So, some of you might be like, what is the deal with the title. Happy Hardon Harry. Who is that? Well to all you young people in the world of Alive Not Dead, it's the main character that Christan Slater played in "Pump Up the Volume." Awesome fucking movie. A shy kid by day, a pirate disc jockey by night. Saying what's on his mind to free the people in a small Suburban Arizona neighborhood. Yeahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!! I say it again "Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! Hold on people....I just got to the scene where Samantha Mathis takes her shirt off. Amazing tits. Count to 10 for me ladies and gents, it's all I really need. (Sorry ladies.) Ok, done. Back to my point. HHH is a representation of what we should be saying to the world. It feels like we never left high school right? Always trying to figure out what is next in our life. The world still has it's camps. Democrats on the stairs, Republicans hanging out by the lockers. The Independents smoking joints in the bathroom stall. So which camp is the voice of the people? We are all worried, we are all in pain. But can't getting any fucking worse, cause it only gets better, right? Maybe I am just spouting some shit, but maybe I'm making sense to someone out there. I came home today and got things done in my everyday life. I paid my bills and made sure the rent was in. I wrote, just cause I need to do it, even if it uninspired. Practice. But, I still have a emptiness in my stomach. Not sure what that is. Always hungry, always want more. But that is a good thing right? We should all want to aspire to something. That thought inspires me. I love the Republican swinging there shit out there, because they want. I love the Democrat for that too, because they want. I love the crack hustler on the Brooklyn Street corner, cause they want. Why aren't artists that way? They want, but it's a different type of want isn't? The ones that make it, other artists go and say," oh, they're commercial. Not keeping it real" What the fuck does that mean?!?!? Hustle baby. You paint, figure a way to sell that shit. You sing, figure away to have someone give you a dollar to hear you sing. You act, shit, figure away to be a star. But here is the thing...don't fucking suck! Cause then you're wasting our mother fucking time. HAH!!!!!!!! Ok...come on baby, come on baby ringing in my ear like Saigon's new track. Love life, love death, love it all.
Well, it has come upon us here in California. Super Tuesday, the day where we go out and officially nominate a delegate. You all must be wondering, well who is Mousa gonna vote for. I thought that myself how do I figure this out Hillary slept with our last cool president so must of learned a thing or two in the bedroom. Obama is a brother and looks like he can have a mean game on the basketball court. Ron Paul, well the man loves Palestinians so that is a big plus and McCain reminds me of that cooky old man living next door to me that threw beer bottles at us when we was growing up in Brooklyn. But my favorite so far, Huckabee. Now, some of you might say, Huckabee?!? Mous, is you crazy you muthaf$#4er? Come on America, show me a delegatethat has Chuck Norris scratch and sniff stickers at the voting booth. Does Obama, does Hillary? No, my man Huckabee does. He has good ole Norris standing behind him in every campain. The man fought Bruce Lee. If you have five dollars and Chuck Norris has five dollars, guess who has more money, Chuck Norris. I'm not saying all these cool facts about Chuck Norris to dissuede your vote...well I kinda am, but come on America, do hate freedom?!?! So go a vote, make a selection, and know that, again not trying to influence the vote, but a scratch and sniff sticker is a rare thing these days. And so is a good canadate. (Just in case there are people who take this too seriously, my vote is Obama. Hope people.)
I am a bad person Alive not Dead community. I haven't been on in awhile. I have been afflicted with the disease known as "writers laze." It's a horrible horrible disease. How is everyone in the world? Ok, what have I been up too? Well, I ran naked in a Adam Sandler movie, and am currently trying to save the world with Jennifer Connely, but here is my real dream for 2008. To be in Fast and the Furious 4. Yes, good ole Justin LIn is making a new one and ever since the first one, I just wanted to be in a fast car going vroom. And why not? Why can't a bearded feller like myself be in big cars that go vroom. Men love it, the ladies love it, and guess what...so do the bearded people of the STINE (Palestine that is.) So, let xcross the fingers ladies and gents. On a more amazing note, my short film screened last week to some really amazing people in Hollywood. The response left me feeling like a gitty school girl. (I apologize in advance if that is offensive to other school girls.) The film played really well in the theater and well..simply felt good to put your work out there for others to see, judge, love or hate. I'll keep you all updated for the first festival screening.
What else? Oh, let's talk about what is happening in the STINE. Ok, wTF?!!? Is it really not obvious that people are being denied food in this part of the world not because of lack of, but because one culture doesn't like the other. Hmm, reminds me of a little place called Germany under some crazy fucker who didn't like the other. Come on. Everyone has the right to live. Whatever your view on the world is, religiously or politically, it shouldn't detour us from being human. That's my two cents.
Oh, last but not least. Go see RAMBO. I love Stalone, and this has to be the funniest fucking movie he has made to date. Seriously, don't go in thinking your going to watch art. It is Rambo people, enjoy it. Great effects, and please for any other movie I wouldn't promote this, but you have to be involved, be loud and really cheer Rambo on. Make's the movie so much fun.
Later people, write back, tell me I am a horrible writer and leave the comments.
p.s.. I bought a truck. Not as pretty but the same one. I'm such a whore for toys. MAN, I need a job.
News from Good Ole me. Been a busy busy man and am so amped because "Finishing the Game" is coming out this Friday.
My week has been amazing while on the Adam Sandler flick. We have been shooting on the Warner Brothers lot and all we do is laugh. As of late, we have been only doing night shoots, and instead on lunch, we all go and play basketball on the full court. John Tuturro, one of the legends , who is on this film plays with us and I have to say, the man can ball.
Life has been grand, work has been good and well, my mind...on going with crazy ramblings. I saw the AXIS of EVIL comedy tour which host the hottest mid eastern comics. Know that...picture all of 2000 middle eastern audience laughing out loud at a packed room at the Wilshire Theater. My goodness...is was like a Al Quada meeting of the minds.
It is so good to know that our cultures our becoming the forefront of what is the next best thing to support. Grass roots baby. So, when you go to your local arab bodega or korean market, give them a smile, a thumbs up and also...a pat on the back whilst saying. "You...oh...you." (That made no sense did it?)
Well,the film has premiered in the good ole' east coast of my home town in NYC. I was sad that I couldn't come out and be there to meet and greet all the wonderful people who supported Justin Lin and his great work. But, let it be known Raja is "alive not dead" and has been working in a new comedy to come out next year. So, let's play catch up. I've been doing this Adam Sandler movie with Adam and Robert Smigel, who created the wonderful TV FUN HOUSE for SNL. Funny dude. We talk and shot the sh**t on so many things. Yet, I found myself missing my cast-mates from FTG. So, I picked up the phone and met up with McCaleb Burnett who plays the wonderful, asiatic Tarrick Tyler in the film. We meet, hugged, held each others bottoms for a moment, then realize we are straight and decided to go for a walk. Silver Lake Junction had the Art Crawl and that's what we did while catching up. But here is something I did not know about our wonderful friend. McCaleb, as good looking as he is, is a comic geek. It's true. This hidden secret was brought to my attention when I was in Secret Headquarters reading some comics and Dave, one of the owners, comes up to me and say's "Hey, you're in Finishing the Game right?" I smiled, blushed even and replied a big YES with a smile. My first fan I though. Then he goes on to crush my dreams and talks about Burnett, how he comes and sits in the very chair I'm sitting in reading...get this...comics. Now, it was hard to believe. I couldn't take not only the fact that he didn't want my autograph, but the fact he just wanted to chat about good ole McCaleb and his love for comics. "I love comics too Dave." "Yeah, but well...ummm...what else have you done?' Man. This town will get yah. So we chatted about you know who and then talked about "30 Days of Night" and then I went on home thinking, I need to call Burnett. And so I did. He told me about the premiere, how everyone was doing and of course his love for me and how he missed me. I told him it was over and just wanted to be friends. "I've moved on, let's be friends." I gave him a kiss upon his left cheek ever so slowly and then we parted ways. I looked back briefly as he stood there on Sunset Blvd. watching me walk away. I miss those days, but life...well... moves on. Okay folks, I'm off to write more smut and fantasy stuff seeing as how being an actor doesn't pay as well as making up stories of man on man comedy lust. (This message was brought to you by Mousa Kraish and his weird thoughts alone.)
So, I started this new film today where I have a few scenes with Sandler. On the break, I said to him, "Hey Sandler...I got a movie coming out this friday." He in return says, "Yeah, what's the movie?" I take a moment...look over to the production assistant and say, "Scuse me boy, please get me a coca cola with ice and a twist straw. Adam? Would you like something?" He nodded his head and I looked at the boy who scurried off to get me my coco cola. "The movie is called Finishing the Game. It's directed by Justin Lin who I think might have passed on this film am I right?" Adam nodded his head, was a little down and told me, "I tried my best to get him. I loved Better Luck Tomorrow and thought he recreated the Fast and the Furious franchise. I asked him to direct this but he never returned my calls, just had a secretary decline and say he was to busy for this popcorn shit." I pat him upon his back and consoled him. "It's cool, doesn't mean he doesn't like you. He just...well...is not a fan." I gave him a hug and he thanked me for doing the film and offered me to go back to his trailer to sleep with some hookers him and Schnieder picked up. We did such and I won't go into details for my underage readers, but point is...Sandler will be seeing this movie. (The majority of this story was fabricated from my sick mind cause all I really did was say Sandler go see my film, the rest is well....me)
How is everyone? Good? Well? Good. So, I find myself walking through LA and meeting beautiful and horrible people all weekend. The Abbot Kinney Festival was great this past Sunday and music at the Swerve Festival, not band, so kudos to the bands that played. The women in Venice, fucking beautiful. To all women, I love you. Do not ever change. Women are goddesses walking the earth and when they all get that in unison, I mean really subconsciously get it, men we are fucked.
I talk to my agent before writing this blog, who has become somewhat of a friend. I can hang with this man, and from time to time, take care of his dogs. We had a discussion about life, politics and women which is pretty much how we connect and avoid "the business." My agent ladies and gents, wants to be an artist. Low and behold, he actually is a good one. Yet when I talk to him, say "man, go out, do your work, share your shit..." His response usually is something dark that will end with "you're the brave one for doing what you do." Ladies and gents...art is to be shared. If everyone on here became a doctor or a lawyer cause of their parents dreams, we'd be living in a fucked up world that is closer to the Republicans standard of Vader's "Empire." I tell my agent, live. I also tell him, get me a job.
Ok, thoughts for the day, set standards. Become great. Treat people with respect, whether they are Kings or paupers, the same. Get over the shit my dad did while growing up and learn to love him like I love everyone else. This won't get solved today, but fuck it, worth a try.
And all you should be doing is looking out for "Finishing the Game" OCT 5th when it hits NYC. Leave your homes, your kids, cats and dogs and old nanna's who need to be feed and go see the movie. (This is paid for through the Justin Lin Foundation of actors who will never work again...me.)
So, on Friday and Saturday morning, we shot scenes for Far East Movements new video and they had me dancing like a fool. Love those guys.
My weekend, pretty good so far. Good people, great love and beautiful days of past, present and look forward to the future.
Not sure what to add or write so as always lets shoot from the hip. I sat and watched Magnolia by PT Anderson. It was the second time I've seen it. The guy can direct. It was simply just a great film. Then I thought, how awesome if I saw this movie, and everyone in this film, was not white. Try it, watch a great film and invision it with your favorite non white actors. Not shitting on them, but...I'd personally like to see more Sung Kang talking about "the cock" and then crying over his dying fathers body.
Well, thats my random thought of the day. Mous.
Back to the blog people. Let's give a quick update. Since last, I have been doing a bit of travel but also focusing on some photography and writing. The world is moving and I'm moving with it.
I saw all of the FTG family last week at a party downtown and was wonderful to see old mugs I haven't seen in a bit. Life has been good. What is to come, who knows, yet, I'll stay open to it.
I start production on a Adam Sandler film in OCT. Fun little role, be out next summer and will make you all laugh, promise.
Auditioning. Pain in the ass. I don't like it. And the more I go out the more I don't like it. For you actors who are out there, doing it, if you have any advice on how one can liek the audiotn, please throw it my way. My thing, I don't need permission to act from anyone, so I just go out and do it. I'm not knocking the auditon process, but, I just don't like it.
What else? Ohhh. Finished my new film "How to Make a Dollarbill in Brooklyn." Feels good to have completed something you put time into. Now, time to send it out to the festivals. I'll have a link and a screening very soon so look for that in blogs to come.
ok, I bid adu'.
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