Mikey & Nicky
10.1.2003 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.
September, the last Wednesday of the month, cloudy.
Mikey & Nicky (1976): One long night between friends. It goes badly. Starring Peter Falk and John Cassavetes, written and directed by Elaine May.
(Nathan sitting by himself by my computer)
Nathan: Dan, come out from under there.
(I come out from under my old-fashioned bed)
Me: I can hide there.
Me: These guys are like us, no?
Me: Why not?
Nathan: Well, they're getting things done. They're intense.
Me: They're not getting things done. What, like womanizing and goofing off.
Nathan: They don't seem to share the same grand laziness that...well, you...share.
Me: You said at the beginning of this! You said, "Dan, I don't care if we talk about something or about nothing." That's what you said!
(a car falls off my shelf, the horn honks)
Nathan: (the horn) --no that's what I said, but sometimes we say things.
Me: No, you don't just say things!
Nathan: Okay, fourteen, take a breath.
Me: No, fuck you!
Nathan: So, what did you think of the camera work? It's like Cassavetes was on the set and just couldn't help himself.
Me: Everyone is just so selfish, no one ever thinks of me.
Nathan: Or do you think it was more like he had created a community of filmmakers with similar ideas and ways of making movies?
Me: I just want to work, I don't want anyone to influence me.
Nathan: Funny you should mention 'Influence', speaking of Cassavetes' narrative structure--
Me: People telling other people about how great their lives are going. What a crock.
Nathan: Now, I don't want to discount Elaine May's addition. Her life was really great.
(Nathan is tuning my guitar, so he keeps playing the same note over and over)
Me: I just can't stand up some times. It's too heavy.
Nathan: I always have to be the bearer of bad news.
Me: What? What bad news?
Nathan: Oh, now we're talking?
Me: Tell me!
Nathan: I'm going away.
Nathan: Far away. This is doing bad things to me.
(the plants in the room give a smile and a nod, but remain silent)
Me: When are you going?
Nathan: Next week.
Me: What, no, you can't!
Nathan: Don't draw me into this any further, Dan.
Me: I'm not drawing you in. Give me a compromise.
Me: You come every day until you leave.
Nathan: So, seven more of these, I don't think so, Dan.
Me: Just never mention how many are left and you won't even notice.
Nathan: Well, I might as well just stay here, then.
My Mom: I'll get the blankets!
(So, next week, Nathan and I start our last week together. We start next Wednesday with Monday, the next week will be Tuesday etc.)
as always, you can e-mail Nathan, but he probably won't get it. we don't have the internet.
at the end of the movie, Nicky is pressed up against Mikey's front door, trying to push inside, when he is riddled with bullets from behind. Go figure.