Louisville Foxes
2 Years Later (a very subtle pun on 28 Years Later)
From time to time over the past two years, when something truly joyful happened, I wished I still had the time time to post about it on here - The meme harvest of Sixers paying Paul George a max contract would have been the most bountiful on record. At some point, I watched Priscilla and the first 40 mins of Marie Antoinette and delighted in acting like Sofia Coppola is a revelation that I alone discovered. I bought Tenet on blu ray.
Other times, I was tremendously glad I wasn’t holding myself to the weekly commitment of talking about movies or the NBA because something I found frustrating or disenchanting happened - The Luka trade. The Clippers absolutely eating shit in game 7 against the Nuggets even though they were FINALLY HEALTHY and were deeper than ever. Robert Downey Jr winning an oscar. Emma Stone winning her second. Ariana Grande being nominated for a performance on the level of Jamie Dornan in Barb and Star Go To Vista Del Mar. A lot of oscars content displaying poor emotional regulation, predominantly.
Most of the time I didn’t think about it at all, because I was busy with work. I edit podcasts pretty much constantly now and I’m genuinely happier than ever, but oooweee do I miss having the time to watch an abundance of movies and make dumb little photoshops about them after! Almost as much as I miss allowing myself to make time to do creative projects that don’t relate to the podcasts I work on. Definitely not as much as the KFC zinger burrito (2016-2019).
I found myself back on here because I’ve been thinking about the upcoming M3GAN sequel and wondered if, when the first movie was released, I talked about how much I think she looks like an Olsen sister. And I did! Very happy to report that I’ve stayed true to myself, not only in my opinions about petite blondes with strong jawlines, but in that a lot the post made me laugh. I wish I could change the ‘Resistance to Death’ to ‘Fire Resistance’ in the Ass Off, but such epiphanies are only possible in retrospect. This quickly led me down a procrastinatory and self aggrandising rabbit hole of my own here bullshit, and sure there’s a plethora of filler trash, but there’s also a lot of dumb stuff I’m pretty proud of. I came away happy to have this little archive of what I was up to in 2021 and 2022.
To that, I want to add my one time pride and joy, a pilot called Louisville Foxes, about a basketball league’s first female general manager. I wrote it at the beginning of the pandemic, via a zoom class led by all around good egg Jake Jabbour, the first of many writing projects I undertook to during a globally awful but personally productive time! I hadn’t edited or opened it in two years, but after watching Netflix’s Running Point - a show I enjoyed and is populated with actors and writers I like and respect, but is unfortunately displaying utter cowardice by not giving Kate Hudson’s character an old man Phil Jackson boyfriend - I revisited it, secure in the knowledge that the concept was burned. And I still think it’s good! It’s not perfect but I really dig it. So it’s going to live on here for evermore, alongside Adam McKay’s Losing Time and my Frasier x True Detective collab, in my little museum of nonsense.
And as always, Doc Rivers failed to make the conference finals this year. Even if everything else in my life changes, I know Doc will never let me down!