Last night, Alex and I were on the phone, discussing Tom Cruise like the two maniacs that we are. I call her. She answers on the first ring. She obviously has me programmed into her phone, she knows it’s me … because she does not say “Hi” or “This is Alex” … No. Her first word to me is: “Wait.” Okay, she’s in the middle of something. I wait. She periodically repeats the word, “Wait … wait …” I continue to wait. At some point, I begin to laugh. She murmurs to me, “Sorry … just finishing reading something on Cult News …” hahahahaha
Alex was describing to me a bizarre interaction she had yesterday. I will not go into details, but she was telling me about how her response to this interaction was to just go completely blank … like, she could not think of an appropriate response … NOTHING was in her head …
She said: “If there was a close-up of my face in that moment, you would have seen an absolute BLANK.”
Then Alex summed it all up by saying, “I felt like I was in a deleted scene from Waiting for Guffman.”
“I felt like I was in a deleted scene from Waiting for Guffman.”
Great visual imagery…and great film!