My resolve to write every day only lasted a few days, as I thought it might. That’s….pretty poor. I remember being about 18, on a bus, and boasting to a friend of a friend, someone I liked, that I could just zone out at will for long periods, thinking of nothing. He responded in an indifferent way but glancing over at him a second later I saw a suppressed smirk on his face that was completely unexpected and, like, devastating.
My thought for the day anyway was that, for anyone, there’s a finite amount going on up there. If you don’t replenish it with new input what would you be left with? I read Russell Brand’s Booky Wook a couple of years ago and was very impressed when he used the word ‘prism’. I was doubly impressed because he used it in relation to Oliver Stone’s movie The Doors, which I also love. He writes:
‘I saw the film The Doors and decided ‘I’m gonna be like that person’. The flimsy identity that I had constructed was instantaneously swept aside: not by Jim Morrison himself, but by Val Kilmer’s interpretation of Jim Morrison, as viewed through the cinematic prism of Oliver Stone.’
The Doors themselves are a letdown after the movie The Doors. And Val Kilmer IS amazing in it. Oliver Stone’s done that with lots of 20th century American stuff: made the myths (to quote a line in The Doors)- JFK, Wall Street etc. When I read the line ‘the cinematic prism of Oliver Stone’ however, I felt shit. It’s succinct. A word like prism would never have occurred to me. That’s why he’s famous. It’s not coincidence. I’m a stupid lower-order being. What’s seriously even the point? But then I heard him use it in a different context, and then again another time. It’s just his pet word. Then last night I was listening to an interview with an actor I like called Toby Jones, and he used ‘slavishly’, not once, nor twice, but three times. So maybe I’m not a complete asshole.