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I hope she’s not a fool, I hope she’s wise enough to retain or regain goodwill, sadly the evidence looks otherwise. Showrunners are employees just like the cast, they may be given vanity billing on a hit show, or indeed more, but they too can be hired and fired, look at The Walking Dead (and that show is an actual

Passive aggression is a strategy of the weak, there’s nothing weak about killing her off, nor in excluding her from the commentary, they’re the bosses, they don’t need to justify anything to anyone other than their shareholders. Why they did so is guesswork. An actress airing her complaints on social media in front of

But there’s a very good reason he’s not there. Or perhaps that was a dream?

Unhappy actors have a quiet discreet chat with the Producers about being unhappy and perhaps they may be released from the option pending on the, as yet unwritten, next season, as no one wants an unhappy actor on set anyway, the atmosphere suffers, the works suffers, the show suffers. They don’t throw public tantrums

It’s also a very public breach of contract if she did so, there are specific clauses prohibiting badmouthing the production or anyone involved in it, if she’s stupid enough to pick a public fight in a fit of pique then what else has been going on? As the options to pick up the contract lie totally in the Producers’

Neutral on her appeal as an actress and yet always profoundly impressed every time I hear her interviewed. I sense she would have done well whatever her choice of pursuit.

Good question; whatever the wording and underlying terms of contract law, practice and precedents on the document you both pull out of the drawer when the shit hits the fan (blah, blah, blah), there’s the practicality of its actual enforcement. If there’s any good will in the exchange, and there sometimes is, then

I now know that Kerry Washington is on the cover of AdWeek.

I’m strangely charmed.

Everything arty looks like an Anthropologie window display to me now. I am becoming jaded.

Well there’s Starbucks’ tax avoidance in certain places so there’s that but, there was never ever a time one couldn’t justifiably mock Whole Foods.

I think the compliment you’re grasping for is my performance had real gravitas.

Tell me about it, I used to be a stop motion artist (dinosaurs, The Medusa, skeletons, six-armed Gods, The Kraken; I could do it all, very, very slowly), then Ray Harryhausen died and my phone never rang again. Now it’s all physically right Andy Serkis this, physically right Andy Serkis that…

Ah! Clearly your meaty gravitas has been recognised!

At forty, as the lighting rig becomes ever more complicated and the director of photography ever more stressed, the thoughts of an actress, who has traded on her looks for her entire career as both performer and commercial endorsement beneficiary, turn to her future. How many of all those meaty jobs with real gravitas

Loooooong and purple and the stuff of nightmares. He never writes, never rings, I feel used.

I fed a Giraffe in Nairobi (it was a small reserve, they don’t roam the streets), they said I should hold the nut between my teeth. Giraffe have eighteen inch prehensile tongues. I still feel violated.

I have a very pinched nerve in my neck but I’ve a flight to Cairo coming up and I am hoarding my Valium and just gritting my teeth through the pain; priorities. How anyone flies without partial sedation is beyond me. I don’t remember it always being like this. I recall travel involving gloves and hats and a sense of

“There are many people in the administration who consider this a business,”

That’s not journalism, that’s not even entertaining, that’s philosophy; what the French have instead of a sense of humor.