One of My Many Modest Proposals

I suppose I'm like the last person to have heard about this Joaquin Phoenix interview on David Letterman—he basically doesn't respond to any questions during it—but it does raise a point I've often made: We shouldn't really have all these interviews with actors and actresses—actpersons—whatever. Why? I'm glad you asked. Because think about it: Actors and actresses make their living saying things that other people write for them to say. Yeah, yeah, some do improv, and there's no reason that an actor couldn't be an interesting person just because. But there just might be really interesting people to interview who happen not to be actors. There might even be people to interview who aren't even celebrities. Just sayin'.

By the way, I saw that Joaquin guy in a couple of movies. He was in Gladiator, and he played a callow, sullen young guy and did it with a realism that made me think callow and sullen might be one of his signature strengths as an actor. I also saw him in Signs, quite possibly the most boring, vapid movie ever made about attacking aliens. That M. Night guy—Chameleon? Simoleon? Himalayan?—whatever, I think he lives in my area, and if I ever see him I'm going to be strongly tempted to ask for my money back.

Huh? Cranky? I might be. 'pologize. As a matter of fact I woke up in the middle of the night and laid there thinking about my problems, one of which is that I've been having a lot of trouble sleeping. One hears good things about Ambien, however.

I think I'm going to stop blogging now. Work to do. Bye.