My Pain And Sadness
Is More Sad and Painful
Than Yours
The title of this post is a Mclusky album title. I loved that band. Shame it imploded under it's own weight but there you go. At least they didn't fall apart from one of the usual musical cliches.
I watched yet another Inside The Actors Studio on the weekend. It's a great show and it seems to get a little more honesty out of people than many other shows, i guess as it's questioning them on their acting and inspiration rather than what fucking socks and aftershave they prefer it makes them less concerned about soundbyte attacks.
This episode's actor was Melanie Griffith and I was really blown away. I really felt a lot of compasion for her trials and tribulations. More and more we are given headlines of one celebrat-y or the other and their suffrage through fame, truckloads of cash and eventual drug-abuse. Oh, boo-hoo I often find myself saying. If only more people had your problems. While listening to M.Griffith talk about her career lows (and highs - it was mainly a positive tale) I started understanding a little more of the shite our so-called celebs face. The facade we see as average schmoos in the street is a far call from their realities. It also made me remember what a friend once said to me while I was wallowing in a breakup driven selfpity-fest and feeling guilty for being so self-involved at the time. She said that everyone's pain is relative. Just because you may be financially secure and seem to 'have it all' doesn't mean that you should belittle your own sadness just because on the other side of the globe people are dying in the street from starvation. Not to say that on a sliding scale the starving thing isn't a million times worse-it is-it's just that this one life is your experience and your's alone. If you're going to get everything out of the trip you have to appreciate it all, highs and lows.
Listening to Mrs Banderas made me realise how damn hard it can be for actors-who are driven by a different drum than most-to be told 'change your looks' or 'you'll never get work with that voice of yours'. Fuckers. It is a rare animal that could shrug off that sort of bullshit when they're just starting out. It's no surprise that cocaine becomes a problem when ego is a necessary requirement in acting and many suffer from a reverse one. Yep, some people just downright impress me in their ability to rise above their own imperfections. All I can hope is that I can do the same when required.
quote for the day:
"A book is like a man - clever and dull, brave and cowardly, beautiful and ugly. For every flowering thought there will be a page like a wet and mangy mongrel, and for every looping flight a tap on the wing and a reminder that wax cannot hold the feathers firm too near the sun."
- John Steinbeck (1902 - 1968)
I watched yet another Inside The Actors Studio on the weekend. It's a great show and it seems to get a little more honesty out of people than many other shows, i guess as it's questioning them on their acting and inspiration rather than what fucking socks and aftershave they prefer it makes them less concerned about soundbyte attacks.
This episode's actor was Melanie Griffith and I was really blown away. I really felt a lot of compasion for her trials and tribulations. More and more we are given headlines of one celebrat-y or the other and their suffrage through fame, truckloads of cash and eventual drug-abuse. Oh, boo-hoo I often find myself saying. If only more people had your problems. While listening to M.Griffith talk about her career lows (and highs - it was mainly a positive tale) I started understanding a little more of the shite our so-called celebs face. The facade we see as average schmoos in the street is a far call from their realities. It also made me remember what a friend once said to me while I was wallowing in a breakup driven selfpity-fest and feeling guilty for being so self-involved at the time. She said that everyone's pain is relative. Just because you may be financially secure and seem to 'have it all' doesn't mean that you should belittle your own sadness just because on the other side of the globe people are dying in the street from starvation. Not to say that on a sliding scale the starving thing isn't a million times worse-it is-it's just that this one life is your experience and your's alone. If you're going to get everything out of the trip you have to appreciate it all, highs and lows.
Listening to Mrs Banderas made me realise how damn hard it can be for actors-who are driven by a different drum than most-to be told 'change your looks' or 'you'll never get work with that voice of yours'. Fuckers. It is a rare animal that could shrug off that sort of bullshit when they're just starting out. It's no surprise that cocaine becomes a problem when ego is a necessary requirement in acting and many suffer from a reverse one. Yep, some people just downright impress me in their ability to rise above their own imperfections. All I can hope is that I can do the same when required.
quote for the day:
"A book is like a man - clever and dull, brave and cowardly, beautiful and ugly. For every flowering thought there will be a page like a wet and mangy mongrel, and for every looping flight a tap on the wing and a reminder that wax cannot hold the feathers firm too near the sun."
- John Steinbeck (1902 - 1968)
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