Keep it secret! Keep it safe!

The following rant is something I wrote in an e-mail to Eddo, who saw the same interview with Christian Bale that I saw this morning. It turned into something frightening & thought I'd share it with everyone.

Okay so last night I saw THE MACHINIST before bed... then woke up to a healthy-looking Christian, but thought- wow, I went to sleep and he was still, to an extent, "my little secret". I woke up and he's being lusted after by the morning news anchors because from now on he's Batman... If Sarah Polley ends up playing Wonder Woman or something crazy like that my world will have gone completely upside down. It makes me think of when ALMOST FAMOUS came out, Lily & I were bemoaning the fact that now *everyone* would know about Billy Crudup. Why do we like to keep them to ourselves? I mean, with music- it's like... You go see someone and the crowd is cool, the show is great... awesome. Then they get more popular and there are frat boys and screaming/crying girls and it's just not the same.... and you're just like, *fuck* because... you're a snob... and by you i mean me because it just occured to me that this is the whole point- i'm basically a snob who doesn't wanna rub shoulders with the jackasses shouting Mich-E-Lob and the teenage girls who know every word to every song because they're calling up TRL and writing "Suzy Mayer" on all their notebooks because "he's so cute!!" at a John Mayer concert when I know he was playing Eddie's fucking Attic the year before and everyone was so much cooler and there was a very low retard factor and basically because I just wanna step on their feet, scrape the sparkle off their "I *heart* you Mraz" t-shirts and say "BITCH I SAW HIM FIRST!!!!"

i guess it's sorta like that with Christian Bale.

anyway.
Day 9: Punch-Drunk Love. I was nice to everybody, EVERYBODY. Except the guy who complained about the music. I reminded him that we aren't a library, but a store. I stopped short of telling him I wasn't a DJ when he requested something calmer- and then said, how about the Shakira? I'm like- how do you think that's calm music, jerky??

Got home & watched A DIRTY SHAME with Dave. It's okay. I gave it... a C. Maybe a B-. Selma Blair is good, Tracy Ullman HYSTERICAL. It's amusing and ridiculous. Pretty much a John Waters movie, yup.

in the discman: Indigo Girls RARITIES (including what I have decided is the worst Emily song EVER "walk your valley". And I'm typically an Emily person, but lyrically? Not up to her standard. And the recording isn't so great either, her vocal performance? i don't wanna get into it. However, I found myself really loving the Tom Morello remix of "Shed Your Skin" a LOT more than I did when it first came out. Plus, it has "I'll Give You My Skin" from the TAME YOURSELF cd & that's one of my top 10 IG songs ever- possibly up in the top 5, even.

in the bookbag: Still reading SUMMERLAND. It started off good... It's sorta His Dark Materials-lite. HDM with baseball? I don't know, I'm already looking forward to my next book so if I'm not wanting to savor it and wanting it never to end, I guess I'm not totally loving it.

in the dvd player: Vicar of Dibley while I'm still awake. On bat for tomorrow? FLOWER OF MY SECRET & CRIMINAL. woo-hoo! Off for two days! Gonna organize my cds, eat yummy Italian food & watch movies. Which isn't as sad as you think it is. :P

...who's gonna see BATMAN BEGINS with me?