Well, lookee who braved the dark woods and made his way to Tacoma this week.
Screenwriter Charles Mudede, aka the columnist for Seattle alternative weekly The Stranger, was part of a movie crew hunkered down near Old City Hall to shoot a true story about a turn-of-the-century hobo outlaw.
Mudede claims the crew came here for the architecture. We think he came expecting a ready supply of hobo outlaws to cast as extras.
“Thank you, Tacoma!” he gushed in a blog post Wednesday, like we’re suddenly sweethearts and his past is forgiven and forgotten.
Not so fast, Mr. Hollywood bigshot.
Recognize the name? “Mudede” was once spoken around these parts with irritation – a one-word oath, like when Jerry hisses, “NEW-man!!” in “Seinfeld” reruns.
Mudede’s film, “You Can’t Win,” sounds like the title he’d choose if he made a movie about Tacoma.
It was August 2000 when he wrote: “By all accounts, Tacoma is a failure. Every day it lives failure, sleeps failure, eats failure; this is part of its charm.” He also called Lakewood a “working-class neighborhood in South Tacoma.”
The post then mentions my rather unkind piece for the New York Times, and feature about the Black Friday shootings, and so on and so forth. My problem with Tacoma? It wants to be what it can't be: Seattle. My problem with Seattle? It refuses to be what it needs to be: Vancouver BC. Tacoma needs stop trying to be Seattle; and Seattle needs to stop being Seattle.