October 24th, 2007


Walker on Walker Part Seven: Do what they DON'T want!

As it's Wednesday, it's time for the next installment (the seventh this time) of film composer Shirley Walker discussing her career. This covers her late-Nineties work on such comic-inspired TV series as Batman Beyond, the HBO Spawn, and Superman: The New Animated Adventures, about which she had trouble writing a theme that the show's creator liked:
When I had talked to [creator] Bruce Timm about what vision did he have for the character. He said, "Well I don't want anything like John Williams always does, where you can go 'Superman' to the music." ...So I labored away at this thing, and I tried and tried and tried to get something...and he just wasn't happy with any of the stuff I was coming up with. Then I did what you frequently learn to do when people say they don't want something: go ahead and do exactly that! [sings Superman theme] "Superman...Superman...Da, dit, dit, DA, dit, dit, Superman!" And he just loved it.
(That reminds me of the time I got to interview composer Michael Kamen. He mentioned the only theme in Brazil not based on a song was the theme for Tuttle the heroic repairman, and that he wrote it by simply singing Tuttle's name: "Tutt-llllle, Tutt-llllllllle...Harrrrr-y Tutt-llllle! A little idiotic, but such is life.")

Walker also discusses her work on the airplane thriller Turbulence, and the exhausting rush to revise at the last minute Stephen Warbeck's score to the action film Mystery Men.
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The Bad, the Good, the Annoying

In bad news, the Southern California fires are still...well, you know how they are, unfortunately. (Someone invoked Mordor. Dear God.)

In good news, the people I know down there -- setsuled and my cousin Sean -- are OK so far, though they know evacuees. (Sean's office is within sight of Qualcomm Stadium; he mentioned seeing the people gathering there, as well as horses being kept in a soccer field next to the stadium.)

And in annoying news, I nearly got hit by a car yesterday. After work I had walked off the hill where my hospital is located, and was waiting to cross SW Barbur Blvd. at Hooker Street. Walkers have a signal, cars don't; I did see a small SUV waiting to turn left onto Barbur southbound, and I made sure to move faster through the crosswalk so I'd be out of the car's way more quickly, but the driver jumped the gun (conveniently forgetting that WALKERS HAVE THE RIGHT OF WAY THERE, DAMNIT) and she nearly steered into me. I had to jump aside slightly to avoid getting hit, and she and I locked eyes, and she gave me the stink-eye like it was my fault. I gestered (with my arms, not a finger) and yelled, "WALK!!! GOD!!!" -- think Ratzo Rizzo crossed with Napoleon Dynamite, that's probably what I looked like -- as she powered away, rather fast I think. Dogs started barking. The people walking those dogs were wide-eyed. "Get her number!" one woman yelled, but by then the car was too far away for me to have a hope of catching the license plate. I reached the sidewalk and paused, and that woman worked on calming her dog while she and I commiserated. I laughed a bit about it, but I was mad.

I'm a careful walker. I was careful there. The driver wasn't. Cold comfort to know that had I been hit, I'd've had plenty of witnesses to it being the driver's fault, stink-eye notwithstanding, but I'd have to be injured to make that point, and I'm glad I'm not.

And you?
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Something lighter

In other me-news, I think I've finally crossed the threshold into being a true fan of Firefly and Serenity. My dreams last night combined some of my recurring beach imagery with Firefly imagery. Neat.

Could I at least have dreamt more of River, though?