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July 12, 2005
I really don't have anything to write about today. I'm sure there is some great film that I haven't given enough column inches to (See: Murderball, Mad Hot Ballroom), but it's not springing to mind. I really don't want to write a nasty story about the trouble at DreamWorks or to ramble on about how the media is so busy obsessing on a non-existant studio box office slump that it is missing the filmed entertainment DVD slump that will actually require (unlike theatrical grosses) some rethinking of budgets.
If I hear one more journalist talking or writing about $10,000 home entertainment systems being ubiquitous, I am going to get The Rock and a baseball bat and get to work. (Go see The Constant Gardener and tell me about home entertainment centers.)
So, all I offer is the following song, with apologies to Johnny Mercer and Harold Arlen:
You've got to accentuate the negative
Eliminate the positive
Latch on to the pejorative
No one reads Mister In-Between
You've got to spread shit up to the maximum
Bring gloom, even if it's a whim
Dash faith or pandemonium's
Liable to turn up on the screen
To illustrate my last remark
Grazer & the Man,
Mechanic on the Dark
What did they do
Just when everything looked so stark
Man, they said Horn better
Accentuate the negative
Eliminate the positive
Latch on to the pejorative
No one reads Mister In-Between
You got to play up to the para-noi-a
Embrace the fear we all employ-a
Repeat until the town's annoyed ya
Embrace the chance to be make folks scream
To illustrate my last remark
Waxman in the Times
AP in the dark
Why did they slump
When other stats weren't so dark
Because you gotta accentuate the negative
Eliminate the positive
Latch on to the pejorative
No one reads Mister In-Between
