Head over to my Operation BABE site for a cool little video that suggests a potential way to use new ARG technology to combat obesity...
Oh yeah, and then there's my accompanying rant on related stuff :)
Hope you're all thinking with your innovator caps on today!
Be back with a new post this week - lots of great stuff percolating.
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I had no real interest in blogging about the iPad yesterday. Yes, I awaited the arrival of this new device like a child on Christmas Eve: what kind of magical, shiny new gadget would Santa Steve leave for me under the tree this year? Did I have room on my Amex to make my life a little more connected and future friendly? Yes, I was curious and eager and my mind ran amok with what it would all mean, but I also knew that loads of bloggers and writers would explore these far reaching ramifications of the device and I didn't think I had anything unique to say, so saw no reason to jump into the conversation. After the fact, my only wish (besides a built in camera) was that William Gibson's marketing wizard/ symbol sensitive heroine from 'Pattern Recognition', Cayce Pollard, were a real person and that she could have dissuaded Santa Steve from labeling the device with such a repugnant name. But it's just a name. Well until today, when I read that J.D. Salinger had died. R.I.P Mr. Salinger. I have enjoyed everyone's quotes and tweets reflecting on the man's literary genius. And I have to say it: I have NEVER read any Salinger. Hello, embarrassing! I have no good reason for this blunder, except that I went to school in Canada and it was never on any school reading lists, nor was I assigned it in college; it was always Shakespeare and Milton Friedman for me. My initial reaction to seeing the first tweet was 'wow, Salinger was still alive?' then, 'frak I need to download Catcher in the Rye!'. The convergence of the past and the future present in one thought, of course, made me think: with the birth of the iPad came the symbolic death of the page. Maybe there is something to write about after all.

Let me tell you a little story. Early last year, I'm talking February of 2008, maybe even late '07, I was perusing the Breakdowns (the online casting notices sent out to agents and managers) and spotted this cool ass role on a webseries. Now I had just finished shooting 'After Judgment' and we were in the editing, 'what the hell do we do with this', phase so seeing anything to do with a webseries on the mainstream breakdowns (as it was still a fairly new phenomenon) piqued my interest. The role was for a sexy thief named Madison and the show was called The Bannen Way. A website was listed on the breakdown so I surfed over to a fairly sleek promotional site that gave the full run-down on what this nifty little webseries was about, what it would look like (it even had a video mashup of other films to show the style), the products it could integrate, and the audience it was targeting (umm any straight male with a heartbeat). I'm sure I must have given it the 'well I'm impressed' nod, but then a 'well it's not really my cup of tea as there are just a whole lot of babes with boobs' eye brow raise...and then submitted myself anyway. I never got an audition.
$142 million? Did 'New Moon' really just make that much money opening weekend? It did indeed and with it, a whole lot of interweb anger at the notion of it almost knocking The Dark Knight off its well deserved platform (check out the 200+ comments at the bottom of the Nikki Finke article I linked to). Well since y'all got such a giggle out of my last post about Twilight I thought I would give you my 2 cents on New Moon and the phenomenon surrounding its reach and its success. I think I might be a good person to actually review the film as I'm a fan of the book series, but will freely admit to how embarrassing it is that I am. I've seen the first Twilight multiple times, and though I know it to be a poorly constructed film (I do have a minor in Film from Duke thus have a bit of experience deconstructing film on paper) it is a big guilty pleasure for me. For whatever reason, I am a fan, caught in the series' spell, but aware enough to admit the story's pitfalls...so perhaps I can comment on it with a balanced perspective...you be the judge.
I'm having problems enjoying the "Twilight" trailer. Is that weird? People are lining up already to see the movie on opening night and poster signings have been cancelled because of the potential for mob madness. I think I have seen spreads of Robert Pattinson (Edward) and Kristin Stewart (Bella) in every magazine publication this month, always looking pale, disheveled and sexy; our generations (eek can I say our? maybe my younger cousin's is better) Romeo and Juliet. What is better than young, forbidden love...especially when one of them is a vampire. But I'm just kind of put off by the trailer. It makes me feel unsettled. 'So what' you ask? 'Aren't you a little old for that schmaltzy fare anyway?' Why yes, I guess...but...well no. It actually doesn't matter what I am, when what I really am is out of the loop. Horribly, painfully out of the loop. I haven't read the books. I don't know the world and haven't been swept off my feet by Edward yet and that just makes me upset! And even worse, everywhere on the web that I turn, I see a reminder of my neglect. 'Why does this upset you', you ask? (starting to worry a little bit about my sanity no doubt). Well, because I am a normal girl (on the exterior at least), with a semi-normal life, who just loves, loves loves her vampires.
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.