..Rugby. You may know but ask Amanda why the extra point kick in rugby is taken from a different point at times. It seems to have something to do with where the 'touch' was made, but that wasn't clear from watching (we watched a bit of the 'Sevens Cup', the other day, where the US was more competitive than I would have expected)
..Lovecraft. Started reading that collection you gifted me with for Christmas, and went right to The Call of Cthulhu and, despite some misgivings (the never-ending layers of incredulity) enjoyed it (so far) and started to think of a screenplay based on this story. In my ear, was the blurb from Stephen King about how HP is the original, and 'unsurpassed practitioner of the classic horror tale', and I thought I recognized, in Lovecraft's approach the kind of madness beneath madness Escher-like geometry of language that you find in works like Hellraiser and Saw and other modern 'it only gets worse' horror tales. So why, I wondered, have there been so many horrible adaptations of HP's brand of horror? And I thought - its because they probably (like me) felt the works were too predictable, and tried to spice them up by more elaborate stories, more complicated plots. What they are really, I thought, is psychological horror stories, that depend on a slow reveal, that onion skin sort of peeling of layer and after layer - and since tales like The Call of Cthulhu are told from the first person, they do not lend themselves to a cinematic treatment, where the camera is the all-seeing-eye. So I thought - off the top of my head, why not give the narrator a buddy, almost a Dr. Watson to his Sherlock, who gets to be the incredulous one, make the dumb comments, ask the dumb questions.. Anyway, just a thought.
...Musepaper. Here's today's main course to chew on. I have revealed to Mary that I am seriously exploring how I might start a one-sheet 'Musepaper': not a newspaper, but almost a kind of bi-weekly performance piece on paper, that is hawked around town, has some appeal to tourists, but is overall a quirky, satirical, hopefully humorous broadsheet concerned only, myopically, tunnel-vision, on life in the once historic downtown of Plymouth. There would be regular set pieces on the Billington Brothers, a Dead Pilgrim of the Week, a Bigfoot Not Seen at _____, poetry, real art.. Anyway, I have lots of things written down about this, and am about to explore the associated costs. What do you think, off the top of your head? I wouldn't expect to make a lot of money, but if I could clear a few hundred per week I would be content and my madness, apparently, contained.
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