We walked up Hicks Street early on Saturday, with plans to hike over the Brooklyn Bridge, over to the Seaport to buy half-price tickets to a Broadway show, etc. etc., but we stopped to talk to these guys:
They were guarding this movie equipment, so what movie was it? They're kind of horsing around, but they mention Brad Pitt, and then a woman comes along and was all "George Clooney was standing right here yesterday." So, yeah, George Clooney and Brad Pitt. That sounds too made up, like you're just pulling movie star names out of a hat.
But, no, they're really filming "Burn After Reading." It's the Coen Brothers new movie -- not set in Brooklyn Heights, but Brooklyn Heights is supposed to look like Georgetown.
I would have walked right by and not even noticed that was movie equipment, but my sister noticed and stopped and engaged the guys and the passerby in conversation.
Really, I had more conversations with strangers this weekend. I'm normally in aloof mode when I'm on the street. I don't want anyone harassing me.
She's noticing more things as well. She was the one who noticed that "Anatomy of Love" was propping up the air conditioner...
Speaking of propping... maybe the book was a prop for the movie. Burn After Reading. It makes too much sense. You burn with love, you burn a book, "Anatomy of Love" is a book that you might want to read if you burned with love and needed some air conditioning (and maybe it deserves burning), and if you burned with love and read "Anatomy of Love" and made love in the air conditioning, then later, your love might go cold and the book would only be useful for propping up the air conditioner.
My sister also noticed, right nearby, that someone had put an origami animal on the window sill to keep company with the animals lined up inside the window.
It seems too sweet and clever not to be part of the movie too.
And now it seems that the world is full of so many connected and interesting people and things. Pay attention!
October 1, 2007
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Everyone's clucking about the cackle, but not a peep from you.
Yeah, but that's a really great belly laugh moment she caught for us :) :) :)))
Heh. No comparison between Hillary's and her man on the street constituents' laughter.
Pitt and Clooney. Could there be any cooler, more beautiful, believe their publicists' hype stars?
Was it the book or Clooney & Pitt that prompted the "sex" label. I'm channelling Maxine.
The bottom photo at the link could pass for the less-high rent part of Georgetown, not the others.
The book.
Guy in stylish jacked-up pickup truck deals with drive thru bank altitude difference at lunchtime today.
How strange: there's an origami animal, a unicorn, in the restored last scene of the director's cut of "Blade Runner."
It means you're a replicant.
I'm wondering if you'll add your celebritneys tag to this, or whether you'll do a post about the original celebritney who today lost custody of her two sons...
After reading this post I've started noticing Origami pop up in the strangest of places!
Sally
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