Cirque du So'Gay

I was just watching The Daily Show with special guest Sir Anthony Hopkins and it turns out that he had to stay in Wendover, Nevada for five weeks while filming The Fastest Indian. He described it as godforsaken, and I have to agree, having spent a night in West Wendover while hurtling across the country with my dear friend/enabler Dylan. Imagine, spending three hours driving across the salt flats of Utah, periodically finding beauty in the broken glass jutting out of the otherwise monotonous landscape, and then emerging into a shabby casino-driven economy surrounded by trailer parks where the Native Americans lived. I remember trying to call my friend Marc from the parking lot, avoiding the june bugs that were fucking falling from the sky. On my way back into the Motel Six, the Hopi security guard (who I suspect had been drinking even more than I had) admitted to me that some kids from the nearby trailer park had stolen all of the surveillance cameras from the hotel to sell them for drugs. I can't convey how utterly depressing that town was-- casinos that made Atlantic City look glamorous; slot machines in the gas stations; dusty children running around, looking like they ought to be selling Chic-lets or something. Anyway, I'm really amused thinking of Anthony Hopkins spending 35ish more days than I did there.