I am a devotee of dream interpretation, a gaga-brained, cymbal-clanging, dancing-and-clapping Hare Krishna singing its praises in the streets, oblivious as to whether anyone thinks I’m a fool. If you know how to read dreams, if you track them diligently, if you learn how to interact with them, they offer a perspective into your current state of being like nothing else. And, provided you don’t have a personality disorder or other mental issue that requires professional guidance, if you do it right you can conduct your own psychotherapy right from the comfort of your bed.» view more from the category KILLOUGH CHRONICLES, MAIN FEATURE, MAKING HATTER, SOCIAL STUDIES
Dear James and James —
I’ve been meaning to write you. There’s so much I’ve wanted to share, but my head has been so topsy-turvy with all these hats I wear: the chef cap coupled with visual-merchandizer visor topped by a filmmaker’s baseball cap. There are days I feel like a circus acrobat juggling while spinning, suspended in air; I stop for a moment’s reflection, amazed that I have the energy to grow so many arms. I am utterly grateful to have so many delicious ingredients to create the sweet-and-spicy dish that is ma vie.» view more from the category ART, FASHION, MAIN FEATURE, SCARLETT'S LETTERS
James Franco is the Mr. Jones for any content creator trying to keep up with the Joneses. Or maybe he’s Mrs. Jones — his gender would depend on what aspect of his identity and sexuality he’s exploring and putting up for public ridicule or applause any given day of the week. Regardless: He has to be the most prolific content creator among us at the moment.» view more from the category CATEGORY 1, CONTENT CREATION, FILM & TELEVISION, KILLOUGH CHRONICLES, MAIN FEATURE
Let me start with the obvious caveat that I am deeply and inherently prejudiced in favor of the particular form of narrative filmmaking that I specialize in: fictionalized biographical and autobiographical dramas. I do on occasion dabble in the magical, either with overt supernatural themes or the more subtle magical realism, which is my preferred cut-off; I don’t like to stray far from authenticity. But the unreal isn’t my forte because it isn’t what I’m passionate about.
This wasn’t always the case. When I was younger and mired in a miserable childhood in a gilded cage, I escaped at any opportunity by turning inward and daydreaming a world I could control by magic. When I taught myself screenwriting in my early twenties, my stories were entirely supernatural; as I like to say, “Twenty-somethings are only adult teenagers.”» view more from the category FILM & TELEVISION, KILLOUGH CHRONICLES, MAIN FEATURE, MAIN PAGE 2
I’m mentoring a young friend through the process of writing and directing his first feature, which he’ll shoot in a year; he’s still in development tweaking the script before it goes out to cast. His executive producer, the former president of a major studio, said to him the other day, “Your cinematographer is the most important person on set after you.” I couldn’t agree more.
There’s nothing like working with a great DP, it makes all the difference in the world to the outcome of your film on many levels. The most important level for me is the personal, the experience of making a film. I don’t get to direct often, so when I do I want to enjoy it, to be carried away by, yes, the quasi-spiritual experience of creating something worthy in harmony with my crew, as cheesy as that might sound.» view more from the category FILM & TELEVISION, KILLOUGH CHRONICLES, MAIN FEATURE, PRODUCTION NOTES
University commencement speeches are the sermons at modern mass bar miztvahs, with academia rather than a religious institution, as is appropriate for mankind in this stage of our evolution, giving the ‘mitzvah’, the blessing, to kids as they cross into adulthood. If you haven’t seen Australian comedian Tim Minchin’s ‘occasional address’, as they call it Down There,…» view more from the category KILLOUGH CHRONICLES, MAIN FEATURE, MAIN PAGE 4, SOCIAL STUDIES
As you most likely have heard, the weather in Los Angeles is usually wonderfully pleasant, which is probably why so many goddamned people want to live here. There are, however, those sporadic days during the summer when it gets a little too hot in our lovely jewel box above Hollywood and the tour buses and Hollywood Bowl traffic make me want to drop pipe bombs at regular intervals along Cahuenga Boulevard. Yesterday was one such day so, after my trainer and an abbreviated hike in the hills, I decided to have a cool shower and get the fuck out of there. I’d been dying to see my friend Mary since we both ventured forth from the Armani fold last month and it seemed a great time to visit her new home at The Row on Melrose Place, the very first boutique for the brand in the whole entire world. And they must have air conditioning, right? …» view more from the category FASHION, FASHION GALLERY, MAIN FEATURE, TUTTLEMODE
Dear James and James —
It’s been brought to my attention recently, or maybe I should say I have recently been reminded, why I don’t drink hard alcohol. You might have seen me — unluckily or luckily, depending on what you fancy — a couple fashion weeks ago at the Yoyo Club in Paris. I drank vodka as if was spring water from Lourdes, then got on the DJ stage and danced a kind of striptease in my pink ruffled silk Rick Owens dress. The security guard gracefully tried to remove me from my adoring audience, …» view more from the category CREATIVITY, MAIN FEATURE, SCARLETT'S LETTERS, SUBLEAD