What pressure to write something meaningful! I haven't even done a year-end post to bring 2007 to a close. Well, frankly, 2007 was the most amazing year of my life, the pinnacle of my (current) career, with the highest highs and some of the lowest lows. I wouldn't change much in the first six months, but I'd like to get a re-do on much of the last.
Still, it's over. And what comes next? Right now I'm more than a bit frustrated at work. I know this will pass . . . I *hate* the first of the year . . . but it's bothersome, just the same.
In the past three days I've watched much of the same movie twice. Wild in the Streets
was a cult film for me when I was a kid, a crazy, dreadful, fascinating movie starring one of the loves of my young life, Christopher Jones. He played Max Frost, a pop star who became politicized, ran for president and then incarcerated everyone over 30 in LSD camps. He became an icon for me. We were also politicized very young. It was 1968, Bobby Kennedy had already been assassinated by the time we saw it, and we were campaigning for Gene McCarthy on the streets of downtown Portland, even though it would be a long time before we could vote. Max wanted everyone to have the vote at 14, and even that wouldn't have helped me. We would have preferred Max as prez, I 'spose, even to Clean Gene. 30 was a long way off . . . although we hated the concept and certainly wanted Hal Holbrook's Senator John Fergus to be saved.
I could be tripping out right now in some camp, and Max would also be over the hill. Maybe he and I would be in the same camp. I could sit on him while he sang 'Shape of Things to Come' into my crotch.
WITS was the first movie I ever saw with a hot, young gay character. Kevin Coughlin played Billy Cage, and he wanted John Fergus (and got him).
Well, anyway, I watched another very interesting, evocative film over the weekend: 'The Painted Veil.' The setting, characterizations and storyline were all haunting.
And the Aussie Open starts next week! Where did the time go? Seems like tennis was all I talked about in my journal last year.
Time for bed. I am changing my horrible sleeping habits, no matter what.