THB #679: Typing Against My Will

I don’t know what to write today.

I have been working on a piece about many elements of the filmed entertainment universe sitting right at the edge of a precipice, almost daring real life to push them over the edge, unwilling to jump on their own.

But that’s not fun. And when I finally take the deep breath and deliver the piece, it’s not going to feel good. It feels like a lot of people who actually runs all these businesses and organizations know that they are up against it. They don’t need me poking at them. Because no matter how much something I write may resonate with them, they have made choices to not move forward and the challenge of moving these leaky ships is greater than living in hope that the world will fix itself.

The Oscars are 5 days away… but except for the demand from editors that people write pieces, there is really nothing left to say.

The show should be okay. It seems like everything they are doing is kind of a half measure as weighed against its initial intention. Th…