I Didn’t Want To Know Philip Seymour Hoffman

I liked not knowing Philip Seymour Hoffman. In the same way I liked not knowing John C. Reilley, in the same way I liked not knowing Christoph Waltz, in the same way I liked not knowing Emma Stone.

When I saw “Chicago,” Mister Cellophane was Mister Cellophane. Then John C. Reilly became John C. Reilly, and I resigned myself to enjoying his work less.

When I saw “Inglourious Basterds,” the Jew-Hunting Nazi was the Jew-Hunting Nazi. Then Christoph Waltz became Christoph Waltz, and I resigned myself to enjoying his work less.

When I saw “Crazy Stupid Love,” the precocious daughter with the dazzling sense of humor was the precocious daughter with the dazzling sense of humor. Then Emma Stone became Emma Stone, and I resigned myself to watching Revlon commercials.

Fame Is The Death Of Craft.

Your main goal, in any pursuit, should be disappearing into the craft, whether you’re a lawyer defending rights, an accountant tallying-up expenses or an actor occupying a role.

If we know you, it’s a failure.

I didn’t want to know about Philip Seymour Hoffman’s drug addiction. We all have problems. We all have addictions.

Some are deadly addictions.

But for some reason, at this particular moment in time, we make drug addiction into something more deadly than it needs to be.

If you wanna drink, you go to a bar. Going out drinking is the behavior of an addict. Some handle a hangover better than others, but they’re nothing more than functional addicts, hooked on social lubricant.

If you wanna shoot guns, you go to a shooting range. Pointing a loaded weapon and pulling a trigger is the behavior of an addict. Some handle having a small penis better than others, but they’re nothing more than functional addicts, hooked on violence.

If you wanna govern, you run for elective office. Putting a flag pin on your lapel and holding press conferences to pretend you’re a perfect person without a kinky bone in your body is the behavior of an addict. Some handle never growing up better than others, but they’re nothing more than functional addicts, hooked on living their lives in an extended adolescence where again and again and again they’re voted “most likely to succeed.”

I liked not knowing Philip Seymour Hoffman. When I became aware he was a great actor, the spell was broken.

I don’t want to know what you do, or how you do what you do. There’s a saying I’ve heard floating around, “The Art Is In Concealing The Art.” I’ve said this saying to myself a million times. But I never understood it until just now.

Forget the spotlight. Forget the award shows. Forget the fame. Do the work. Love the work. Live your life. Love your life. Die when it’s your time to die.

And if you’re into shooting smack, shoot smack in a country where the drug laws allow you to be a functional drug addict instead of turning you into a liar, which, on the scale of addictions, is the deadliest.

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13 Responses to I Didn’t Want To Know Philip Seymour Hoffman

    • Gregor says:

      Yes, Steven. It’s true. If you want it to be true, it’s true. If all you do is go around looking for people screaming about 9/11 being an inside job, you’ll find them. It’s certainly a noble way to distract yourself from grabbing your sack and getting in the fight, instead of sitting on the sidelines, waiting for someone else to do something about it.

      If you believe it’s true, if you believe 9/11 was an inside job, then like Edward Snowden, round up your evidence, release it, and put some skin in the game.

      Otherwise, your links are nothing more than conspiracy porn. Hope it’s getting you off, Steven.

  1. Claudia says:

    I woke-up thinking about what happened to this guy. I’m ignorant when it comes to drug usage. Not due to lack of intellectual curiosity but because growing up in poverty and taking the role of the other parent, the last thing I wanted to was give my mother another hole in her head.

    I agree, that we all have the tendency of being addicts of something or other. I think that we all choose our poison.

    After the deaths of these great actors, we have the slew of media judging and pretending to care calling it a tragedy.

    I believe that the tragedy lies in that we live in a society where we have to pretend to care about others or even social justice but no one really cares about the individual, itself.
    Some people believe that actors should be happy because they are rich and famous but it’s ludicrous to believe such tall tale.

    We all have our rooted seeded problems, some of us sweep it under the rug, others shoot up schools, or use other type of violence against ourselves or others, others use drugs. As I said, we all choose our poison.

    • Gregor says:

      We all choose our poison because we all need our poison. If you’re diabetic and you can’t resist cupcakes, that’s your poison.

      If you’re argumentative and you’re turned on by dating emasculating women with law degrees, that’s your poison.

      If you’re so filled with self-importance that you think the 2nd Amendment is unassailable, that’s your poison.

      It’s okay until you start hurting other people. Then we need accountability.

      If you’re pulling a gun on people who cut you off in traffic, you should have your right to be anywhere near a gun revoked until you attend classes to better manage your anger and spend a year rehabilitating soldiers who come home from war managing their wounds, seen and unseen.

      If you’re a drunk who’s dumb enough to have a kid, and you start putting your drinking ahead of your responsibilities at home, you should have your kids revoked and a mandatory vasectomy.

      I have no problem with poison. Enjoy it. But there are consequences, there needs to be consequences. For starters, let’s go after those money addicts who robbed the tax payers with TARP.

  2. Andy says:


    Greg I disagree I think Steven’s on to something. Just watch this link and keep an open mind.

    • Claudia says:

      Andy, that is ridiculously absurd. Do you really believe that?

    • Gregor says:

      I agree with Steven.

      I used to feel that way, almost everyone I know who lived in NYC during the attacks went through a stage where we felt that way. But we had to move on, or go completely nut-balls.

      I know about the Reichstag. I know the way Germany created the illusion of an attack to unify the people, create a false constitutional crisis and take rights away. I get it. There’s no question it will happen one day in America.

      It might have already happened on 9/11. That said, even your boy, Noam Chomsky, says the theory is hogwash, the evidence is hogwash, the science is bupkus.

      You have to do something, at some point, beyond collecting evidence. Otherwise, your hobby becomes paranoia, which gives you a false sense of elevated stakes in a meaningless life.

  3. Andy says:

    Claudia the whole short film is a shot at the pure lunacy of 9-11 being a conspiracy. Did you really believe I was serious?

  4. Claudia says:

    Si demasiada, nieve. Mucho frio.

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