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happy halloween!

Posted on 31 October, 2005 By Wil

It’s 82 degrees and gorgeous today, here in sunny Pasadena. When the little ghouls come trick-or-treating tonight, it should be nice and balmy.

I was going to go as a zombie, but in honor of the beautiful day, I’ve decided to go as a Palm Tree.

And after you see that link, you’ll probably understand why the last place in the world I want to be today is inside. One of the benefits of being self-employed is that I can take the afternoon off to walk my dogs and have a cigar on the patio while I catch up with some podcasts, so that’s where I’ll be if anyone is looking for me.

UPDATE: I’m out of the ACME show the next two weeks

Posted on 28 October, 2005 By Wil

Sigh. This is always a risk when the cast is made up of working actors, but it still sucks.

The schedule for the movie can not be changed, so I had to take myself out of the ACME shows for the next two weeks. This means that you one and only for reals chance to see me in the show will be on November 19th, our closing night.

I’m really sorry, and feel terrible for the cast, the theatre, and especially the WWdN:iX readers who were planning on coming out to see the show. I hope everyone understands.

Toe-wik-a-whissa

Posted on 28 October, 2005 By Wil

Heeding the "it’s not real until you’re actually on the set" philosophy, I haven’t written about this movie that I’m working on tomorrow.

Yeah . . . I booked a movie! I’m have a cameo as a director called "Alan Smith" in this great movie, which has a title I can’t disclose. I’ll call it The One Where Wil Wheaton’s Cameo Kills And Wins Him Some Stupid Award (TOWWWCKAWHSSA, which is actually pronounced "Toe-wik-a-whissa." Which makes me giggle like a product tester in the nitrous oxide factory.)

The thing is . . . I was supposed to work in the morning and make it to the ACME show at night. I just got my call time, and they’re bringing me in late in the afternoon. Unless they change the schedule, there is no way I’ll be able to make it to the show. I know that several WWdN readers are planning to come to the show tomorrow night, and I reminded the folks at The One Where Wil Wheaton’s Cameo Kills And Wins Him Some Stupid Award that they assured me the movie wouldn’t conflict with the my show. They’re working on it, but I’ll be very surprised if they can shuffle around an entire day’s work just to accomodate a day player, (even if he name *is* in the title of the movie.)

The cast will survive without me, and the show will still be hilarious, but if you want to see me do my funny, you’re probably better off waiting until next week.

Check back here in the next couple of hours, as I’ll update when I know for sure whether or not we can make it happen.

i walk the line

Posted on 28 October, 2005 By Wil

I’ve been watching I Love The 80s 3D for the last 90 minutes or so, and I keep seeing commercials for I Walk The Line.

Huge Johnny Cash fan that I am, I have been really excited about this film . . . but I’m scared to death after seeing the commercials. I really hope the personalities of the lead actors don’t overwhelm the characters they are playing.

commentary tracks of the damned looks at Nemesis

Posted on 27 October, 2005 By Wil

Star Trek: Nemesis is featured in this week’s Commentary Tracks of the Damned in The Onion AV Club.

What went wrong: Nothing, though Baird’s offhanded and repeated dismissal of pre-established Star Trek canon—characters, design, relationships, backstory, previous Trek
films—strongly implies a fatal contempt for the series. He brightens
noticeably when describing the parts of the film he got to design from
scratch, or redesign to override previous series installments.

Comments on the cast: Virtually none. Baird devotes a bare
word or two of praise to actors Patrick Stewart and Brent Spiner, but
mostly seems to regard them as props amid his more interesting sets and
computerized cameras. Judging from an awkward reference to "Patrick and
Brent and… Worf," he doesn’t even necessarily remember their names.

Inevitable dash of pretension: Baird’s entire commentary is
self-important and affected; his gravelly murmurs make him sound like a
beat-poet wannabe at his first open-mic. Suddenly the film’s
ludicrously weighty tone makes more sense.

I wish someone could explain why the final film in the TNG canon was given over to a man who had such obvious contempt for the legacy and mythos of Star Trek. What a waste.

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