While I'm sitting here, watching a pot that -- I can confirm the theory is true -- is not boiling AT ALL, and it's KILLING ME -- I shall share with you the fruits of an aimless, listless, time-killing wander around the 'net. This one slipped by us all when Synecdoche, New York came out in the UK. In an interview with the Telegraph, dated May '09, Charlie gives a tiny scrap of info about his next project:
... he is already ploughing on with his next screenplay for Sony, and hoping it doesn't swallow as much of his life as Synecdoche, New York did. "I don't understand how Joel and Ethan Coen make, like, 20 movies a year," he says, baffled. "It's mind-boggling. But I want to try to see if I can become like that." He grins and pumps his fist unconvincingly. "A go-getter!"
He is reluctant to say too much about his next project but lets on that it "will have something to do with the anger culture. People seem to be so angry these days. And," he adds, "it's a comedy."
He pauses, then frowns. "At least I hope it's a comedy, because Sony are expecting a comedy…" (Source)
YAY FOR ANGER COMEDIES. YOU BASTARDS.
The whole article's worth a read, even if Synecdoche is entirely old news to you. There're some neat little anecdotes re: Charlie's background. To wit:
The heist movie Dog Day Afternoon, in particular, captured his imagination, and would eventually inspire the enormous sets of his latest film. "When that film came out, there was this story that the bank in it was purpose-built for the movie but then real people started coming in to open accounts," he says, beaming. "I can't tell you how much I love that. I just love the idea that this fake thing can look real to people."
Me too! That's awesome. If you have a bunch of friends and enough dough to build a fake bank, you could steal millions of dollars, you know. I'm not suggesting you try it. But if you do, send pics. (And a thank-you note, packed with fifties, for the idea.)
I'd heard Charlie was working on something for Sony. I've seen it referred to as "Untitled Awards Project," but who knows what that means? And who knows if it's still a comedy about anger? If it's not, I WILL BE HUMOROUSLY PISSED OFF.
LIKE I AM WITH THIS GODDAMNED POT.
