Today mostly involved watching movies, noting down page numbers and getting phone calls. Swear to God, that actually counts as me working.
One of the movies I watched was an 80s ‘classic’ – the Two Coreys (Haim and Feldman)-starring teen comedy License To Drive, which is mainly about Coreys 1 & 2 getting into all sorts of vehicular bother to a fist-pumping soundtrack of synth-based hits with a paralytic Heather Graham locked in the trunk. No shit, it’s actually a comedy, not a hard-hitting documentary about date-rape, and that was something I had to review.
The page numbers were from a book I had to annotate for a thing I’m not entirely certain I’m allowed to talk about publicly, but it’s speculative work and not paid so if I don’t end up getting the job promised at the end of it I’ll tell all. It’s kind of an interesting story, and that’s what the phone calls were about, too.
(The book was kind of a chore to read, and made me more than a little annoyed at authors who don’t take enough care to ensure that young characters don’t sound like caricatures of what reality TV makes them out to be. Also, there was promiscuous use of the phrase “dope smoking” by half the characters. I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone say those two words together that wasn’t in either a bad movie or just a parody of one.)
I now have the tired. License To Drive review coming soon. Yay!