I dreamed I was in line in a university cafeteria. In front of me were two women, one of whom was verbally abusing the other and shoving her around. The woman being verbally abused was wearing a sleeveless dress. Bruises and cuts on her arms and legs suggested that she might be suffering physical as well as verbal abuse.
I intervened in a manner which is not entirely clear. I started by yelling things like, "Hey, look at this, people. This is not right." I don't remember what happened next until the abusing woman was gone. Then the cafeteria was closing, so I grabbed some sandwiches in plastic wrap and stuffed them into the pockets of my jacket.
Then I was in the cafeteria with the previously-abused woman, and she was telling me that I should start a business. I didn't feel especially qualified to do this, but I figured I might as well give it a try. Soon I had about a dozen employees, all women.
I don't know exactly what our business did, but we did it in the cafeteria. Maybe we were remodeling it. I remember that we did things which changed the appearance of some sections of the cafeteria's walls. All I did was to say slogans to my employees, things which sounded to me like things said by people with MBA's. To my great surprise, this and this alone made me function well as a business owner and boss, and the business thrived.
Then I was sitting in the cafeteria with Annie Parisse, an actress who played one of Jack McCoy's assistants on "Law & Order," and an ex-girlfriend or ex-wife, I don't remember which, of Bobby Cannavale's character on the HBO series "Vinyl." Those are the only 2 roles I can remember seeing Ms Parisse play. When I saw her in "Vinyl," at first I couldn't place her. When I realized that she was the same actress from "Law & Order," I was very impressed, because the 2 characters seem to me to be so very different. She was being very friendly, giving me compliments about my business success. It was very pleasant sitting there with her.
After Ms Parisse and I had been speaking for a while, Bobby Cannavale showed up and interrupted our pleasant conversation. Suddenly he and Ms Parisse more closely resembled the characters they played in "Vinyl." Cannavale was dressed in stereotypical 70's-pimp attire, with a hat with a big feather in it, a fur coat and polyester bell-bottoms. He flirted more and more openly with Ms Parisse, and she seemed to enjoy it, and I became envious and tried to think of some way to get Cannavale to leave. Then I woke up.
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Monday, October 1, 2012
He's Gotta Go!
That big scary Italian guy from the Lower East Side, Gyp Rosetti, ever since he first appeared near the beginning of the 1st episode in season 3 of "Boardwalk Empire" and killed that nice friendly dog-owner for absolutely no good reason, I've been thinking: somebody needs to kill that asshole. 3 episodes of the season have been shown now, and almost everything the character has said and done has only hardened my opinion that he needs to be made thoroughly dead without delay, for the good of all mankind and very likely some other animal species as well, and yet, unfathomably, he's still above ground and breathing. It's not right.
And it's not as if I can kill him myself, because, one, this is all taking place 89 years ago, and, two, of course, the big jerk doesn't even really exist, he's just a character on TV show. It's all very frustrating, as you might imagine.
What are all the other relatively sane and civilized characters (Rosetti makes Luciano look like Rothstein.) waiting for? Why can no-one except me see that he needs to go?
Or at the very least that he needs to be kept away from things like guns and cigarette lighters, and honestly, why do I even have to mention something like keeping him away from a gasoline pump? Do you let an untrained and ill-mannered dog chew on the launch button of a nuclear missile? No! You don't! And nobody had to tell you that you don't! Sheesh!
Seriously, though, Bobby Cannavale is doing a magnificent job playing Gyp Rosetti. He's menacing like Jack Nicholson was menacing in The Departed and like DeNiro was menacing in Goodfellas and Cape Fear. If you're an actor or you love good acting you gotta watch "Boardwalk Empire" to see Cannavale. (There are lots of other reason to watch the show, but damn! Bobby!)
And it's not as if I can kill him myself, because, one, this is all taking place 89 years ago, and, two, of course, the big jerk doesn't even really exist, he's just a character on TV show. It's all very frustrating, as you might imagine.
What are all the other relatively sane and civilized characters (Rosetti makes Luciano look like Rothstein.) waiting for? Why can no-one except me see that he needs to go?
Or at the very least that he needs to be kept away from things like guns and cigarette lighters, and honestly, why do I even have to mention something like keeping him away from a gasoline pump? Do you let an untrained and ill-mannered dog chew on the launch button of a nuclear missile? No! You don't! And nobody had to tell you that you don't! Sheesh!
Seriously, though, Bobby Cannavale is doing a magnificent job playing Gyp Rosetti. He's menacing like Jack Nicholson was menacing in The Departed and like DeNiro was menacing in Goodfellas and Cape Fear. If you're an actor or you love good acting you gotta watch "Boardwalk Empire" to see Cannavale. (There are lots of other reason to watch the show, but damn! Bobby!)
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