3.11.2003 by , every Wednesday.
Nathan Lane comes over every Wednesday to the house to watch a movie, or just chat with Dan. Dan found these little chats so interesting, he decided to tape-record them and tell the world all the neat things Nathan had to say about movies and stuff.
Wednesday, March 5th, the clearest and bluest sky I have ever seen
Well, your thousands of responses to the request for an apology have convinced Nathan to keep coming back to talk about movies with me. Thank you, everyone. Special thanks to Matt Broderick and Rowan 'Beany' Atkinson for their support this last week. Okay, enough of that, let's get to the tape:
Bottle Rocket (1996): Anthony, Dignan and Bob plan a heist and go on the lam. Starring Luke Wilson, Owen Wilson, Robert Musgrave, and directed by Wes Anderson.
Nathan: I feel like taking a nap while my girlfriend does the dishes.
Me: She's not here.
Nathan: I know that.
Nathan: It seems like even still Wes Anderson isn't getting enough attention.
Me: Maybe if he made movies a little faster..
Nathan: 'Cause I think he's really a strong new voice. And I just don't feel that's getting appreciated.
Me: Well, you appreciate it.
Nathan: I appreciate it.
(Nathan took off his red sweater. He had a brown shirt underneath. And light blue jeans)
Me: Are you hot?
(a long silence. We watched the movie in my dad's office so you could hear the aquarium pump going)
Nathan: It's amazing how you can try so hard.
Me: Yeah. What do you mean?
Nathan: Like in this movie. It's just about people trying really hard. At everything.
Me: Hm. That's really interesting.
Nathan: Tell your mom I said that.
Me: Okay. What about that tape on his nose?
Nathan: Listen, about last week. I just want to say--
Me: Yeah, I'm sorry.
Nathan: Yeah. That.
(Nathan put on his bright yellow raincoat)
Me: Is she here?
Nathan: No, she's not here.
Me: Ha ha, this is fun. That movie was great.
Nathan: Yeah, I think it helped.
Me: Do you want some macaroons?
Nathan: Mm, sure.
Me: I'll be right back.
(I left to get the macaroons. Sounds of Nathan opening my dad's gun cabinet)
Me: Chocolate or regular?
Me: Yeah, me too.
(a honk from the driveway)
Nathan: I have to go. I just have to.
Me: Okay, see you. Don't be a stranger.
(Diana waved to me. I could see Nathan showing Diana the gun he had taken. She seemed to like it.)
as always, you can e-mail Nathan at firstname.lastname@example.org to talk about movies or just chat about whatever.