It was my birthday a week ago. I turned 36. I realised I’m not coping well with birthdays in recent years. I think I have some sort of expectation that I should be somewhere or doing something and I’m not. Also partly because I don’t feel like I’ve done much in this last 12 months. On a day to day basis I guess things are okay and I’m healthy so that’s a good thing. “Almost anything you do will be insignificant, but it is very important that you do it.”—Mohandas Ghandi.
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While I’m sweeping up half-saved drafts:
Yes Dennis Hopper died (a week or two back). It’s sad but everyone dies. The most notable mention alongside this has been easyrider. I’m only mentioning this here because Hopper happened to be in two of my fave films. (Oh, also, there was this great doco series I saw once called something like, ‘the fine art of seperating people and their money’ about advertising and its history. dennis MCed it.)
But what I really liked, was that he played the more-than half-crazed photo-journalist in Apocalypse Now. Did you know that ‘if’ is the middle word in life?
Even better than that (no not Space Truckers) was his playing Frank Booth in Blue Velvet. I remember ages ago seeing some DVD end-matter that was telling how Lynch was doing the casting for the film and Dennis had read the part and was pleading to be Frank. Lynch was hesitant because Dennis had been on and off the drugs for a while and would probably be unreliable. Hopper said that he was Frank Booth and that’s why he needed the part. Anyway there were heaps of great lines that came out of that character but I just thought that it was great, that as an actor, you might get the opportunity to explore parts of your own psyche through a role, particularly the darker parts.