The other day I met with Jessica. We’re both hermits. She claimed to be more of a loner than me. The only way she was able to drag me out was to scare me by announcing that she is moving (out of LA). So obviously, it would be uncool for me to see her go without saying goodbye.
We met for dinner to catch up and debated about who was more of a loner—me or her. I finally said to her, “You can’t be more of a loner than me if you actually got me to leave my house.”
It’s funny and ironic that Jessica plays this outgoing popular cheerleader in my film. In real life however, that’s not the case. We compared notes on who’s more addicted to alone time, and she flat out said, “I’m actually afraid to leave the house.”
I’m like, “OK, well obviously you’re not if we’re having Thai.”
When Jessica and I parted, she said something freaky. I don’t know if I ever told her about the time I met Joan Jett and her parting words to me were, “Keep making films.” At the end of our night, Jessica smiled and said with cheer-style optimism, “Keep making films!” I looked at her funny.
Throughout my whole life, only one person has said those exact words in parting. If she came up with that with no knowledge of my anecdote, then it’s odd and serendipitous that lightening would strike twice.
Yeah, I’d love to keep makin’ films, as long as I can keep it honest.