The New York Times has a large piece on ‘Lost’ and the show runners here with all sorts of accompanying articles and photo galleries. The photo to the right is of Damon and Carlton and for a larger version of it, in which you can see the headshots of the actors on that R.I.P. wall, including yours truly near the bottom left, click here.
This Thursday at UCLA’s Royce Hall, ABC is hosting a Lost party/charity event, ‘Lost: The Final Celebration.’ Composer Michael Giacchino will perform some of his music, the penultimate episode will be screened (shhh), and then they’ll be a deconstruction, er, party afterwards.
My date will be my fabulous and glamorous agent Suzanne. Asking her to join me is just a small token of my gratitude, considering it is only through her ingenious efforts that I’m a part of this whole crazy Lost world to begin with. Thank you, Suz, again and again.
Info is here and tickets (if any are left) are here.
Note: The photo is, of course, from season one, right before Charlie brutally murdered the unarmed, just-stabbed-in-the-leg-offscreen-and-therefore-considerably-weakened obstetric surgeon Ethan.
But don’t weep for me, Argentina, Romania, Thailand or Zimbabwe. After I die, I’ll be back for eight more episodes. But Charlie won’t. And let that be a lesson to you young heroin addicts out there.
MediaBlvd Magazine has printed an interview with me about Ethan and that show. In it I do a lot of yapping (note to self: get to the point!). The interview is here.
For those who lost sleep last night worrying about my emcee’ing the Epidemic Film Festival awards show, you may now rest your tired eyes. It went off without a hitch. The event was a blast and the students’ work was terrific.
As today is my birthday, I declare it a day of fun and rest for the nation. I will spend it roaming over San Francisco in absolutely gorgeous weather.
For no reason other than I took them, I’ve decided to include some photos from the last couple days in the City by the Bay.
The first two are of the Abraham Lincoln Brigade Memorial, and the second two from the Cable Car Museum.
Sadly, I couldn’t get a good shot from my window of the revolutionary rally (complete with red t-shirts) in Union Square, although I heard random cries of “pelosi!,” “not gonna take it!,” and “san francisco treat!”
Word has reached me from across the great sea that on April 22, ‘The Burrowers‘ will be released on DVD in Germany, Switzerland and Austria.
In case you’re reading this in Germany, please drop everything immediately. Put your life on hold and go demand to your local video store that they offer multiple copies of ‘The Burrowers.’ They won’t know of what to which you refer, of course, so repeat yourself, calmly, and for “Burrowers” just substitute “Das Böse unter der Erde.”
They’ll nod and agree and make the order into the computer, and then you can go enjoy a streudel and beer together.
Horror-westerns. Bringing the world together.
