I wake up early and I always have. I’m up for hours before the dawn.
My routine is always the same: urinate, turn on the classical radio station, take an adderall, feed the cats, make coffee, roll a cigarette, drink the coffee, smoke the cigarette, and realize that it’s good to be alive. As my second cup of coffee brews, I roll a blunt.
The slogan of my eigth feature film, “Morning, Noon & Night,” is “Every day is a miniature eternity.” I didn’t make it up, but I like it.
I take my coffee, a freshly rolled cigarette, and the blunt, into my bedroom where my computer is located, and I then write for the next seven to eight hours.
I once typed all over 120 pages of paper and sold it for $60,000. It was a script for a movie called “Cycles,” about the very first motorcycle gang comprised of al WWII vets. The company that made “Air Force One” bought it, but never made it.
So I’m going to attempt to use this space as a so-called “blog.”
What do I think about what’s occurring in the world around me, which I truly don’t give a shit what anybody thinks about, let alone pays for.
I am extremely opinionated and always have been.
Let’s start here:
Every new comic book movie is another step toward the Dark Ages, which I believe we’re headed into. But I don’t think it should make us glum.
I’ll be back.