When I was little, I thought Stevie Nicks, Carrie Fisher, and Princess Leia were two people. Related Carrie Fisher: This article by Courtney Enlow is a hard read but I’ve never heard family addiction described in a more accurate way.
I find Adam Sandler movies from the past decade, frankly, unwatchable, but The Wedding Singer will always be on my “desert island” movie list. I love it and could watch it on a loop forever. Other movies I hold undying nostalgic love for include Adventures in Babysitting, Maid to Order, & Overboard. 1987 was a big year for me, apparently. (Probably the first year I remember watching movies.)
Related: Tonight was going to be the greatest night of her life.
I’m about 85% through Bryan Cranston’s A Life in Parts (read by Bryan Cranston). I do not love this book. I would have stopped listening already but not having another audiobook picked out yet, and wanting to hear his take on the “Breaking Bad years” have kept me in it. He has a nice reading voice, and I don’t mind the company on my walk into work in the mornings. But most of this memoir reads like bullet points written by a friend of a friend. His internalized greatness as an actor is center stage. Rarely is any other “part” really examined to its root, exposing the why of this human… save for one story where he admits he came close to murdering an ex- girlfriend. (I’m serious.) Again, I’m not a fan. One thing he says a couple times that I do like and will take away from all this listening is, “You can’t fake letting go.” It’s a profound, timely reminder for me in terms of his book. He, of course, means it in terms of acting.