The Week in Cool 10.26.08

Yeah, I need to blog more. Trust, that will happen soon. But in the meantime, what did I deem worthy to post about this week?

• I was too damn lazy to cook breakfast so I became pro-Choice.
• The Morning Coffee was delicious, though.
• Zack Snyder’s latest Watchmen trailer has me convinced that it will be the movie event of 2009. T.S. Johnson has no fucking idea what she’s talking about.
• Nothing has changed. ScriptGirl is still sexy, smart, and the personification of awesome.
• Mayhaps I need to stop drinking.

Thanks to everyone who keeps coming by to check me out. And I’m surprised that “Harley Quinn” has suddenly become a major source of interest. Did I miss something? Help me out, people! Don’t forget, I’m also on the Twitter now! Tee hee!

ScriptGirl Report 10.24.08

Okay, please reference this post to understand why I’m just now posting this. I need to lay off the alcohol for a minute, don’t you agree?? And even worse, I’ve not done too much writing lately. My writing schedule has totally been thrown off, and while I should be on the second draft of my current script, I’m only halfway through the first draft. Shame. Shame on me.

Anyhoo, please check ScriptGirl‘s latest report, with the latest in script sales. This is, quite honestly, the best way to get this info. Video after the jump.

AC Person of the Week: Diablo Cody

Yes, yes, I know. I know, I know, you don’t want to hear it, especially from me. But it’s been a minute since Air Conditioning had a “Person of the Week,” and you know what? I think Ms. Cody is deserving of it.

For those that are unaware, the Academy Award-winning neophyte screenwriter has been on the receiving end of a lot of hate, mostly from people (like myself) who have yet to make it big in the industry. It seems she just came out of nowhere to write the script for a critically and financially successful film and rode that success all the way to the Oscars. Damn her!

But everyone has their limits, and apparently, Diablo reached hers. Using her MySpace blog to vent, Ms. Cody’s message to her haters was clear: FUCK YOU.

I am not Charlie Kaufman or Sofia Coppola (much as I supplicate at their Cannes-weary feet.) I’m not Paul Thomas Anderson. I’m not even Paul W.S. Anderson. I am middle-class trash from the Midwest. I’m a competent nonfiction writer, an admittedly green screenwriter, and a product of Hollywood, USA. I am “Diablo Cody” and if you’re not a fan, go rent Prospero’s Books again and leave me the fuck alone.

I may have won 19 awards that you don’t feel I earned, but it’s neither original nor relevant to slag on Juno. Really. And you’re not some bold, singular voice of dissent, You are exactly like everyone else in your zeitgeisty-demo-lifestyle pod. You are even like me. (I, too, loved Arrested Development! Aren’t we a pretty pair of cultural mavericks? Hey, let’s go bitch about how Black Kids are overrated!

Read more after the jump!