Friday, August 17, 2007

To Sean on His 47th Birthday

It's 2:30am in Chicago, which means it's barely after midnight in California, so it's officially Sean's birthday, but don't wake him; he needs his, um, sleep. The new movie he directed opens in a month, so unless he's down in Venezuela or in the Middle East somewhere, making a slight show of himself but also sticking with his political convictions and using his money to achieve something real, let's assume he's making editing tucks or getting the press junket going for Into the Wild. I loved the book, and I like the trailer, so even though none of Sean's other directing projects has really jelled for me, I'm hopeful about this one.

I also still assume that, one day, he will call. I still mean every word of this. I saw The Assassination of Richard Nixon in the theater. I even saw All the King's Men in the theater. I make my students watch The Thin Red Line. I watched the Meta-Free-Phor-All with Stephen Colbert and Robert Pinsky, and I don't even get Comedy Central. I can be sweet. I can be lowdown. Please advise, etc.

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Blogger David S. said...

For some reason, through all of the blogs of yours that I've read and all the time I spent reading your essays and reviews, I never picked up on your love for Sean Penn. Am I that dense? I suppose so.

Anyway, I live in the same town as Sean Penn, so I got the chance to see the first screening ever of "Into the Wild," and though it was a rough copy I was still captivated through most of it and very much appreciated the performances of Catherine Keener (who I always love) and an old man towards the end whose name I can't recall. I'll be interested to see what you think of it!

1:33 AM, August 18, 2007  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Did you see that picture of him vacationing at the beach recently? Hot, hot stuff.

10:51 PM, August 27, 2007  

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