Conversations with Myself: Away We Go
Tuesday, June 2nd, 2009“Ooh, look at John Krasinski. Who knew he could pull off the beard? Lookin’ good, Halpert.”
“He kind of looks like Dad at a young age.”
“We’re not going to talk about that, okay?”
“Okay.”
“So.”
“So.”
“Sam Mendes doing comedy. That’s healthy, right?”
“Something that doesn’t automatically make me want to bury myself alive? Sure. We’ll chalk that up for progress.”
“I wonder what a Sam Mendes funny mood looks like.”
“Probably like the American dream turning sour, only slower than usual.”
“That’s mean.”
“It’s not my fault. American Beauty AND Revolutionary Road?”
“Point taken.”
“Oh, wow. Written by Dave Eggers and Vendela Vida (his wife, a writer who surely gets tired of being known mostly as his wife) , you say?”
“That’s very…hip. Or, wait. Do hip people read Dave Eggers anymore, or is that over?”
“I don’t think the font is helping, either.”
“Very Wes Anderson.”
“A little derivative.”
“Borrowing other people’s pretentiousness. Awesome.”
“Does that make it bad?”
“It might make it annoying. But that’s not the same thing. It looks sweet.”
“It looks like Garden State redux.”
“I do like this song, though.”
“And aww, look, there’s Maggie Gyllenhaal.”
“And that chick from Sweet Home Alabama who had a baby! In a bar!”
“And Allison Janney, who is everything I want to be when I grow up.”
“Six feet of fabulous?”
“Exactly.”
“So it can’t be all bad.”
“I think it looks good.”
“Yes. Good. If you can wade through the one-third-life crisis fumes.”
“Yeah. That.”
“So I’ll meet you at the theater?”
“Wear your Dunder Mifflin t-shirt.”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Away We Go, John Krasinski, Maya Rudolph, Sam Mendes, Sam Mendes comedy, Allison Janney, Melanie Lynskey, Sweet Home Alabama, Maggie Gyllenhaal, Dave Eggers, Vendela Vida, Jim Halpert, Dunder Mifflin, Wes Anderson
