9.3.2003 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, Sidewalk the 7th, cloudy
American Splendour (2003): An original mix of fiction and reality illuminates the life of comic book hero everyman Harvey Pekar. Starring Paul Giamatti, and directed by Shari Springer Berman and Robert Pulcini.
(Nathan and I are both listening to John Prine's The Missing Years through headphones. We read each other's lips)
Nathan: Yeah, I like it. Looks at the floor.
Me: Something feels wrong about it.
Nathan: Oh please, I'd LOVE to hear it.
Me: Shut up.
Nathan: No, really.
(he lips, "I'm serious" but I'm not sure if he lipped it and said it, or just lipped it.)
Me: Well, I got really upset by the impersonation of R. Crumb.
Nathan: Crumb probably gave them the big F n' F.
Me: Yeah, so stick it to him, right? It's not his movie. But still, it just sucks that Crumb can afford to hold those morals while Harvey can't.
Nathan: What's your point?
Me: How can I get this across to you?
(the painting of my window actually becomes my window)
Me: We're walking down a brown street, and the air is thick with fall air and factory smoke.
Nathan: He's bringing his art to more people.
Me: Eatin' a burger and only having records and a dirty apartment.
Nathan: If your art happens to be you, that's the way it goes.
Me: Up on display for everyone to...
Nathan: To what?
(sittin' on my front porch drinkin' orange crush, wonderin' if it's possible for me to still blush)
Me: ..React to.
(my mouth went on arguing, but my lips didn't move, so Nathan didn't hear all the things I said)
Nathan: Everything is cool.
Me: Everything's okay.
[This isn't part of the tape, I stopped it there, but it's still important. Just after I turned off the recorder, life around us started happening really fast, but we stayed at the same speed. So everyone in the world had lived these great lives by the time we had finished our conversation. And we hadn't even really done anything with ourselves. Well, Nathan's pretty accomplished, so I guess he did great things with his life. Close bracket.
as always, you can e-mail Nathan, to talk about movies or just chat about whatever.
Some of these thoughts were lifted off of men's room walls.