JUNIOR JUPITER…………..a space cadet trainee assigned to Rex, basically a big kid even though clearly an adult, wears a similar gaudy uniform; in reality a journeyman actor who has been in the business long enough to know how the game is played
The DIRECTOR…………..a harried professional trying to keep the show from falling apart on air, wears normal 1950s clothes, carries a much revised copy of the script, may be played by a male or female actor (no dialog)
The ANNOUNCER…………..a consummate professional with a melodious voice, introduces the show and does the commercial breaks, dresses nicely in 1950s clothes, may be played by a male or female actor
The PROCESS SERVER…………..a funny looking little man in a normal but ill-fitting 1950s suit, enjoys his job of sticking it to jerks, carries a blue bound legal divorce papers document he is trying to serve on the actor playing Rex (no dialog)