Dating rules from my future
It’s really a story about friendship – she’s got her girlfriends there – and listening to yourself, figuring out who the right person is to settle down with, and creating the life that you want to be living in 10 years, so you don’t have so much regret about the person that you’ve become. We got really lucky because Sallie Patrick was one of the writers on , and she came on and rewrote this entire script for us.
She knew me really well, so we sat together, for over a month, with Liz Allen, the director, and really talked about a lot of things.
We know this because she has blonde hair and accessorizes with great, furious abandon.
In the second season premiere, sweet Chloe starts texting and video-klatching with a still-single version of her future self.
That’s what the future Lucy and the entire space travel is all about.
My character, Lucy, is this 27-year-old app designer who is about to marry the wrong guy, and starts getting text messages from herself, 10 years in the future, telling her not to do it. It’s the show that I’ve always wanted to make, in a way.
The first season is about Lucy, a woman who starts receiving mysterious texts giving her relationship advice.
Queries discover that this person is Lucy herself, 10 years into the future.
A brief primer: season two of "Dating Rules" chronicles the adventures of Chloe, a young lass who, if you can get past her lack of direction, self-esteem and intellectual curiosity, is a real catch.
Apesar da longa duração de seu relacionamento, Lucy tem cada vez mais dificuldade para não prestar atenção na vozinha em sua cabeça que diz que ele não é o homem de sua vida.
De repente ela começa a receber mensagens de texto no celular de alguém que diz ser ela mesma no futuro, com uma série de dicas para se dar melhor no mundo do namoro.
At this point in our commercial and cultural evolution, railing against product placement is like railing against shoes, or against the arrival of night. No matter how much it may irritate scold-ier viewers, no fiscally conscientious production will refuse those dollars. Besides, it looks dopey when a character is shown caressing an i Pad recast as a "u Tablet" for the sake of copyright/patent sanctity. No-label products, I think, deliver more of an authenticity jolt than all but the hammiest instances of product placement (read: the self-aware ones, like when a fictional being holds up a Snapple bottle, winks four times and punctuates a long swig with a euphonious "aaaaaaahhh! At the same time, I can't help but imagine an alternate universe, one in which brand-larded series are stripped of anything bearing a too-visible tag, logo or imprint.
So as an experiment, I decided to see how an episode of the web series "Dating Rules From My Future Self," an Alloy Entertainment production whose title tells you everything you need to know about its defining premise, would play minus its Ford and Schick worship.