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Dan Carlson
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I'm a twentysomething white male with ambitions to be a professional film critic and generally spend my days getting paid to watch movies and write about it. I try not to think too hard about how I want to build my life around talking about other people's creations and not mine. A compulsive reader and stubborn cineaste, I take an often contrary stance to my more fundamentalist peers and upbringing by celebrating the pursuit of the good, and the Good, in life, love, art and film. If you watched enough episodes of a few TV shows ("The Hungry and the Hunted," "The Cut Man Cometh," "The Body," "The Zeppo," "Waiting in the Wings," "Out of Gas," "April is the Cruelest Month," "20 Hours in America," "Colonial Day," "An Echolls Family Christmas," and "Look Who's Stalking," for starters), you would understand me completely, and you'd also realize that much of my worldview and philosophical insights are heavily influenced by fictional works/programs, and many of the good things I've said in my life are just a regurgitation of someone else's imaginings. I guess I was made to be a film critic.

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January 15, 2008

Ghost World: An Online Transcript

By Dan Carlson

Sis: brad renfro died
that's crazy
me: yeah
heroin will do that
Sis: that sucks
he was talented
me: i mean, i don't know if a cause of death has been released yet
but he was busted a couple years ago for heroin
= you know where this is going
Sis: right
well, my 12-year-old heart is broken
me: haha
aw
Sis: him AND jonathan brandis?
if JTT is murdered, i may have to kill myself
me: it will be like your middle school self is being tortured
Sis: I KNOW
me: if devon sawa turns up dead tomorrow, you should call in sick
Sis: i wonder what JTT is up to these days ...
me: waiting for you
Sis: a girl can dream, can't she?
me: yep
i bet he gets up every day and watches Wild America
Sis: ...
i remember seeing that in the theater
and i owned "Tom & Huck" and "Man of the House"
me: i know
he was a cute kid
your fandom was not wihout merit
Sis: i appreciate that
... too bad i had like 400 posters of him in my room
me: i had a poster of heidi klum with the nipples digitally erased, which i hadn't noticed when i bought it
Sis: i remember that
you had it on the back of your door, and you were pissed that the nipples weren't there
me: so pissed
Sis: i also remember dad not being happy about it
the poster
not the nipples
me: HAHAHA
"son, you need to check next time so you get a poster with nipples. don't get taken advantage of"
and then we'd hug
Sis: "next week, i'll show you how to insert ones into strippers' g-strings"
ew
me: well, i'll have to get back to you later, right now i have to go drink some bleach
Sis: hahahahahaha
you. are. welcome.
me: [shakes it off]
i don't know how i can repay you for that
i'll have to think
Sis: :)
me: emoticon didn't show. i bet it's the "i killed my brother's libido" face
Sis: exactly
or, a smiley
either/or

Comments: 3

Kevin Longrie

Oh Little Wing

Jan 15, 2008 11:04 PM

raych

Tell your sister I feel her pain. As for me, I will always cling to the hope that Rider Strong is safe and happy, hiding in a cave and waiting for the right moment to kidnap me and take me back with him.

Jan 16, 2008 7:51 AM

Rob

Don't forget Airborne's Shane McDermott. To quote an IMDB user, "probably the best movie about rollerblading in Cincinnati ever made."

Catch Airborne on HBO On Demand UNTIL THE END OF TIME.

Jan 16, 2008 4:34 PM

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