DEEP DARK AND HOT
It's Saturday and I am so with-flu and very grateful that I have Season Two of Deadwood on tape here to suck me away from my email and my body, in fact. There are books to read, but focus is eluding me.
What I want to know about Deadwood:
A: How much money do they spend on historical accuracy? A lot, right?
B: Why, then, for the opening credits, could they not find a full & luscious 19th-century whore breast in all of Los Angeles not constructed of silicone?
Deep thoughts. That is why you love me. Also, there is a review from PW of Girly up at Amazon. It's really dark! Girly is actually kind of funny, I think, but you know what Tori Amos says:
"Okay," she says, straightening her back. "I've always said that one of the best things I ever did was play kooky for the British. They wanted that and they went for it hook, line and sinker. On one hand you have to be aware that in order to stay around so long, people need to have some kind of characterisation, or you come and go because you're not that intriguing anymore.
"At the same time there is a sexist side to all this, which you don't usually hear me say because I don't bite that bullet. But there are guys - and I'm not going to mention names, but they're surrounding us at this moment - who write emotional music, and they're seen as these deep, dark poets. And yet, we ladies need therapy. If I was a guy, people would be saying I'm deep, dark and hot."
I'm off--to make a new playlist on my itunes: Damien Rice and the GoGos. Yum.