Boy, I really did it to myself this weekend. Just trying to stall for more time, I suppose. Can't deny it any longer. And so, let's get back into it. How about Jim Browne? Nope, football. Hasn't made the transition to directing yet, though many have done so. How about THIS Jim Browne? Nope, distribution. They want credit for what they do now. How about Jim Browne (VII)? Nope, not in the biz just yet. Okay, how about Jim Browner? Nope, COLLEGE football. How about Jim Brownsett? Nope, actor. But that's as close as we're going to come to Jim Brownest... you know, Brown, Browne, Browner, Brownest... sorry, but I am a bully, I admit it. Tenses don't apply to names.
Anyway, moving on. How about Jim Brownell? Nope, just special thanks. And not for directing. How about Jim Browning? Nope, uncredited actor. I guess he got tired of getting no credit and quit the whole filthy biz entire. Can't say as I blame him. Jim Brownlee? Construction and rigging. Jim Brownlow? Driver. Quit the biz too, I guess. Also, couldn't do the secret handshake. When they handed him his Walking Papers, they said "Brownlow, too slow." Cruel. Very damn cruel. How about Jim Brownold? Voice actor. Got tired of just being called a "voice actor," I suppose. Needed to find meaning.
Whelp, that's all the variations on the name "Brown" and "Browne" that modern show business could handle, so what's next? On to the James Brown's of the world, starting with the Godfather of Soul. Soul and some Domestic Abuse. Well, he wore many hats in Show Business, but director was not one of them. And as we all remember from his episode of "The Simpsons," you have to know the value of a well-constructed bandstand. Which brings us to the next question: how about this one, this one and this one? Well, that's the gag. Turns out they're all the same white guy! Again, many hats, but no director's chair with his name on it. Ah, the irony of show business. A very powerful figure on the movie set, but a rather flimsy chair to sit in.
How about this one? Nope, "Central Loader." I thought it was all digital tapes now, I don't get it. Oh well, union rules are what they are. How about... phew! Good. Finally found one. I'm tired now, I gotta go... hey, don't laugh, folks! Some people take longer than others. If it takes you 20 years to get out of makeup and into directing, so be it. Keep sleeping with that rainbow.
"The Winner's Guide to Winning" on the Tubés that are You ... is it the whole thing or just the trailer?
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