I’m way too busy to pontificate like normal, but I am majorly excited that Don Miller’s indie memoir classic, Blue Like Jazz, is being adapted into a feature film.
With a title taken from his idea that sometimes beauty can be found in ideas that don’t resolve, Miller’s work is slated to begin shooting in my hometown of Portland later this year, with a release sometime in 2009.
At once an art-house favorite and emergent icon, Miller is, in my book anyway, one more person doing his part to keep Portland weird.
(Someone get Channing Frye‘s agent on the phone! I smell a cameo…)