Stories from the Line
Maybe we should tell the producers, look, you build the stadium, sell the tickets, form the league, make the rules and then we'll come in with our bats and gloves and get hits. Because that's the way it works.
Maybe we should tell the producers, look, you build the stadium, sell the tickets, form the league, make the rules and then we'll come in with our bats and gloves and get hits. Because that's the way it works.
Los Angeles is the world capital of loneliness. In the age of isolation, this is a very special achievement. I could not crack it. I could only survive it.
After watching every episode available to me, I was ready to make a very bold, James Lipton-caliber claim: Bones might be the best show of its kind, perhaps ever.
The producers are logically using the cosmic ineptitude of the WGA leadership to reassemble their business model. Innocent WGA members are being undeniably ill-served by their amateur, careerist negotiators.
A residual isn't a handout or an allowance or Paris Hilton's trust fund. It's not a perk. It's okay if you didn't know that. It's in the best interests of a lot of fairly large corporations that you don't.
It's the current common wisdom throughout SAG negotiations that the Writers Strike Destroyed Network Television. Hey, honestly, it sounds reasonable. As long as you don't think too hard. Or at all.
A few weeks ago, on a gun-metal gray Brooklyn day, replete with slushy rain and rainy snow, I decided to fully give up what is left of my Venice, California life. What follows is an account of how I finally gave up on my oddly loved hometown.
A better case could not be made for what's at stake for all of us who work in the American entertainment industry than a video produced by German actor Andreas Stenschke.
I get uptight when I watch even a snippet of these debates. Is leadership there? Is greatness there? Is the end of the war there? Up on that stage?
I expect the AMPTP to make a deal with the DGA and then announce that the WGA could have had the same deal three months ago if only our leaders had been professionals or were better negotiators.
Among the things I've learned from my three-legged dog: When sleeping with a human, sometimes it's fun to lick them in the middle of the night for no reason, or get really, really, really close, especially in winter.
When union members like John Ridley go Fi-Core they sacrifice nothing while gaining everything that others have suffered for. Are they entitled to do that? Yes.
The WGA has sent out a castigating letter to its members that lists names of writers who crossed the picket lines during the tense hundred-day strike that ended in February.
If we were cavemen, we writers would be the people standing behind those drawing on the walls and we'd be giving them ideas. But what if all the Caves were suddenly owned by six EXTREMELY POWERFUL Cavemen?
With a writers deal apparently in the offing, now's a time to pause and ask about favored nations.
The collective distaste for this man among those picketing the studios and networks is so palpable that firing him alone could get these negotiations back on track.