Adam Bishop, June 1985-May 2006

I'd been at the wake for maybe a half an hour when a short tow-headed kid I'd never seen before handed me a small sheet of blue cardboard paper and a glitter pen in some emasculating shade - purple, I think.
"What's this for?"
"You're supposed to write down your favorite story about Adam," he stated solemnly, and scurried off. I opened the pen and scrawled something on the sheet, and dropped it into the box when I got the end of the line.

I'm telling you this because what I wrote on the sheet was nothing more than a platitude, a fairly worthless bit of reminiscing on Adam's character and God's love. Maybe it was the length of time since I saw Adam last, or maybe we'd never really known each other well enough, but I couldn't come up with a single event, a single anecdote, even a single shared experience. I wrote something about his smile. I'm sorry, Adam, you deserved more than that.

So let me tell you what I do remember about you.

I've known you as long as I've known anyone - you were born only two years after me - so there's no period in my life that I can recall where I haven't known you. We went to school together in both grade school and high school, you were always part of that group of omnipresent constant friends I called simply "family."

I'm glad we were such good friends in high school. We were in the same boat, "nice guys," that inescapable description that meant we were thoughtful and conscientious and always there to lend a hand, even if it meant that people would walk over you. But so much of what I did was show, while you really did toil unnoticed in the wings - there's a reason I never won those "Servant's Heart" awards at the end of the year, just as there's a reason that you always did.

You were all those things that don't count with people in high school - you were friendly and unassuming and eternally dedicated to your friends and deep enough to be worth talking to. You were relaxed and fun and willing to mess around with anyone. You really listened to people. You weren't all that cool by the sheltered Christian culture standards at our school, but then, the definition of cool at our school was "not being a virgin," (and we didn't know anyone who wasn't).

You disappeared out of my life for good after you finished high school, so I guess the last time I saw you was two years ago, when I came to Nashua to see your graduation. You'd grown up during the year while I'd been away at college, and suddenly you were taller, more broad-shouldered, and you had that grown-up... look. I knew - everyone knew - you'd do well.

I suppose too much had happened with awkward break-ups and bruised relationships, but you disappeared out of my group of friends that summer, and I'm sorry I never saw you since. I don't know what we would have had to talk about if I'd seen you this summer anyway. I found out tonight you'd switched to being a communications major a few weeks back because of your love of photography. So I guess we could've talked about that. I would've liked that.

And I really did like your smile, just so you know. I wasn't lying about that. I'll be glad to see it on the other side. Until then: goodbye, Adam. You did good. Rest in peace.

Instant Messenger

I just logged back in to AOL Instant Messenger for the first time in at least a year, and remembered, again, the terrifying feeling of being IMed by ten people simultaneously. I didn't even really mean to sign back in. I just hit the iChat button while I was setting up to try to configure it right, and all of a sudden, I couldn't see my background anymore.

A lesson learned: don't hit this button. Ever.

The Graduate returns to his little room.

Hey. I graduated.

Jonathan, Dad, and I arrived home a few hour ago, and I'm at a loss for direction. Every piece of clothing I own is in a pile in front of the washing machine, all my belongings are in suitcases and boxes and laundry baskets all around me, spewing out onto the floor of my little room at home. My computer is basically all I've put together so far, and it's balanced on the edge of the other computer's desk, with an old newspaper for a mousepad. I'm feeling uninspired to do any more to change my state, though, like Dustin Hoffman in The Graduate, except that I don't have a pool.

I'm hoping to update this new website and get it launched sometime this month, but it might be a little while longer. Still, since I'm graduated and home for the summer, all of a sudden my e-life gains a great deal more relevance. So more effort and updates to come. And this time, you can count on it.

Facelift

10-4GB is getting a facelift soon. For my Interactive Media project, I'm recreating 10-4GB into a fantastic piece of web art. There should be lots of goodies, and it should hopefully be the sort of site that can remain entertaining regardless of the frequency of updates. But after graduation, that will increase, anyway.

In other news, "Rigged" is almost cut together. There's still much to fix, and another scene left to shoot, but we're in good shape. I'm very hopeful for the future. It'll be funny.

I've been creating some freelance spots for Ichthus Festival, and working on getting my portfolio started. It should be finished sometime at the end of the month.

Anyway, it's 11:00 o'clock, on the dot, here in my drop-top, and it's time for me to get out of Corbitt and actually see some people for once.

Predictions: Oscars 2006

Here's a particularly cocky piece. But as Dizzy Dean said, "it ain't braggin' if you can do it."

Peracchio and I wrote this piece for the Collegian, but didn't manage to get it to the editor in time for them to slip it in. It's too late for anyone to care, but I thought I'd add it anyway. I did switch my "quick picks" to the one's I picked the day-of By the way, my day-of predictions of the Academy Awards: 15 of 19. That's my new record, and not a bad night out. But I missed a big one: Best Picture. Who knew Crash had gathered that much steam? I'm kicking myself over that one, but I'm fine with missing "Best Sound" and "Best Art Direction," and I'm certainly fine with missing "Best Original Song." I did think it was harder out here for a pimp.

Wyman and I liked the whole “Socratic dialogue” idea so much that we decided to sit down again and banter back and forth on this year’s Academy Awards nominees. Since brevity is the soul of wit, and we would both consider ourselves to be marginally clever, we’ll be short and to the point here. We’ll name each major category, the nominees, and then give our impressions. Then, we’ll do a “rapid fire” section of sorts for the lesser-known categories. Simple, no?

BEST PICTURE: Brokeback Mountain, Crash, Capote, Good Night and Good Luck, and Munich

Peracchio: I suppose this is where I have to draw the line between what I want to win, and what I know will probably win. In this case, though I desperately would love to see the sobering “Capote” win Best Picture, Ang Lee’s visually stunning “Brokeback Mountain” is the likelier candidate.

Wyman: Touche. I would even argue that the best picture of the year wasn’t nominated. “Walk The Line” was overall a stronger, more emotionally stunning piece of filmwork than likely winner “Brokeback,” and more steady than dark horse candidate “Crash,” but one of those will walk away with the award.

BEST LEAD ACTOR: Philip Seymour Hoffman in “Capote”, Terrence Howard in “Hustle & Flow”, Heath Ledger in “Brokeback Mountain”, Joaquin Phoenix in “Walk the Line”, and David Strathairn in “Good Night, and Good Luck”

Wyman: This year’s group is particularly strong, but the hands-down, knockout decision is Hoffman. He got the role of his career and he nailed it.

Peracchio: Could I get an “amen” from the congregation? Hoffman was just too brilliant in his role as the troubled author to not win. The Golden Globe he received for his performance is a testament to that.

BEST LEAD ACTRESS: Judi Dench in “Mrs. Henderson Presents”, Felicity Huffman in “Transamerica”, Keira Knightley in “Pride & Prejudice”, Charlize Theron in “North Country”, and Reese Witherspoon in “Walk the Line”

Wyman: Huffman’s won awards across the board for her stalwart transgender performance, and I’m not discounting any of the others, but my heart goes to Witherspoon. She wasn’t just good in “Walk the Line;” you fell in love with her.

Peracchio: Had I not seen “Henderson”, I’d probably agree with you, but I just took in the film about the English theater-turned-burlesque show this weekend, and I was particularly impressed with Dench’s performance. She knew her character was a loveable old nuisance, and she annoyed me, in the way the movie intended.

BEST SUPPORTING ACTOR: George Clooney in “Syriana”, Matt Dillon in “Crash”, Paul Giamatti in “Cinderella Man”, Jake Gyllenhaal in “Brokeback Mountain”, and William Hurt in “A History of Violence”

Peracchio: I’m going to have to give this one to Gyllenhaal, for his role as Jack Twist in “Brokeback Mountain.” Yes, the movie is quite controversial, and downright objectionable, but Gyllenhaal intrigued me. Did he actually love Heath’s character, Ennis? Or, was it purely physical? Lee’s direction, combined with his performance, kept the audience guessing right up until the bitter end.

Wyman: This is a tougher field. Clooney’s the favorite (and my pick), and I agree that Gyllenhaal was fascinating, but here's a possible dark horse: I wouldn’t be surprised to see Giamatti walk away with it. His film is catching buzz at just the right time, and he gave the most accessible performance in this field, which may end up counting for a lot at a time when the Academy’s trying to get back in America’s good graces.

BEST SUPPORTING ACTRESS: Amy Adams in “Junebug”, Catherine Keener in “Capote”, Frances McDormand in “North Country”, Rachel Weisz in “The Constant Gardener”, and Michelle Williams in “Brokeback Mountain”

Wyman: Williams is starting to build momentum in this category, and the other nominees are strong bids, but Weisz was just so heartbreakingly good in “Gardener” that she’s almost a lock for the award.

Peracchio: What is this “Constant Gardener” I keep hearing about? Maybe it was all the rage in L.A., but the theaters around here never got around to showing it. Keeping that in mind, I would love to see Catherine Keener win this category, for her role as Truman Capote’s assistant, and acclaimed author of To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee. She was just so likeable. But, the Academy is still head over heels in love with Brokeback, so we’ll probably see Williams take the Oscar here.

BEST DIRECTOR: George Clooney in “Good Night, and Good Luck”, Paul Haggis in “Crash”, Ang Lee in “Brokeback Mountain”, Bennett Miller in “Capote”, and Steven Spielberg in “Munich”

Wyman: This entire group did solid, careful work on each film, and there’s no clear-cut winner. But I have to go with the favorite, Lee. He worked fantastic performances out of middling actors, and turned in one of the most honestly performed films of the year.

Peracchio: Lee will win here, hands down. Clooney is really coming into his own as a director, but he’s not there yet. Haggis did some interesting work with “Crash”, but nothing outstanding. Miller is too much of an unknown to win, even with such a great film as “Capote.” And, Spielberg’s work in Munich was a little too much commentary, and not enough substance, almost as though he’s banking on his reputation alone to win it.

BEST ORIGINAL SCREENPLAY: Crash, Good Night and Good Luck, Match Point, The Squid and the Whale, and Syriana

Peracchio: At long last, “Crash” will get the acclaim it deserves in some category. It was such an interesting concept for a script that somebody in the Academy will have to take notice.

Wyman: A lot of solid scripts, and some particularly deserving ones - Woody Allen’s “Match Point,” and Noah Baumbach’s “The Squid and The Whale” - but “Crash” will probably take this one home as a consolation prize.

Wyman’s Quick Picks:
Adapted Screenplay: Brokeback Mountain
Foreign Film: Paradise Now
Cinematography: Memoirs of a Geisha
Animated Feature: Wallace and Gromit

Peracchio’s Quick Picks:
Adapted Screenplay: Capote
Foreign Film: Joyeux Noel
Cinematography: Brokeback Mountain
Animated Feature: a tie between Corpse Bride and Wallace and Gromit

The rest of the categories were a tad obscure for our tastes, not to mention that we’re running low on space as it is. The Awards are on this Sunday evening. Here’s to hoping our predictions have some basis in reality.*

* They did. Booyah.