|Binro the Heretic |
Wilder is one of those rare actors who stands alone. He's not like anyone who came before and there will never be anther like him.
Just about every other actor is a "type". You can switch one for another of a similar type and the results would be more or less identical. But nobody can say, "Get me a Gene Wilder type for this part." You either get Wilder or you get another actor and if you get another actor, you won't get anywhere near the same results.
3 star cartoon, 2 star music, 100,000,000 star monologue.
|unknown specimen |
So that's what Pat Smith has been doing with his time. I can't say he's been wasting it.
The entire interview is great.
I thought it would be here already, as I watched it several months ago. I posted it.
Jet Bin Fever
ah wow, how the hell did I miss that? And man, his hair has gotten a lot stranger over the years.
|infinite zest |
I guess he was a commencement speaker at UW Milwaukee a few years before I graduated. I got Bradley Whitford, the bad guy from Billy Madison, at UW Madison, ironically enough. I never really appreciated Wilder's brilliance until I lived in Milwaukee, about 10 blocks from a Gilda's Club.
Which isn't there anymore what the fuck!!!
The Gilda's club in Milwaukee was about 3 blocks away from the emergency vet. It was new years day and I had just gotten off work and got home to find my cat secreting some sort of pus all over the place, so every vet was closed. My ex and I took him up there at 1 in the morning, covering him with both of our coats at like 3 or 4 in the morning because it was like negative 20 degrees. I stayed up all night with Mr. cat and in the morning it was like "oh fuck. Even colder." So I ducked in to Gilda's place. I didn't really know what it was, just a place I went by a bunch of times. Also a place that doesn't allow men normally. I was pretty much sobbing and freezing and they took me in and offered me hot cocoa while I waited for the results on Mr. Cat, and the receptionist said a prayer for the cat. They told me the whole origin story of Gilda's Club and consoled me in a time I really needed it. Sorry to go off, but this just fucking sucks.
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