While the title of this post may come directly from a vehicle which is currently heavily using one James Van Der Beek to elicit laughter, the statement, in and of itself, has proven oddly accurate in regards to my viewing choices as of late. Scout’s fucking honor, so not intended to be that way! (And yeah, I’m pretty aware that this is coming from someone who had an insane love of the show “Dawson’s Creek”, but, if I’m being real with myself, I was all about the Pacey…just saying.)
It all started with “Don’t Trust the B* in Apt. 23”, of course, Van Der Beek playing an outlandish version of himself, eternally tortured with his identity as the emotionally mature beyond his years Dawson Leery, and trying like hell to be known for something other than the Creek. Then a funny thing happened, I gave into a random urge I’ve had lingering around for years, I watched ‘Danny Roane: First Time Director’. This is a flick I watched a trailer for several years ago, couldn’t commit to it, came back to it a few months ago, but was just off my ‘Bad Batch’ experience….so, yet again, I couldn’t pull the trigger. Then it popped up on Netflix as a suggestion.
I was so far removed from the trailer at this point that I didn’t remember what drew me to watching it in the first place, so instead of reminding myself, I just said “Fuck it!”, and dove right in. The film is a mockumentary of sorts. Following around Danny Roane, (Played by Andy Dick), a recovering alcoholic, who is attempting to make a film, with James Van Der Beek playing, let’s just say a version of Danny Roane who is in essence just a version of Andy Dick, so Andy Dick with a bleeding asshole is who he plays. Yes, that’s the one.
Again, The Dawson, gives us a version of himself that is so committed to keeping his role in this movie, that, even when the director shows up drunk on set with liquor bottles covered simply with a piece of masking tape, the word “SODA” written on it in Sharpie, he continues to press on in the thought that this movie cannot only be successfully completed, but also, somehow, successful!
Then, “Law & Order: Special Victims Unit” happened. A month ago, in my review of “Don’t trust the B*”, I mentioned that I had just adored Van Der Beek’s turn as a psycho killer in “Criminal Minds” a few years back, sans the killing part, he showed up in full force for this role.
It’s still a fairly new episode, and I’d rather not spoil anything, so I will just put this right here, and you can see for yourself:
His acting ability is really no surprise. I mean, to be able to pull off those rambly monologues that he was given on the show that he owes his fame to, one would have to be fairly adept at the art of becoming another. I’m thrilled to see he’s moved beyond that, even if that moving on still includes a hefty amount of laughing at himself and his past…