~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ So Fred bought this book off Amazon, called The Writer’s Journey: Mythic Structure for Writers. The book tells ways to use classic mythic structure in writing for books and screenplays. Fred’s been reading and loving it, in a big way. (I don’t read books about writing, because they bore the ever-loving hell out of me. On Writing excepted, of course. Trust me – I know what I like to read, and books about writing ain’t it.) Ever since he began reading (and loving!) the book, Fred has turned into a huge pain in the ass. Every movie and every show we watch, he’s in there deconstructing it. We watched Without a Paddle over the weekend. The movie started and Fred smugly said “Here we see the three in their ‘ordinary lives’.” Ten minutes later he smugly said “The death of their friend is the ‘call to adventure’!” Another few minutes, he smugly said “Seth Green is the reluctant hero. Watch, he’s going to say no, and then be convinced!” “Baby,” I said to him finally. “Would you shut the fuck up, please?” He was quiet for a while, and then he intoned “Burt Reynolds is THE MENTOR, who not only teaches them things, but gives them a gift!” I gave him a look, and he pretended to be sorry. “Sorry,” he lied. “Here, they’re facing the ‘supreme ordeal’,” he said after a while. “And Seth Green popping up out of the ground is his symbolic ‘resurrection’!” “Shut. The. Fuck. Up,” I growled. “This is where they take something back to their ordinary lives that changes them!” he crowed. “I hate you,” I said. The next night, we watched Jonny Zero. “Oh, look. He’s the reluctant hero resisting, then accepting, the call to adventure!” Fred said as the show started. “You are RUINING this for me!” I snarled. “Okay, I’ll shut up,” he said, smirking. “Look,” he said, unable to resist. “His resurrection! He’s rising from his bad life as a new hero!” Finally, I had to pull out the I’m-not-kidding look. “You are ruining every fucking thing we watch!” I yelled. “Stop it! I don’t give a fuck about the mythic structure behind everything we watch! If you don’t knock it off, I’m going to refuse to watch anything else with you!” He seemed to finally understand and promised not to do it anymore. But for good measure, I’ve promised that the next time he does it, I’m going to shove that fucking book right up his ass, and he can yammer on to the doctor who has to remove it about reluctant heroes and elixirs as long as he wants.
Sweet, snuggly Spanky!
“But for good measure, I’ve promised that the next time he does it, I’m going to shove that fucking book right up his ass, and he can yammer on to the doctor who has to remove it about reluctant heroes and elixirs as long as he wants.”
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
You ROCK ON!
I HATE commentaries when watching a movie =)
I used to hate the yearly GYN appointment too.. Till I realized the doc does not give a crap about your/my privates and has seen thousands upon thousands. Reasures me a bit. And yes, I too always go for the earliest appt. possible, that way I get it OVER with quick! My problem with the yearly appt is my fitness fanatic doc always harasses me about jogging. “So, are you jogging yet?!”. Ugh. Means she has noticed the flab, sigh.
For God’s sake, Robyn, DO NOT let him read anything by Joseph Campbell, or you will NEVER hear the end of the reluctant hero crap.
Wait, you mean there is a book on that?? I wasted $1,500 on a college course for ‘Power of Myth and Symbol’ and I could have just read a book???? I feel so violated…..
Robyn, In my mid-20’s I had many friends who were film makers. Do NOT EVER watch movies with people who fancy themselves film makers. They will ruin every movie for you in just the same way, except they are deconstructing the lighting, the shot, the scene, the angle, etc. I still can’t watch Fargo without hearing the running commentary of 3 of my film maker friends. They completely ruined it for me. Not only that, but we had to rewind and watch each scene 2 or 3 times so everyone could grasp every nuance of the scene. Arg!
I hate, hate, hate the pelvic exam. I just can’t relax, probably because my very first one, as a teenager, was the “highlight” of the most excruciatingly painful experience of my life. (I was in the ER with a very large, ruptured ovarian cyst.) I also find it really painful, probably at least partly since I’m so tense. (“Your cervix seems very sensitive.” “Gee, maybe that’s because you’re SCRAPING it with a popsicle stick?”) These days I’m having to go every 6 months (it was every 3 months for a while) since I had surgery for dysplasia a year and a half ago, and I will be SO happy when I can go back to once a year.
This week, I have never been so happy to have my period start. I got a two week reprieve from seeing the gynecologist since it started a few hours before my appointment.
Oh, God, yes! My husband also has to natter on during songs he wants me to hear. Who can hear while he drones on about every obscure detail about the band/singer?
Spanky looks so cozy and cuuuuuuuuuuuute. Can I have him?
Robyn, you are using the same technique as me when it comes to appointments: getting them over as early in the day as possible. It also comes in handy for hair appointments (if you don’t like getting your hair done, which I don’t.)
I really, really, really wish I was that kitty right now. Today sucks.
I am with you and Lisa. I always ask for the first appointment of the morning or the first one after lunch. There is no way in hell that I will sit in anyone’s office for 30 to 1 hour waiting for them. Oh, and when you shove the book up Fred’s ass, make sure you book his appointment with the doctor in the middle of the morning or afternoon so he can wait! Heh.
You should have to have a pelvic exam every three months to make sure that your precancer doesn’t come back. Big fun.
I just want to point out that you said something about a gynecologist running behind. I think there’s a joke in there somewhere.