Dear Jason Segel: Nosferatu

Dear Jason Segel,

I saw Nosferatu today at the 5th Silent Film Festival (here in Manila, Philippines --- duh).  They screened the movie with a live choir from the Far Eastern University (here in Manila, Philippines --- duh) providing the sound and music, and even though it wasn't perfect I thought I would probably dream about the movie in an hour or so (it's 1:30 in the morning here in Manila, Philippines --- duh).

The reason I am writing you about Nosferatu is that I just realized you wrote a Dracula musical for/in Forgetting Sarah Marshall.  Was it a real full-play on Dracula?  Because I thought that would be awesome.  People will not tire of Dracula --- heck, people won't even tire of bleeping Twilight, what more of the real classic vampyr story that do not have shrieking teenagers in it?  And I also realized, whilst watching the film, that I actually love Dracula's story.  Seriously.  I kept thinking, "I feel sorry for the cursed".  No wonder I love True Blood (not just the cursed part but the sex part as well!!!  Mwahahahahahahaha!)

Anyway, I am posting this brilliant piece called Dracula's Lament --- starring you oh brilliant you --- who else, duh.

Love,

The Girl Who Wants to Marry You, aka The Girl Who is Keeping Herself From Posting a Nasty Blog Post About that Elitist Dickhead Who Wrote in a National Newspaper Column that English is the Language of the "Learned" and that Filipino is What You Use When Talking to the Dishwasher

Less Padding for Jason Segel

So apparently Jason Segel has lost some weight. I have heard for that tidbit weeks ago, maybe in some clips along with the Bad Teacher promo. Again, by some accident I saw this Letterman interview, and --- well, well, well --- he looks mighty great. Slimmer and leaner. As I've said I liked him even with that bit of padding, but of course I think it's great that he's been "eating less" and doing some exercise. Since I have been trying to be leaner and slimmer lately as well, I relate to him a lot.

(Oh, and Jason Segel, what I meant by me trying to be leaner and slimmer does not mean I am overweight. I was just thinner when I was younger because I was more athletic, and I have recently grown into a woman with a bit of curves.)

Anyways, thankYouTube, I just saw this whole interview and I must say that in addition to the fact that he is looking incredible I thought he was really funny. This is the kind of guy I would love to hang out with, and it seems that his sense of humor is that special kind: with a hint of slapstick but smarter. He wrote and starred Forgetting Sarah Marshall which, in my opinion, is one of the best rom-coms since this millenium began. Something a Woody Allen enthusiast would love as well.

I realized I've only seen very few Jason Segel interviews --- maybe about two. Well, this just shows that even though I want to marry him I am not obsessed with him, and seriously I haven't even seen Bad Teacher. Not because I don't want to see it, but because the theaters here in Manila is not showing it yet.

Now I wonder if it was picked up for local distribution at all. I hope they'll show it, the theaters are crazy if they didn't as the movie has an obvious market here.

In the meantime, here's the Letterman interview:



Geez. He has a lucky assistant to see him sleep with Taco Bell wrappers on his chest. He could have worn a bigger shirt to hide that belly! (hahaha)

I have also recently learned that my supposed trip to Sta Monica this year for the American Film Market had to be scrapped from this year's plans. That made me quite sad. True, I would probably have the same chance as I did last June when I was in LA, but heck, we all like to take shots at the moon. Ergo, I must meet Jason Segel before marrying right?

Is there some cosmic force out there that will at least lead me to step one? I hope so.

Dear Jason Segel (and directly quoting ee cummings)

You are tired,
(I think)
Of the always puzzle of living and doing;
And so am I.

Come with me, then,
And we'll leave it far and far away—
(Only you and I, understand!)

You have played,
(I think)
And broke the toys you were fondest of,
And are a little tired now;
Tired of things that break, and—
Just tired.
So am I.

But I come with a dream in my eyes tonight,
And knock with a rose at the hopeless gate of your heart—
Open to me!
For I will show you the places Nobody knows,
And, if you like,
The perfect places of Sleep.

Ah, come with me!
I'll blow you that wonderful bubble, the moon,
That floats forever and a day;
I'll sing you the jacinth song
Of the probable stars;
I will attempt the unstartled steppes of dream,
Until I find the Only Flower,
Which shall keep (I think) your little heart
While the moon comes out of the sea.

- e.e. cummings