The Night of the Living Rachel Bilson
by Nic Olson
The entertainment business owns the world. It is a multi billion dollar industry. It is a single mother of four, with two jobs and a casual marijuana addiction. It is an icy road with a slippery slope. It owns.
Every one thousand songs you might find one that was written sincerely, or every one million movies you might find one scene that was written with decent intent. When you do, it is special, different than the rest, and refreshing. It can be real.
The other night we stayed up until 630am watching a zombie movie (incredible) and a girly movie (incredible). Though neither stuck out to me at all as being entertainment with a positive alterior motive (don’t shoot shotguns at gas pumps) or with any purpose or motive (don’t impregnate someone you don’t want to have a child with), Rachel Bilson put it this way…
“Everyone I know is having a crisis. I know you’re not supposed to get them until midlife, but I think something is happening to our metabolism… I mean the world is moving so fast now, we are all chasing something so fast that we start freaking out long before our parents did…’Cause we don’t ever stop to breathe any more. You gotta remember to breathe or you’ll die. “