In addition to an uncertain economy and a more annoying than usual election season, those of us in movie world have to worry about a potential actor’s strike. Projects which should be starting up right about now are on hold pending resolution of the SAG contract dispute, and what should be a very busy time of year is slow, so I’ve had the misfortune to see a lot more of the news than usual. Also, it’s too hot to do anything other than sit on the couch in front of a fan.
Special note to media: Maybe investors wouldn’t panic if you’d stop scaring the hell out of them every three seconds.
Just something to think about.
While I can’t do anything about a SAG strike, heat, runaway production, bailouts, recessions, guys with douche bag hair or credit freezes, I have a proposal which will make many of us (okay, maybe just me) feel much, much better about the state of things.
Let’s get a couple of tanker trucks full of tar, a shitload of feathers and head for Wall Street. It would at least give the illusion that someone, somewhere got what was coming to them.
If we have any tar left over we can make a stop in Washington, too.
It’ll be fun!