Hi.

No, seriously. I'm blogging at MySpace because I feel like it. Now git!

Tom and I have rekindled our friendship.

Hey kids, I'm back on MySpace after an extremely unhip leave of absence. Please come be my friend, because it's looking pretty damn bleak at the moment.

(I think I just missed the "Currently Feeling" feature.)

My Criterion Top 10

Here

Three things

Thank you, Minneapolis. Yes, I am willingly standing in direct sunlight without makeup. I will always be naked for you.



Stay classy, Philadelphia!



Micky, I love you.

I live for this stuff.

Just left Philadelphia, where I ate myself into a Krimpet Koma. I used to date a guy from PA a million years ago, and he introduced me to Krimpets, Utz potato chips, and weird Amish expressions. (I still say rootchi for "squirmy" occasionally.)

Now we're in Detroit Rock City, getting ready for a Q&A.

Wonderful review of Juno in The New Yorker. As good as it gets.

"She’s a shrewd girl, and very blunt, yet she’s taken in by her own gift for rude comedy, which, as we learn, masks a great deal of uncertainty." Yup.

Never not awesome.

(To answer an increasingly common and much-welcomed question, yes-- the reference to "Tino" in Juno is absolutely a MSCL shout-out.)

Buscemi Fetish

For all you art department geeks, here's a detail from the "older men" collage in Leah's bedroom. You can barely see it in the finished film, but it's such a thing of beauty I had to share:



And yes, I was consulted as to which dudes were shrineworthy. It's easy to see who's my favorite-- I'd follow that man into a woodchipper any day.

I'm heading for Philadelphia in a few minutes, then Detroit and...

wait for it...

Minneapolis.

The prodigal cunt returns! Hope to see you all at the Walker on Thursday night. Then we drink.