Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Glengarry Glen Ross


If you want me to talk about
The books
And, you know
The situation with the books
Well…

Haha

I can’t talk about that

I know you’ve mostly been hearing from dead people
But some of us are still alive
And some of us still want careers
After this little—

What is this anyway?

A fact-finding mission?

Or is everybody just here
To get sentimental
Hug and cry
And sing ‘Michael Row the Boat Ashore?’

I did what I could
What what I had
I’ll say that much

Jim, the Artistic Director
Was not the easiest man to work with, okay?

He was brilliant
He was a genius
And he was good at making money
But he was a lot better at spending it

In the middle of the 29th season
When he’s still all torn up over his lover dying
I go to him and say ‘Jim, we’re running out of money
We’ve been spending too much
And we have to cut back’

He said, ‘Don’t worry about it.  Glengarry will make money’

That was always his reasoning
That whatever show we were doing
Would pull us up out of the rut

That’s how artistic types remain eternally optimistic
Because there’s always another miracle project
Looming on the horizon

As a business person
I’m not programmed to think that way

I said, ‘Jim, it doesn’t matter if Glengarry Glen Ross makes money
We’re still going to be in the hole
We need to take drastic measures’

He asked me what I meant
And I said we needed to unload
Half the acting company

Now, this was a guy—okay?—this was a guy
Who fired two people
Everyday before breakfast
Just because

But all of a sudden
His lover is dead
And now he’s getting soft
And cuddly

He doesn’t want to let go of anyone

I said, ‘Jim, we are HEMORAGGHING money
I’m talking a possible closing of the doors here’

Forget that Clinton would be coming in
And everything would be fine and dandy again soon
At that moment, we were fucked

I told him that, and Jim put his hands on my shoulders
Looked me in the eye
And said—

‘We’re keeping everyone.  So find some other way to keep us going.’

It didn’t occur to me
Until later
When I was sitting at home
Finishing off a bottle of scotch
That he was telling me
To play with the numbers
Because, up until that point
I did NOT play with numbers
Ever

But…

You didn’t go against Jim

And I had essentially been given orders
To do whatever needed doing

So I did

But if you want someone to blame
Blame Jim

It’s not hard to find him

Everybody always called him Mr. Hollywood

Is it any wonder
That’s exactly where he wound up?

And me?

Ha

I’m just trying to stay afloat

The new AD came in
And sacked me
Right off

Said I was lucky he didn’t have me jailed

So I got out of there
And I’ve been surviving ever since

But you know what?
I’m good at that

Surviving

Because I do what I have to do
To make things fall in line

I guess I can give Jim credit
For helping to teach me that

Gotta give him credit for something, right?

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