Well it is nice to be home again from filming with Anna Anka. It has been an utterly mad week with very little to reccomend it.
I think the problem is that I simply do not get the US, you go into a restaurant to be met with the same smile and the words "Hi I am Cindy / Troy and I will be your server tonight" That might be why you are standing at the side of the table with a menu!
LA is fascinating in places but they are fairly small places, I feel that I can not get under the skin of the city which slightly leads me to believe there is not a skin to get under. You feel that everyone is pretending and playing the roles you see on television, think girls with blond hair who wants to be an actress, old man with cigar talking about scripts, middle aged woman shopping with surgery, buff guy who is or wants to be a personal trainer.
All very odd!
I never though I would say this but stockholm seems very normal and pleasant, it is not like living on some very wierd TV set.
The US is a country of malls and Westlake was no different, where were the speciality shops, miles after miles of malls with the local population shopping as though it is going out of fashion. But what are they buying, sneakers, Starbucks, leisure wear, muffins and assorted mountains of other crap. It is one crazy country.
Having written this there is probably no chance of ever getting into the place again.
Off to bed now, 9 hours of jet lag.
S