Bridget ran the True West brushup rehearsal this evening. We walked through the blocking and the fight. I took most of my monologues at something less than double time.

I always dislike coming back for the first pickup, and that's why it's so necessary. I come in thinking that I don't remember anything, that I don't know how to play this character, that I know nothing. And then I walk through everything and I remember that at least I knew how to do it last week.

As we we packing up, Bridget gave me something to use on Lee/Andy tomorrow night. And we tuned up my handling of the phone cord for the fight.

I got home and ironed Austin's costume. Austin takes wrinkles more seriously than I do.

posted: 10:59:34 PM  

Nancy Franklin writes a great lead to her New Yorker review of PBS's "Independent Lens" documentary series:

One day in mid-April, CNN's Wolf Blitzer, still overseas, said, "To our viewers, here's your chance to weigh in on the war in Iraq. Our Web question of the day is this: Where do you think Saddam Hussein is?" We were given three choices-hiding in Iraq, dead, left the country-and were encouraged to log on and vote with our fingers. Cable news has a habit of treating viewers like children on a long car trip, giving us diverting, time-killing games to keep us focussed on the TV instead of thinking our own thoughts or punching our little brother. Count the out-of-state license plates; tell us where you think Saddam Hussein is.

posted: 11:30:52 AM