It was a very quiet weekend.
For some reason, reading work hasn't really picked up all that much since the end of the strike; it may be a combination of fear of an actor's strike this summer and the fact that the economy sucks.
As it is, it was a good thing I didn't have much work this weekend (maybe even arranged, for those who believe in a higher power). Because my wife has been sick, with a very painful "women's problem" that has demanded a string of doctor's visits, including another one this afternoon.
So I've been free to ferry her around, and cook for her, and help her out, and play Scrabble with her, and rub her back. Which is always a good thing.
Though a little work will help. Hopefully she'll be well enough to go back to work in a few days, and the God of Spousal Responsibility will then grant me a pile of stuff to read.
I do have a meeting Tuesday afternoon with a company that looks like they are going to start giving me work, which will be nice.
Meanwhile, I've been wrestling with the low-budget thriller that I thought was finished, until last month's actor read made me see that it really wasn't.
So I'm doing some major fleshing out of some of the story elements, and it all seems to be getting better, more intricate, and even more surprising, all of which suits this piece well. And the slowed-down pace and lack of other people's scripts to think about has freed my brain to chew over the script at random moments, leading to some interesting thoughts as well.
So things aren't all bad. But if we're friends and you haven't heard from me for a while, apologies, it has been a long month or two.
Let's do brunch.
Over the weekend, MEET THE BROWNS made about $20 million, pretty close to what I expected. SHUTTER did $10.7 and DRILLBIT TAYLOR did $10.2, well under what I predicted; I'm not sure what I was thinking.
UNDER THE SAME MOON made $2.6 million (in only 266 theaters), a record opening weekend for a Spanish-language release.