That's right, I'm still doing this one! If only because I want to leave no James Brown stone unturned. I mean, for instance, you've got someone like James C. Brown, but then there's this other James C. Brown! And then you've got this James C. Brown here who's apparently not even in showbiz yet, but there's still a place for him! Maybe I should change my name to James C. Brown! On the other hand, maybe I want to shake things up a little bit, like... like C. James Brown?
Well, let's sleep on that one for a while because it's a big world out there, and we've got someone like James D. Brown to contend with. A guy like David Klein just trying to move on after working with Kevin Smith, personally and professionally. And then there's this other James D. Brown. You know, I almost feel sorry for identity thieves these days. So much competition, so few identities left to steal, so many names that appear over and over again. Names not unlike James H. Brown, or this James H. Brown or... oh, wait, it's the same guy. How about this James H. Brown then? Surely, anyone involved in animation has dreams and or pretensions about directing? It's just a lot easier to get things to come out of their trailers, that's all. Then there's yet another James H. Brown.
And yet again, someone comes along to shake things up. Someone like H. James Brown of the legendary Davenport Hotel in Spokane... is there only one town called Spokane in this whole wide world of ours? Apparently so, according to Yahoo! Someone else check Lycos for me, will ya?
So let me ask you this: what do he and him have in common? That's right! They're BOTH the same James J.B. Brown! Good for him. But we don't want to leave out the hipsters! Here's a James 'J.B.' Brown. You know, "air quotes."
Okay, moving on. We've got James L. Brown. We've got another EMPTY James L. Brown. We've got James M. Brown. Now let me ask you this: what do him and him have in common? That's right! They're BOTH the same James R. Brown, Transportation Co-Captain... hmm! Wonder if he knows this James D. Brown fella! Their resumés fit together like two Tetriminos! Oh well, what could've been. Back to the grind with another James R. Brown. Then there's S. James Brown, but don't feel bad for him. He's worked with Nick Kroll! Then there's James T. Brown, and... oh my. The "Blame It on the Alcohol" guy? Look at the star power in that music video! Then there's this other James T. Brown; also a composer, apparently not as famous. Ah, the price of sobriety.
And finally, we get to James W. Brown. And speaking of shaking things up, I think this one James W. Brown goes too far. I mean, a lowercase 'w' with no period? Who does he thinks he is, e. e. cummings? Okay, back to the auteurs... okay, here we go. James B. Brown. Another Peter Hyams in the making. He's got just the one film so far, as of this writing, and the title contains the phrase "How the Myth Was Made." But really, isn't that what any film is all about, when you get right down to it? Thereby hoping to have the film become a myth itself? ...not that kind of myth.
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