Cranius wrote:

Brett Eugene Ralph wrote:On Saturday night, Jerry Bruckheimer told me that he really likes my poetry.

That's great, Brett.

As long as you told him how much you liked Pearl Harbour in return. I look forward to the three-hour cinematized, blockbuster version of your latest collection.

I'm not holding my breath on Black Sabbatical being optioned, but it was suggested that I might play music at the Bruckheimers' Derby party.

Today on my way home from work, something caught my eye in the gutter next to the pavement. It was a money bag, containing £257.92 ($510), a credit card, and a gym membership card.

My first thoughts were: am I being filmed for some kind of TV programme? Is this an April Fool's Day set up or something? It didn't seem very real. I'd never found more than a fiver before.

My second thought was: what should I do with it all?


I took it straight to the police station and handed it all in.


Regrets? I've had a few, but then again, far few too mention.

I have a feeling that by the time I get back from band practice, Marsupialized will be telling me that I'm a douche.

simmo wrote:I took it straight to the police station and handed it all in.

I have a feeling that by the time I get back from band practice, Marsupialized will be telling me that I'm a douche.

Giving the person back his shit is not a douche move, handing it to the fucking cops is. You had his name on the card, no? Why not give it to him? I bet it would have been really satisfying to see how happy he was someone brought him his stuff. I bet he would have given you a little reward or bought you a beer. You know what gym he goes to and you know his name, it would have taken 15 minutes to track him down.

The cops are just gonna keep that money, you know that. You KNOW that. Why? Why you wanna buy the cops lunch? Throwing it into the sewer would have been a better move. At least the cops wouldn't have gotten at it.

Well, the police told me that they'll contact his bank, who will call him. He'll then have access to my name and phone number, so if he wants to call me or send a reward a whatever he can.

This isn't Chicago, I think the police will do what they're supposed to.

At least, I fucking hope so.

simmo wrote:Well, the police told me that they'll contact his bank, who will call him. He'll then have access to my name and phone number, so if he wants to call me or send a reward a whatever he can.

This isn't Chicago, I think the police will do what they're supposed to.

At least, I fucking hope so.

A cop is a cop no matter where you are.

Why not just get in touch with the dude yourself? Why bring the cops into the fold at all? You had all the tools to find him, and it would have taken maybe 2 phone calls. I don;t understand why you felt the need to get the police involved.

Cranius wrote:Which reminds me, I saw Peter Watkin's Edvard Munch the other day. I hope you have some success and recognition before desperation and madness.

I fucking LOVE that movie. First saw it during our intial shoot, on two consecutive nights. It really hit home. Watkins is an international treasure. The editing in that film is superlative. Really like how the film simultaneously explores all these seemingly disparate subjects (Munch's personal life, the social climate at the time, sexuality, the art world's poor reception of his work, women becoming increasingly less dependent on men, the relation between creativity and madness, etc.) and how they eventually culminate to form a complete vision. Breathtaking! Bergman was dead-on when he called Edvard Munch a masterpiece.


In other news, I can't believe BER was within arm's length of Bruckheimer and yet he failed to so much as take a swing at him. Say it ain't so, Brett. Say it ain't so.

Ekkssvvppllott wrote:

Cranius wrote:Which reminds me, I saw Peter Watkin's Edvard Munch the other day. I hope you have some success and recognition before desperation and madness.

I fucking LOVE that movie. First saw it during our intial shoot, on two consecutive nights. It really hit home. Watkins is an international treasure. The editing in that film is superlative. Really like how the film simultaneously explores all these seemingly disparate subjects (Munch's personal life, the social climate at the time, sexuality, the art world's poor reception of his work, women becoming increasingly less dependent on men, the relation between creativity and madness, etc.) and how they eventually culminate to form a complete vision. Breathtaking! Bergman was dead-on when he called Edvard Munch a masterpiece.

I saw that just a while ago - it's really a strange film. I actually don't know what I think about it, my head was buzzing from the narration the whole film. I mean, it's been a while since I've seen it and i STILL don't know what to think.
Strange.

I believe Edvard Munch is a very worthwhile cinematic experience. Having seen a fair number of films thus far, I feel entirely confident in calling it nothing less than exceptional.

Have you ever seen The Mirror by Andrei Tarkovsky? Well, it's one of his very best films, and yet, when I first saw it I was pretty nonplussed, not to mention considerably underwhelmed. Then, I watched it again, and it made a bit more sense. During the third pass I started to genuinely enjoy it, and the fourth time around everything fell into place all of a sudden and I could finally see it for the masterpiece that it is.

Munch is a lot less abstruse, so I'd say watch it one more time and see if that does the trick.

simmo wrote:Today on my way home from work, something caught my eye in the gutter next to the pavement. It was a money bag, containing £257.92 ($510), a credit card, and a gym membership card.

My first thoughts were: am I being filmed for some kind of TV programme? Is this an April Fool's Day set up or something? It didn't seem very real. I'd never found more than a fiver before.

My second thought was: what should I do with it all?


I took it straight to the police station and handed it all in.

Manly.

Police are a little different over there. I think it'll be all right. The guy will be fucking stunned. I would've tracked him down myself, but for purely selfish reasons.

Marsupialized wrote:A cop is a cop no matter where you are.

In the UK, policemen are paid a pretty decent wage - I doubt very much your regular bobby is going to risk his excellent pension for £200.

I reckon Simmo did a good thing, which reminds me I should post his CD thingy...