Jodie Foster, you little bitch

So this bitch Jodie Foster somehow got into my computer and read a script I wrote for a short film and made it into THE BRAVE ONE. If I told that fucker once, I told her a thousand times.

Well since I've heard that her film is a big 'ol shit sandwich and mine would have ruled- I have decided to post the script here for you to read. Please reply with you feedback- positive and negative. I especially enjoy it when someone really rips into something I write. You can't get better at anything without criticism.

here it is. It is called MY BOYFRIEND IS RETARD between myself and a couple people. I'm not sure that the title s really that good but you be the judge.



Black Title Card

BASED ON A TRUE STORY

INT. POOL BAR DAY
The bar is almost empty being that it is noon. A MEXICAN YOUTH is playing pool in the corner of the bar with a slim young man in a white T-shirt and jeans. The young man quickly moves around the table as he sinks ball after ball. He is a pretty nice looking guy for a pool hustler, well kept- not a slimy dirtbag. This is MIKEY.

MIKEY
In the corner.

MIKEY sinks the eight ball, grins at his opponent and shrugs. The Mexican youth take two hundred dollar bills from his pocket and gives them to Mikey. Mikey puts the money in his pocket and looks over into the corner where an attractive young woman sits reading a book and drinking a colorful cocktail. She has long brown hair and glasses. She is long, slender and not likely to be kicked out of bed by any sane man. She looks like a librarian in some graphic designer's wet dream This is FEMALE LEAD.

MIKEY (CONT'D)
I won.

FEMALE LEAD
Good. Are we leaving, Mikey? I'm hungry.

MIKEY
I think. I'll see if he'll play one more.
Then we can go and eat.

Female Lead looks up from her book and raises an eyebrow. Behind Mikey the Mexican Youth breaks the fat end of a pool cue over Mikey's head.

CUT TO:

BLACK CARD
2 YEARS LATER


INT. SMALL APARTMENT LIVING ROOM DAY
Female Lead washes dishes. The sounds of a TV game show can be heard in the background. She looks over her shoulder to MIKEY who sits in front of the TV looking at the floor. He is slumped in a chair and rocks slightly back and forth. His eyes have dark circles under them and his skin is very pale. He is basically a vegetable.

INT. BATHROOM DAY
Female lead undresses Mikey while bath water is heard running in the background. Mikey wears an adult diaper. Female lead takes off the diaper to bath him.

INT. BATHROOM DAY
Female Lead shaves Mikey's face and combs his hair. She speaks to him like a child and says his name softly.

INT. SMALL APARTMENT LIVING ROOM DAY
Female Lead reads a book and eats while Mikey continues to watch television.

INT. SMALL APARTMENT DAY
Female Lead changes Mikey's Diaper. He has shit himself like an infant.

INT. PAWN SHOP DAY
Female lead looks at the firearms in the pawn shop. She picks out two pistols and a large shotgun. The firearms are shown to her by a large man with a pony tail wearing a Motorhead T-shirt and carrying a hand-cannon on his waist- a .357 Or something. He is the PAWN BROKER and he is greasy, the kind of guy you expect to be hustling pool.
She purchases the guns and ammunition. The pawn broker makes a racist comment or joke. The Female Lead doesn't respond.

EXT. JUNKYARD DAY
Female lead loads the pistol and tries to shoot a bottle from about 20 yards away. She misses and walks very close to the bottle and shoots it. She then loads the shotgun with some difficulty and fires it at a car. The windshield explodes.

INT. BATHROOM DAY
Female lead looks through the medicine cabinet and removes a few prescription pill bottles.


INT. KITCHEN DAY
Female Lead is crying. She takes the pills from the bottles and places them in a blender that sits on the counter. She puts two scoops of ice cream into the blender and a small amount of milk. She blends the contents of the blender and pours the milkshake into a glass.

INT. SMALL APARTMENT LIVING ROOM DAY
Female lead pets Mikey's head and feeds him the milkshake. She cries as Mikey drinks the shake down from one of his over sized sippy cups with his name on it.

FADE OUT.

FADE IN:
INT. CAR DAY
Female lead drives into a gas station. The station is filled with day laborers. Female Lead exits the car and speaks to one of the men in Spanish. All this is Spanish and someone will need to translate it because I don't speak Spanish for shit.

FEMALE LEAD
I need two men to help me.
Simple work, digging. How much?

MAN 1
50 dollars per day

FEMALE LEAD
For both?

MAN 1
No. 50 each.

FEMALE LEAD
Ok. get in.


INT. CAR DAY
Female Lead and the two Mexican men ride in the car. They go down a dirt road. Female lead stops the car.

FEMALE LEAD
Ok, we're here.

Female Lead and the two men exit the car. Female lead goes to her trunk. She removes the shotgun and shoots Man 1 at very close range. It is messy and sudden, there is no stylized manner about the violence. The nonchalant way it happens and is repulsive. Man 2 runs through the woods to get away. Female lead fires at him but he is too far away and escapes. Female Lead jumps into her small truck.


EXT. WOODS DAY
Man 2 runs through the woods.

INT. CAR DAY
Female lead drives quickly down the dirt road.

EXT ROAD DAY
Man 2 runs out to the paved road and tries to flag down a car for help. No one stops for him. Female lead's car comes around the corner. Female Lead spots him and runs him over. She stops the car, takes the pistol from her glovebox and exits the car. Man 2 looks bad, getting hit by a car doesn't agree with him. Female lead shoots him in the head. Her face doesn't register insanity or rage and she doesn't have the satisfaction of a person who has exacted revenge.

INT. SMALL APARTMENT LIVING ROOM DAY
Female lead comes home. She sees Mikey in the chair. Mikey is dead.

INT. BATHROOM DAY
Female lead is bathing Mikey

INT. BEDROOM DAY
Female lead has Mikey dressed on the bed. She curls up next to his body and closes her eyes.

FADE OUT.


EXT. DAY GAS STATION
Female Lead is at a gas station picking up two more day laborers. One has a red hat the other is short and fat.

INT. CAR DAY
Female lead drives her car with two different day laborers as passengers. Both are young and fit and are sipping water from the cooler in the back of the truck.

EXT. WOODS DAY
Female lead gets out of a pickup truck with a shotgun and six Mexicans start to get out of the back. She speaks in Spanish.

FEMALE LEAD
Hold on, hold on.

Female lead fires into the truck shooting the Mexican men. One gets away and runs into the woods. Female lead watches him run and decides not to give chase.

INT. BEDROOM DAY
Female Lead trims the fingernails of Mikey.

INT. MEXICAN APARTMENT - DAY
The fellow who just ran away from the Female lead sits at his small kitchen table with a woman holding a baby. They look at each other for a moment. The woman has been crying. They speak in Spanish.

MEXICAN WOMAN
What will you do?

MEXICAN MAN
Nothing.

INT. MEXICAN RESTAURANT DAY
Female Lead sits and eats a taco. Salsa music plays in the background while two Mexican children laugh and giggle with their parents. Female Lead gets up from her table and walks past the other white patrons to the register. Female Lead pays her check at the counter and an average white suburban girl gives her change.

COUNTER GIRL
Thank you for coming to Mexico
Fantastico. Have a great day.

A tall man in a suit appears with a newspaper under his arm. This is COWORKER.

COWORKER
Hey there, eating some lunch?

FEMALE LEAD
Yeah, eating some tacos.

COWORKER
OK OK. What have you been up to?

FEMALE LEAD
Oh, about 5'11'' 125 pounds.

COWORKER
Huh?

COUNTER GIRL
Ha, ha . That's funny.

FEMALE LEAD
Thanks. (TO COWORKER) I gotta run.

COWORKER
OK, I'll see you around.

INT. OFFICE - DAY
Female lead sits at her desk typing and doing work shit. A man walks up to her desk. We do not see his face or any part of him really. We only see Female Lead.

COURIER
Excuse me, Miss Young?

FEMALE LEAD
Yes?

The man hold out a package. The Female lead stares at his Courier Company name tag that reads M. GLASS

COURIER
I just need you to-

FEMALE LEAD
What does the M stand for?

COURIER
Michael.

FEMALE LEAD
Oh, really? Do people ever call you Mikey?

COURIER
Some people call me Mikey.

FEMALE LEAD
My boyfriend's name is Mikey.

COURIER
Oh. That's nice. If you could just sign right there.

Female lead signs for the package and places it on her desk. The courier exits and she continues working. After some time passes and she does something mundane- the credits roll.



Well Jodie, if you would have asked me nicely I would have just written you a different script. You don't get to play this part. I don;t think you;re cut out for it. You were once, but things have changed, Jodie. Oh my, how they've changed.

couple more things. I saw Rebel Without a Cause on the big screen. Awesome. I saw Eastern Promises. Forgettable, except the asshole-naked fight scene. That was great- watch this fat guy get punched in the gut. This was shot on some job I was on

Less two teeth and my faith in mankind

I had my #1 and #16 teeth removed earlier today or my top 2 wisdom teeth. Can't say I was unhappy to see them go. About two weeks ago my father called and asked how long it had been since I had gone to the see the dentist. I admitted it had been a while and said I would schedule an appointment. About 2 hours after he called my wisdom teeth started to cause a pain so great I won't flounder around in trying to accurately describe it. For the next week or more I spent a great deal, if not all of the day self medicating myself with liquor store remedies. I went into the Dr's and they pulled them and it was not unpleasant at all. The staff was really nice and the doctor called me (that's right, he called me, on the phone) to see how I was doing later that day. My advice to you, reader, is to get your wisdom teeth out before they hurt if you have health care.

I don;t have health care so I paid $790 to remove 2 teeth, and be put to sleep for the operation. My teeth had fully grown in so they were easier to remove than most. before I went to the dentist I was in pain and Katie found a website full of home tooth remedies. HERE It is really quite sad the lengths people must go to because they are in such pain (and tooth aches are debilitating) and can't afford treatment. If they only had some sort of preventative measures in place they would never get to such a state. I'm lucky- I have no family so I just charge that shit.

Speaking on the subject of health care, the Wal-Mart bastards have given on a bit and offered their employees better health care. Here's a bit from the NY Times article
Starting
Jan. 1, Wal-Mart’s insurance will look a lot like that offered by many other American companies, but with some twists that even longtime critics described as innovative. Independent experts praised several features of the plan and said it could represent a turning point for the retailer, the nation’s largest private employer.

And Hillary Clinton is the leading receiver of campaign contributions from health care organizations. Does this mean she's a sell out on her ideas of health care reform or has she learned to play the game? an MSNBC article touches on the fact that she is the front runner for the presidency, plain and simple. So Health care wants to give money to anyone on either side of the issue even her. Going into 2008 the GOP has fucked up so bad the democrats could get any candidate they put up elected. As long as they seem to not have had a recent frontal lobotomy. I hope sincerely that if Clinton is elected into the White House (that will make 2 families over at least 5 terms, isn't that odd to anyone?) that she has learned to slowly make strides towards socialized medicine. That's a pretty rough job in a country as numb-skulled as ours. We've been bred to believe socialism is communism and we still believe that the world is out to get us for no good reason at all. Come on folks. The argument that one of my friends makes is that you can't trust the government with your health care. If we can't trust our government with our health care than we can only blame ourselves because their our elected officials and our complacency that has let charlatans like our current administration run wild. We should trust that our government will be there to help us and make this a better place to live. Not that we need to work against them.

I tried to find this anti-hillary health care spot I read about that ran in 1997 and scared the shit out of people and away from the Clinton health reforms of that era. I wanna see that if anyone can dig it up.

I'm reading Dashiell Hammett's 5 novels at the moment. I'm on #2 The Dain Curse I read Red Harvest a couple weeks ago. Red Harvest has been remade into so many films (notably Yojimbo and A Fistfull of Dollars- Miller's Crossing has many elements of it too and the Coen's title Blood Simple comes right out of the mouth of the lead character in the book. He's talking about leaving town before he goes all 'blood-simple' like everyone else. Or everyone but him was finding the easiest way out of a situation was killing)
The language and characters in these stories are amazing, and wow, talk about a misanthrope. This guy has no faith in anyone, and I love that in these stories. He has the Thomas Hobbes outlook on the world- that is all people are motivated solely by selfish concerns especially fear of death. Noone can be trusted to not be selfish in these books, even our (anti)hero, the detective. He's just there to do a job and abuse whoever needs it to get answers. In Red Harvest his only motivation is revenge, not cleaning up a town or anything admirable.

Stanley Kubrick had this outlook on the world in many of his works. I rewatched Barry Lyndon today- i gave it another shot and it is a great film. Really tough when I was younger because it is a slow film so I'm glad I gave it another shot at an older age- like David Lean films. Barry Lyndon is a man without any purpose in life but to improve his class and wealth. He is a completely soulless opportunistic leech but his life gets meaning when he has a son- something that wealth or nobility has nothing to do with. So really Barry would have been fulfilled without clawing his way to the top. But the narrator states it best- I'm paraphrasing "Men that strive for great wealth usually lose their riches because of the same traits that brought them to them" The VO in the movie is so fatal because it keeps us really distanced. The narrator tells of of Barry's fall before we see it. Which is to say that was Barry's fate and that's life and here ya go- its sucks.

Fatalism, cynicism and a hopeless outlook on basic human nature is a common theme in many works and is one that I am drawn to. It reflects the world or the outlook that we all have on it in this time. Caring about anything but yourself is really just a waste of time in the eyes of most people. I wonder how we came to this attitude. When I see good stories of people oppressed I get angry and want them to fight back, to overthrow the oppressors. I watch Battle of Algiers or Z and want to take up arms, or Harlan County USA and I'm so furious my hands are shaking and I'm crying. In the past 40 years all of our authority figures are corrupt in our stories and are rarely punished, usually just replaced, for their corruption. Think of the last time a politician or government or military wasn't portrayed as cold-hearted and unconcerned with the people over themselves. I'm sure there are tons of factors to blame but it is an odd phenomena to me. Is it because out Government and media have duped and lied to us so many times? Is it because we are a prosperous, fat and complacent people by nature and everyone should be duping us? Maybe these stories are just more entertaining- the only place we want to see people doing good is in the past. I mean, they already made Ghandi, right?

I hope that a person making strives to install a better way of life here is not torn down only because we just can't trust them or believe its possible. Because we no longer have the ability to believe that someone is actually looking out for our best interests on a serious issue. We as people may not be able to accept that someone is doing something to help us in spite of the money/power to be obtained by exploiting us. So hopefully when the changes to get health care affordable with out working for Wal-Mart or some corporation start to happen, we can accept it. Hopefully we will be ok with some government regulation getting us prescription drugs that we can afford. I know that sounds naive but I don't believe that after civil rights and Vietnam there's no room for anything but shrugging shoulders and bumper stickers for people to have a voice. I'd rather live in a progressive world of change with some hope and read about a fictional world in which it's every man for himself. I don't want the newspaper to read like Dashiell Hammett or Orwell. I want some Common Sense for the generatiom.

Hot off the Presses...

let me start with some gems from this baggy pants story in the AJC:

"Exposed boxer shorts and thongs would be illegal in any public place in Atlanta if the City Council approves a proposed amendment to the city's indecency laws."

it gets better
"Saggy pants are an "epidemic"', said one moron who can ignore a million real problems in this city. AND they're gonna go after bras too. I love it when they turn back the clock in the south.
the city council went on to say, "Seriously folks, we just need to give the APD another way to arrest black people. Why not get them by the pants?"
Read the mind blowingly stupid story HERE

Another thing in the news is this War in Iraq. Anybody hear about this thing?!?


I went to this candlelight vigil tonight in East Atlanta. There were some empowered speakers and a Dr. Lowery who didn't show and then we all went outside and held candles and everyone read a list of dates and how many soldiers died on that day and where they were from. it read like:

May 3 6 troops were killed they were from Lebanon, Tennessee Seattle, Washington Independence, Iowa East Lansing, Michigan and so on

At first I was confused. I didn't know if I was supposed to listen or read along or what. Then people started reading and so did I. Then I became determined to not stop reading. I thought, "how can I read about this person who died and not that?" I read loudly and the pages and the cities were endless. My eyes started to go, every time I read Ohio I said Iowa, every city from Puerto Rico and Hawaii was horribly mispronounced- after a couple stumbles I laughed a bit and then felt immediate shame. my legs started to hurt, as did my voice so I lowered my volume and the candle I was holding burned all the way out and someone brought me another. It seemed like it would never end. After we finished I was sweating and dizzy. A man said to us, "The first time I started this ritual I thought it was stupid and silly. It was a very sloppy thing, these people all reading aloud for so long. People aren't in sync, they can't keep up. It's just a mess. Then I realized as I was reading for so long what a perfect metaphor for this war it is."

More news:

I ended the evening watching Billy Wilder's Ace in the Hole. It's Network in 1951.
A scathing story about yellow journalism, American Voyerism and the deterieroration of the human soul in the pursuit of success. It's really great except for the fact that you can't care about Kirk Douglas' Tatum like you can for William Holden's Schumacher, so in the end I liked the writing but none of the empty-chested characters. Still a really awesome movie, right up my alley. Sam Fuller with awesome cinematography and good acting (well, the female lead looks like she bought a one way ticket to run-down-slutsville but she doesn't really matter) that last bit was from watching the 50's newspaperman talk....sorry.

As for more newspaper facts. His Girl Friday- best paper movie ever (best dialogue comedy?), Hudsucker Proxy- best movie to steal so many jokes from the previous. Me- I can only do the Monday crossword puzzle and have stolen from both the previous films. The numbers-52% of people in the US read the newspaper and 80% of internet users read the newspaper and 89% of all dogs under 8 Lbs have shit on Ann Landers' by line.

OH BOY!

before i post the rest of my Chicago goings ons I wanna say that I just turned up the milk and it was sour. That's never happened happened to me before. It was really unpleasant.

I once thought Film Forum was the greatest place I'd ever been. The few seconds of anticipation before I entered the Sistine Chapel or the memories I had from riding the 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea ride at Disney World from when I was a kid are up there on the list too. (I though it was a real deal submarine ride with real fish and all, that memory was ruined years later by returning to the park.)

I thought those places were the best one's I'd ever been to, but they have been eclipsed by a hard, baby blue plastic chair near the right field foul pole at Wrigley Field.

I had an Old Style Beer and an Italian Sausage covered in toppings (delicious) and it was heaven. I was so excited walking to my seat at that filthy stadium I almost started to cry. I was a little sad as I finished off my sausage because I knew there could never be another first sausage at Wrigley again.

The Cubs played a good game then it rained but we stayed right in our seats wearing these snazzy ponchos.


The game was delayed for a good couple hours so we ate nachos

and drank beer in the crowded area around the food stands. The great thing about Wrigley Field is that there's nothing there but baseball and seats. No batting cages, kareoke or other stuff to do. The park is not for hanging out in or just going to play some games like Turner Field. You either watch baseball or....uh, read a book....somehow this girl behind me was just reading a book while her boyfriend watched the game. I would have left that bitch at the house.

After the game we decided against any more "chicago" style food and went to a place called LuLa Cafe in Logan park for some healthy action. On the way there I saw this socailist movie exchange box


(The Who was inside) I called homeland security and set fire to the box immediately.

At the restaurant I had a gazpacho (that's salsa, right?) which was good and a Vegan "stew" that was awesome. Katie had some chicken and then we split a poo looking desert. Even though the desert was a letdown after the meal, i'll definitely go back. On the bus on the way to the Days Inn I remembered that I didn't have a bratwurst at Wrigley. So the next time I find a cheap Plane ticket I can go for the first Bratwurst.

and the throw to the plate....MALPHIE WINS! MALPHIE WINS!

I accidently drove to Chicago from the center of the Earth. Whoops, my bad. (insert hilarious fake laugh)
I'm kidding you, jackass, I went to the Chicago Contemporary Art Museum. They had a great Magritte

and some other art and in the gift shop i met Malphie.


Malphie made me laugh to no end. The People at FRIENDS FOR YOU! made him and other creatures but he's the best. His tag says he brings good fortune or death- what could be better than that? Either things go great for you or you're dead. Katie felt much better today also, she was sick yesterday today she is SUPER INGMAR


WHOA!



Is that Ryne Sandberg's gorgeous face on a pair of Cub's tickets? That's right it is you lazy-eyed trollop- cause I scored some tickets to wrigley field off craigslist and i've never been, although when I was a young man I was BASEBALL CRAZY and I watched the cubbies on WGN all the time.

On the food scene:
A chicago hotdog contains Hot Peppers, 2 Tomatoe Wedges, a pickle spear, kryptonite green relish, celery salt, onions and green peppers. This one is from Downtown Dogs and guess what?

It ain't that good. It's like Chicago wants some original food sooooo bad it has these Island of Dr. Moreau freak foods that somehow people tout as edible. "Let's make a ham sandwich but call it a CHICAGO Ham Sandwich because it has 3lbs of bacon, shrimp and cold slaw on it."
I did have the third very Chicago food- an Italian Beef sammich. Pretty simple, a shit ton of beef. I liked it.

After that, we walked the Magnificent Mile- if you think a mall can be magnificent, then you'll love it. We stopped at the Descartes coffee shop and met some nice people, had some great coffee and gelato. I don't know exactly where it is, but how many coffee shops can be named after philosophers? Then we were off to the CHICAGO UNDERGROUND FILM FEST

At the festival these kids in front of the theatre made their own Blood Car stencil and were making t shirts and blood car wife-beaters for people.

that's a car eating a bike
They also made this device that took people's blood for the car. (Blake Myers would be proud) Their friend's short DISARM was playing ahead of Blood Car so they decided to push the movie to everyone without ever seeing it.. These kids were pretty awesome, they had this weird double decker bike they had made. I think they said they jousted with it.


I rode the fucker and yes, I was scared. I didn't get hurt but I didn't take too long of a ride either. I felt like the oldest kid in the neighborhood after someone built a ramp- I had to get on the bike..they were all looking at me.

After the screening, we drank some bush beer on the corner and went to the after party where BLOOD CAR WON BEST NARRATIVE FEATURE FILM! No shit. So that was great.

Then katie and I got some drinks in us, found a nice cinephile named Carl and proceeded to scream at him about the cinema and its greats. That's what I love most about film festivals, drunken talks about your favorite filmmakers.
I'm posting this after the fact because I can post pictures now. that was day 2 in CHI town.

Deep Dish Pizza is not real Pizza

I left too early (3:45am) and came to Chicago yesterday to attend the Chicago Underground Film Festival.

First off- Deep Dish pizza, I don't care about you because you are not a pizza. I hope the pizza place (UNO, the original inventor of fake pizza) bartender comes to the screening. Days Inn- you suck but you are next to this mini leaning Tower of Pisa, which is fucking weird and awesome and makes me wanna meet the crazy who built it. I've been to the real thing and really there's no difference.


I was walking down the street and spotted a film crew and then I saw that it was the next Batman movie. (which they said was Romie's First Kiss) Whenever I took pictures PAs would try to block me.
PA stands for Production Assistant if you don't know. They are the lowest guys on the totem pole that get awesome jobs like dealing with stupid questions, keeping people quiet and the like. Here's a short to help you understand:

There's a picture of Batman too. He's hanging from a wire.


Here's one exchange a hardass PA and I had:
"Don't take any pictures, sir"
"Ok" (i take a picture)
"Sir, I told you not to take any pictures, now get out of here."
he had such authority in his voice I had to challenge it.
"Please Mr. PA, don't rough me up"
"I ain't no PA"
"You look like a PA to me"
pause
"YOU look like a PA"

that was fun. Also went to an improv show at IO Theatre. It was awesome. The theatre is right beside Wrigley Field, which I will see Monday. Great improv Harold, $2 schlitz. The Cubs beat the Cards and the fans really went on a bender afterwards. We entered the theatre just as the game was ending and when we got out people were still going nuts. Talk about a baseball town, when these guys win or lose another World Series, I'm coming to town to shoot the riots.

my favorite building of the day:


I like Chicago. I will eat a giant 'Chicago Style' Hotdog and get back to you. Why is it that every city's signature food is horrible for you? I'm not complaining but does anywhere have a signature salad? If they do, i bet it's fried and dipped in mayo.

This is why you hire the pro's

This is a picture of Hugh Braselton taping a pinata to my head. We are working on a commercial for a cell phone. I am the Gaffer (guy in charge of lighting) and Hugh is the first Assistant Cameraman (guy who makes sure stuff is in focus)

Since i work in the film industry I am a firm believer in having quality technicians on set to do the job correctly, with the utmost professionalism. Some people don't think as I do which is why Hugh and myself get to work.

On another note I am going to Chicago to attend the Chicago Underground Film Festival (with Blood Car) and to go to a Cubs game. I'm sure there will be some other stuff in there and I will post pictures and write my thoughts of the city and impressions of its food and bartenders. I'm sure I will immediately fall in love with Chicago if it is not a sweltering hellhole in triple digit temperatures like the one I live in.

I also have a new trailer of Blood Car on the site HERE. Its funny and sloppy, like the film.

I worked on Mike Brune's Short film titled THE ADVENTURE, which I hope has its trailer online very soon. I've seen the short and Mike made something special that will have a great festival run I'm sure. It was a great set. A bunch of friends making a movie over the weekend- here are some pics from it:

that's brune on the ground using his still camera as a viewfinder.

yes, that is a big ass crane in the back of a pick up truck that we got some amazing footage with.

We had a dolly too. Here's me and Adam Pinney shooting some b roll.

See those flags? flags= serious business

Mr. Brune ran a great set and we all had no idea what was going on. I love it when that happens. When directors explain things to everyone it makes me think they are just trying to convince themselves. We all shot two actors inside a car for most of the time and only Brune and the sound guy could hear the dialogue, the crew was clueless and all hopped up on Power Horse-which if you don't know is a good crew.

When I saw the short a week later, Brune cut it with amazing speed, I was blown away. That's all i'll say for now-until I see it in a dark theatre in a strange town full of cinephiles.