The Anthony King

Wow! Nate Dern made a lot of changes after I...

Wed, 22 Feb 2012 11:35:33 -0800

Wow! Nate Dern made a lot of changes after I left.

Gossip Girl visits the Upright Citizens Brigade Theatre.

Myself, Benjamin Apple, and Kate Riley all make an appearance.

BUD & DOUG - Horse Cave, KY

Thu, 16 Feb 2012 14:57:32 -0800

BUD & DOUG - Horse Cave, KY

I took Eleanor on the Griffith Park train. She liked it.

Tue, 14 Feb 2012 11:39:10 -0800

I took Eleanor on the Griffith Park train. She liked it.

"Writing is work. It’s also gambling. You don’t get a pension plan. Other people can help..."

Mon, 13 Feb 2012 21:54:00 -0800

“Writing is work. It’s also gambling. You don’t get a pension plan. Other people can help you a bit, but essentially you’re on your own. Nobody is making you do this: you chose it, so don’t whine.”

- Margaret Atwood (via Advice to Writers)

"Creativity is paradoxical. To create, a person must have knowledge but forget the knowledge, must..."

Thu, 09 Feb 2012 12:42:19 -0800

“Creativity is paradoxical. To create, a person must have knowledge but forget the knowledge, must see unexpected connections in things but not have a mental disorder, must work hard but spend time doing nothing as information incubates, must create many ideas yet most of them are useless, must look at the same thing as everyone else, yet see something different, must desire success but embrace failure, must be persistent but not stubborn, and must listen to experts but know how to disregard them.”

- Michael Michalko (via Advice to Writers)

ferniecommaalex: This is my all-time favorite joke from...

Tue, 07 Feb 2012 20:42:11 -0800

ferniecommaalex:

This is my all-time favorite joke from anything, anywhere.

rachaelmason: Henry Miller’s Eleven Commandments

Fri, 27 Jan 2012 10:23:03 -0800

rachaelmason:

Henry Miller’s Eleven Commandments

Late at night, when I dream of being a fulfilled, successful...

Tue, 24 Jan 2012 21:21:43 -0800

Late at night, when I dream of being a fulfilled, successful person with the respect of my peers & elders (and the money that accompanies such success), I imagine myself sipping a 25-year-old scotch under the stars at this place.

Then I go to sleep, wake up the next morning with a sore back (because I have a ridiculous pillow), take two ibuprofen and try to force my brain to fart out a word fire that will one day (hopefully) make that dream come true.

EDIT: I just realized that even in my dreams, I am apparently unable to imagine scotch older than 25 years. That’s sad. I also recently said in the BFF writers’ room that my goal in life was to have a treadmill in a room with DVR so I could run while watching the Daily Show & Colbert Report, because that 40-min-a-day would be the perfect workout. I need better dreams.

Engraved In Stone Monuments

Thu, 19 Jan 2012 17:19:00 -0800

This is a piece of fiction excerpted from a larger project I’m working on, but I have been thinking about New York - and how it feels to leave New York - a lot this week, so I thought I’d post it here.

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In 1947, a twenty-three-year-old girl named Evelyn McHale wrote on a piece of paper, “He is much better off without me…I wouldn’t make a good wife for anybody.” Then she crossed it out, stuck the paper in her purse, and leapt off the Empire State Building. She landed on a limousine eighty-six floors below in eerily perfect repose - her feet bare, her hands in white gloves, her make-up still thick and perfect in the way middle-class women in the 1940s wore their make-up thick and perfect. Life magazine ran a picture of her corpse lying atop the wreckage of the car it crushed – the Picture Of The Week! The photographer titled it “The Most Beautiful Suicide.”

Last night some guy whose name has not yet been released by authorities followed Evelyn McHale’s journey out of obscurity. His picture’s not in the paper because unlike the beautiful and perfect Evelyn McHale, this guy splattered on the sidewalk in front of a bus. But the fact that he even reached the ground is remarkable. In the decades since Evelyn McHale became famous, the people who decide such things decided that the people who install such things should install steel netting on the sides of the Empire State Building for the sole purpose of stopping people from becoming this kind of ghastly celebrity. Modern jumpers attempt their leap from this mortal coil only to find themselves confused but very much alive as they sway in the wind a few floors down. But the guy who obliterated himself last night defied the odds. He started at the opposite end of the platform, ran as fast as he could towards the edge, leapt out over the railing and cleared the nets.

I wonder if the guy Evelyn McHale didn’t want to marry was angry when he heard about her suicide. I wonder if he shouted despondent clichés like, “Why didn’t she talk to me?!” or “I should have been there!” I wonder if he kept a copy of that Life magazine picture and late at night when the woman he settled for and the kids they made were asleep, I wonder if he took the picture out and looked at her corpse and whispered quietly again and again, “Evelyn Evelyn Evelyn…it wasn’t supposed to be this way.”

Maybe Evelyn McHale was gay. Maybe the idea of male penetration – the grunting, the sweat, the slobber – made her queasy, even with a good man like her soon-to-be husband. And it being 1947, she had no outlet, no way to communicate to her not-worth-sticking-around-for, never-to-be husband that things weren’t going to work out for them — not because anything they did, but because of who they were.

Did she consider less spectacular, less newsworthy ways to die? Did she try to get a gun? Did she spend an evening in her kitchen holding a butcher knife, failing to work up the courage? Did she consider pills but ultimately decide they were too pathetic? I hope not. I hope she knew from the moment she decided to leave New York that her only way out was to crash back into it.

The captain is making an announcement. Once we’re airborne our flight time will be an five hours and forty-five minutes. It’s going to be a little bumpy on the way out, then it should be smooth sailing the rest of the way to LAX. We’re next in line for take-off.

What I really admire about Evelyn McHale and that soon-to-be-named guy who splattered the sidewalk last night: they left New York on their own terms - their escapes documented, their mysteries celebrated. Most of us come to New York and live in New York and leave New York without New York ever noticing.

The woman next to me in the aisle seat is reading Confederates In The Attic. She finally finished reading that sequel to The Da Vinci Code, whatever it’s called, on her flight to New York so she picked this book off a shelf in her daughter’s apartment because it looked interesting. Her daughter’s doing very well in advertising so she paid for her to come visit for her sixtieth birthday. She likes visiting New York but she doesn’t understand how anyone could actually live here. Too many people! So far she doesn’t like the book very much. The author is condescending towards southern people but she figures that’s understandable since the writer’s a Jewish Yankee who won a Pulitzer Prize, and she hates not finishing things so she’s plowing ahead.

Why did Evelyn McHale write it down? “He’s better off without me. I wouldn’t make a good wife for anybody.” Who was she writing it to? And why did she cross it out? Will the splattered guy also have famous last words? If I was in charge of carving his tombstone it would just say, “He did it. He cleared the nets.”

We’re flying over Manhattan now. The woman in the aisle seat beside me has her eyes closed and she’s taking deep breaths through her nostrils. She doesn’t like flying. It’s not the crashing the scares her. If the plane’s going to crash it just means it’s her turn to go and God wants her to come home. No, what scares her is the all the bumping around, the turbulence. You just never know how bad it’s going to be or how long it’s going to last.

EXTRAORDINARYWritten & Directed by JD AmatoStarring Will...

Thu, 19 Jan 2012 16:33:03 -0800

EXTRAORDINARY
Written & Directed by JD Amato
Starring Will Hines & Anthony King

JD is a very talented and funny filmmaker (among other things), and right before I moved to LA, he asked me to be in this weird little short. I don’t do a lot of acting on camera (though I’d like to do more to rid myself of being cripplingly self-conscious when a lens is pointing at me) so I was thrilled he asked me. I believe this is meant to be one in a series of brief glimpses of odd encounters, but I may be wrong about that. Anyway, JD is great. Will Hines too.

Sitcom Writing Made Easy

Sat, 07 Jan 2012 16:21:00 -0800

Ever watch a situation comedy on television and think to yourself, “I could write better than that!” Or have you ever been watching a comedic television program and thought, “Whoa! What the fuck?”

Then YOU can write a sitcom.

Hello, my name is Anthony King. I have been a paid writer for television for more than two months. I’ve also written many beloved unproduced shows such as Basketball Friends, Who’s Dog Is This?, Downside Up, and The Pythagorean Harem. Now I want to share what I have learned with you.

BREAKING IN

If becoming a television writer was easy, everyone would do it. Right? That makes sense. So if you want to “beat your way into the business,” you need three things:

1. A Cool Name
Think about it. Would you rather read a script written by someone named “Johnson Boringname,” or someone with a real kickass name like “Zane” or “Diablo Cody?” If you want your script to be read, change your name. And make it cool!

2. A Cool Handshake
Show business is all about who you know. That’s why you need a cool handshake. Here’s one I used when I met Ben Savage: high five, low five, finger wag, spin around, clap your hands, slap your cheeks, say “howdy do.”

3. A Phone
I know you think you don’t need a phone. But you do. Just trust me. Get a fucking phone.

SCRIPT NOTES

So you’ve got a big idea and you’re ready to write a script. Well, even if you never write that script, you can tell people you’re writing it for the rest of your life. But either way, here are a few DOs and DONTs:

DO number your pages.
Face it, at some point you’re going to lose your computer and throw your script out a car window. YOU’RE GOING TO WANT THOSE PAGE NUMBERS!

DON’T use adverbs.
I learned this one from Steven King. “Human beings never use adverbs.” So unless you’re writing a sitcom for robots or leprechauns, you should never use a verb adjective. (Also, don’t waste your time writing a sitcom for robots or leprechauns. I already tried. And nobody wanted to read The Tiny Irish Robot Family.)

DO use your Creative Hat (TM).
Let’s say you’re writing a scene where CHARACTER #1 needs to tell CHARACTER #2 all about the Irish Robot BBQ this weekend. For some reason it’s not funny! That’s when you need to put on your Creative Hat (TM). What if Character #1 uses a funny accent? Or what if they’re in space? Or what if Character #2 is in space and Character #1 uses that funny accent? You’ll figure it out.

DON’T cast Ben Savage.
He’s a jerk and he’s bad at handshakes.

CONGRATULATIONS

If you followed the rules I’ve laid out here, then you’re probably a TV writer. That means you’re rich! And that means you can write your next television sitcom from a hot air balloon!

The Anthony King: The 2011 Totals

Tue, 03 Jan 2012 07:18:06 -0800

The Anthony King: The 2011 Totals:

Someone please give Kevin Hines a job as an unimportant statistician.

kevhines:

anthonyking:

For the last three years, I have tracked my consumption and opinions of movies, plays and books on this blog. Here are the 2011 totals!

In 2011: (2008, 2009, & 2010 numbers in parentheses)

I watched 5 movies in the theater. (20,20,9)

I watched 59 movies on DVD/DVR/Cable. (67,47,56)

I saw…

But Antony if you don’t blog about this then how will I know how much media you consume in 2012?

I tried the difference method, but it says you will see -32 plays, and that seems* wrong.

I tried just averaging but that implied you would see 13 movies in theaters this year. With a 1 year old that seems unlikely.

I tried simply eyeballing it, but I have very poor vision.

*seems wrong. I think you could see negative plays. Maybe you will get so busy you will forget plays you have already seen?

Here are some charts that you FORCED me to make by refusing to keep blogging snarky comments!

(Forgive the mislabled x-axis, it is almost 3am.)

I guess this final chart is all I can be sure of for next year!

The 2011 Totals

Mon, 02 Jan 2012 22:45:31 -0800

For the last three years, I have tracked my consumption and opinions of movies, plays and books on this blog. Here are the 2011 totals!

In 2011: (2008, 2009, & 2010 numbers in parentheses)

I watched 5 movies in the theater. (20,20,9)

I watched 59 movies on DVD/DVR/Cable. (67,47,56)

I saw 13 plays/musicals. (20,8,16)

I read 6 books. (17,27,15)

Overall I consumed less media than ever, which I will blame on my baby (I will also blame all future failures on her so she’ll have something to talk about in therapy).

ANNOUNCEMENT: I’m going to stop doing this now.

I moved to LA in September to make creating things my primary profession (after six years of primarily helping other people create things), so I’m feeling more interested in using this space for creative, and less critical, diarrhea.

(Also, I’ve really said all I can say about Josh Gad.)

Basically, I like making snarky comments about other people’s work as much as anybody, and I will still do that from time to time (especially while drinking), but I’d like to push myself to spend more time creating things for other people to make snarky comments about. That’s much more frightening and thus, I am told, much more rewarding.

Some of those things will be posted here (with much haste and little editing). Some will (hopefully) appear on your television. And some will appear in magazines and other places where people look for such things.

I would also like to release an album of cover songs, but frankly, that’s not going to happen.

Happy New Year to everyone reading this. The Mayans never predicted Tumblr, so I’m pretty sure we’re all going to die.

DVD #59 - This was a nice movie to fall asleep to on New...

Mon, 02 Jan 2012 22:22:23 -0800

DVD #59 - This was a nice movie to fall asleep to on New Year’s Eve.

DVD #58 - This movie was basically Taken with its balls ripped...

Sat, 31 Dec 2011 16:20:00 -0800

DVD #58 - This movie was basically Taken with its balls ripped off.

DVD #57 - I think the title was a warning that this movie is...

Sat, 31 Dec 2011 16:17:00 -0800

DVD #57 - I think the title was a warning that this movie is boring like math is boring.

MOVIE #5 - This movie was a lot of fun. But what do I know? I...

Sat, 31 Dec 2011 16:13:00 -0800

MOVIE #5 - This movie was a lot of fun. But what do I know? I only saw FIVE movies in the theater this year. (THANKS A LOT, BABY E.)

"Art is edited truth—edited to give it shape, rhythm, speed and punch…Art is skill in the..."

Fri, 30 Dec 2011 11:40:14 -0800

“Art is edited truth—edited to give it shape, rhythm, speed and punch…Art is skill in the service of passion.”

- Stephen Sondheim

"So this year, I am going to relax about the time tables. I have the love of my life and hilarious..."

Wed, 28 Dec 2011 13:43:10 -0800

““So this year, I am going to relax about the time tables. I have the love of my life and hilarious beautiful creative children surrounding me, and they keep me magnetized and pulled close to them, and so if that means that it’s going to take longer to get to where I want to be, that’s fine. I am getting there with good company, and in good standing with all of them. In the end, we won’t be strangers when we get there. Together.””

- Pacing the Panic Room (via marycatherinehamelin) (via nasquasha)

"Well, I like to eat, sleep, drink, and be in love."

Sat, 24 Dec 2011 23:58:32 -0800

“Well, I like to eat, sleep, drink, and be in love.”

- Langston Hughes (via ihavelovedyousolong)