Sunday, July 19, 2020

The Thin Red Line

Figured that I'd start my Sunday with a contemplative war film. I woke up without an erection. It scared me. I checked my blood pressure and looked at some images of naked people, but nothing. That's how you know it's a good morning for war.

Hans Zimmer did the music. A friend used to work for him in LA. Lived on his property, in the guest house - rent free, almost pay-free. He would write music for him that would then later be sold with Zimmer's name on it as the composer. The music industry is funny, if you can stand the comedy of it. Some people just aren't cut out for all the laughter.