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6.19.2004
If we were all a little bit smarter, we would all live in Albuquerque. Here is a city with video stores that proudly refuse to carry Jerry Bruckheimer so that there's more room for their Fassbinder collection. Stroll up Central, a revitalized portion of neon-lined Route 66, and you'll see vintage camera shops, a cinema showing a film noir festival, a cafe that gives free internet access to its customers, art galleries and a gay club with a volleyball court in the back. Everything costs half of what it does in New York and the girls and boys dress like hipsters without, you know, the brooding pretentious and debilitating angst. It's sunny here, so we could all have tans, and while it does get hot- as anyone will tell you, it's a dry heat.
I haven't even mentioned the Indian casinos, green chiles, Baloon Fiestas or Tinkertown. Alright, now I have.
Albuquerque remains my favorite undiscovered gem of a city. Everybody- move there: Now.Read more! (in beta) 6.09.2004
Postcards from the Center
Well, I've been on the road now for enough time that I don't know just how long on the road I've actually been. I'm in Dallas now, a city which, by virtue of being near another city (Fort Worth) has been given the high-fallutin' nickname, "The Metroplex", which, to me, sounds like something out of a Robocop movie. I've been wildly busy shooting all kinds of people all over the South and this constant interviewing has made it extremely easy for me to go up and meet people, something which normally, causes me to break out into hives. In New Orleans, I found myself chatting up everyone on Bourbon Street: " So how long have you been a voodoo crack dealer?...Really, and how did that make you feel when your mother tried to burn you alive?" Life's become a Barbara Walters Special.
The biggest shock of all, so far has been the poverty. Oh sure, we have homeless people in New York, but at least they can read or sleep on the Times. No such luck in Dixie. I was shooting a barn and the farmer cae out and started talking to me, asking what I was doing. After telling him I was shooting a documentary, he nodded and said, "Yeah, sure are a lot of poor people to film out here." I blushed with shame, but looking back, I'm still not sure he said it with bitterness.
Anyrate, I must go shoot the wild world of Dallas gamers now, so I'll talk to you all soon. I'm having fun and my hair is, mercifully, growing back.
-J
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