Everything is Beautiful, and Nothing Hurts: It Gets Worse (Take #2)

Monday, October 11, 2010

It Gets Worse (Take #2)

Here's the higher-quality, tightly edited version of my "It Gets Worse" video:

Though I had the idea last Saturday, I was slow to put togehter the video. On Wednesday evening, someone else beat me to it and scored the ~~20,000~~ ~~60,000~~ 85,000+ views and attention from everybody's hero, Dan Savage. But I got over it quickly. That other guy and I had the same idea, more or less at the same time. And the point has been made.

Here's the competition:

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I think it's funnier than mine but perhaps less cutting.

1 contributions to the conversation:

DannaNov 6, 2010 06:14 PM
Love your mockumentary, the editing, the writing! So funny & biting. Hope we can look forward to more from you.
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My Short, Happy Life as an Auteur

I am a filmmaker. Or, at any rate, I once was. Between 1999 and 2002, I made several short films, starting with "My Mother Received a Wound"--which showed at a few film festivals and is still featured in the Moondance Festival's annual "best of" restrospective. The zenith (or nadir, perhaps) of my moviemaking was surely MOCK, a 47-minute mockumentary film about a filmmaker who makes mockumentary films. You can watch MOCK and other projects on my Youtube channel if you click here. Enjoy! (By the way, another filmmaker with my name lives in San Antonio. He spells Erik with a k, and his movies are a good deal more accomplished than mine. I'm quite sure he wouldn't want anyone mistaking my work for his.)

What I Have

a. I have indulged in more passions, hobbies, vocations, and interests than anyone I know.

b. I have acted in more than fifty plays, skits, and movies.

c. I have written songs, played guitar, and sung in four rock bands—though I use the term “rock” loosely in one case. Come to think of it, calling what I did “singing” stretches the definition of that word, too.

d. I have worked for years as a music DJ on public radio, hosting freeform, new-release, and international music shows.

e. I have created, designed, edited and published one excellent literary journal.

f. I have edited two other literary journals and a newspaper.

g. I have published hundreds of newspaper articles, columns, and reviews.

h. I have conducted dozens of interviews with artists and public figures I admire. My favorite was a long, dreamy conversation with Lisa Gerrard. She was on tour in Germany at the time, and I was the last person she spoke to that night before she fell asleep.

i. I have blogged about politics, satire, culture, and life.

j. I have co-edited a once-popular political website that is no longer.

k. I have created several journalistic satires of the Bush administration's war in Iraq, and these online satires were viewed by hundreds of thousands of people. (Here is an echo.)

l. I have written, directed, shot, and edited several short movies. Some have shown at minor film festivals in the U.S. and Italy.

m. I have cofounded and codirected a regional film festival (The Pikes Peak Passion Film Festival).

n. I have written about 100 short and short-short stories.

o. I have completed the first draft of a novel that I’m afraid to go back and read. It sits untouched on my hard drive since 2003.

p. I have made significant progress on—but ultimately abandoned—three other novels.

q. I’m developing two or three other novel ideas, and I will hopefully bang out a first draft of one of these eventually.

r. I also have two new short story collections demanding to be written.

s. I have narrated a documentary that showed nationally on PBS.

t. I have traveled to Europe four times (visiting Italy, France, Spain, Poland, and the Czech Republic), Canada several times, and Mexico once.

u. I have taught elementary school students with emotional disabilities.

v. I have taught writing at the university level since 2004.

w. Sometimes, when I’ve looked at my wife and my kids, I have actually felt guilty for being so fortunate.

x. I, like you, have less money than I wish I had. This mitigates the guild I mention above.

y. I have doubts about the wisdom of blogging, and I fear that I may someday regret this. How? I don't know. When? I'm not sure. Why? Because my thoughts here are both publicly exposed and sloppily composed.

z. I have a thing for lists.