Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Location, Location, Location

I tell you one thing that is a colossal pain in the arse when attempting to shoot a film on the cheap anywhere in the Los Angeles region, and that is finding suitable locations. You see, the problem with this city is that every Tom, Dick and Harry with a camera and half a brain (or not even that in my case) wants to shoot a film. Now far be it from the powers that be to let people just shoot whatever they please willy nilly, no no, this won't do...we must make some cash from these swine.

Thus filming anywhere, and I do mean anywhere, becomes a mire of bureaucracy. A city-sponsored permit is required to shoot anywhere in the city (technically speaking), and guess what? That costs money. A fairly significant amount too. Of course I don't want to do this so I have been researching like a fiend and found out that if you don't use any lighting rigs, or have dollies/tripods on display then they can't touch you for it. Marvelous! Take that LAPD.

Now, the problem is that we are going to be shooting at night-time for most of the exterior shots, however this problem can be solved by finding a well-lit area and using a faster lens that works in low-light situations. So, my DP and I have spent several occassions running around town, jumping out the car and shooting lighting tests. Most excellent results have been achieved so far. So, fingers crossed, we won't have to light anyone's manor. Even if we do, the worst that the po-po can do, apparently, is shut you down. A fate I've decided I'd be willing to accept.

Next was the task of finding a bar to shoot in (sort of integral to the story). Easy, I thought, people will be glad of the free advertising. My god was I wrong. Even the naffest little hole-in-wall sheetholes here in Koreatown wanted extortionate amounts of money for the privilege of shooting in their facility. One bar wanted eight grand! Eight. Thousand. Dollars. For four hours. Well sir, you'll forgive me for saying this, but f**k right off!

So began my long and arduous journey, calling every bar in town, going in to bars I frequent and trying to using my charms (of lack thereof) to score something, anything, for just a few hours. After many, many rejections I started to concede to the idea that we'd have to go in and shoot somewhere guerilla-style which is not the ideal situation at all, least of all for the actors, and without them in top form then the whole thing is a bit pointless. However, out of the blue I suddenly found the perfect spot in North Hollywood. I managed to talk a chap down to an acceptable amount of money and we now have the place secured. I tell you though, I look forward to the day when the budget is greater and it's someone else's job to do all this shite. It's certainly not easy.

The good news is that we're now pretty much all sorted, as far as locations go at least. Now comes the final stages of pre-production and shooting in a couple of weekends. That's when the fun begins. I can't bloody wait.

Peace.

John.

Monday, May 30, 2011

There There

Just 'cause you feel it, doesn't mean it's there:



JB.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Dialogue of the Day

"Television is not the truth! Television is a God-damned amusement park! Television is a circus, a carnival, a traveling troupe of acrobats, storytellers, dancers, singers, jugglers, side-show freaks, lion tamers, and football players. We're in the boredom-killing business! So if you want the truth... Go to God! Go to your gurus! Go to yourselves! Because that's the only place you're ever going to find any real truth."

From the utterly brilliant "Network" (1976)

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

The 30 Day Challenge (In One Day) - Part #2 - Music

I hate bloody Facebook! To quote Michael Corleone...just when I think I'm out, they pull me back in. Another list:

Day 01 - your favorite song - Sittin' On The Dock of The Bay - Otis Redding
Day 02 - your least favorite song - Anything by Lil' Wayne
Day 03 - a song that makes you happy - Sir Duke - Stevie Wonder
Day 04 - a song that makes you sad - Ocean of Noise - Arcade Fire
Day 05 - a song that reminds you of someone - Sparks - Coldplay
Day 06 - a song that reminds you of somewhere - A Certain Romance - Arctic Monkeys
Day 07 - a song that reminds you of a certain event - My Name Is... - Eminem
Day 08 - a song that you know all the words to - Nowhere Fast - The Smiths
Day 09 - a song that you can dance to - Got To Give It Up - Marvin Gaye
Day 10 - a song that makes you fall asleep - Something In The Way - Nirvana
Day 11 - a song from your favorite band - Pyramid Song - Radiohead
Day 12 - a song from a band you hate - Sunday Bloody Sunday - U2
Day 13 - a song that is a guilty pleasure - Young Guns (Go For It) - Wham
Day 14 - a song that no one would expect you to love - Da Graveyard - Big L
Day 15 - a song that describes you - I Wish - Skee-Lo
Day 16 - a song that you used to love but now hate - Sex On Fire - Kings of Leon
Day 17 - a song that you hear often on the radio - In Bloom - Nirvana
Day 18 - a song that you wish you heard on the radio - The Blue Danube - Strauss
Day 19 - a song from your favorite album - Exit Music (For A Film) - Radiohead
Day 20 - a song that you listen to when you’re angry - Bulls on Parade - Rage Against The Machine
Day 21 - a song that you listen to when you’re happy - Australia - The Shins
Day 22 - a song that you listen to when you’re sad - Flume - Bon Iver
Day 23 - a song that you want to play at your wedding - Moondance - Van Morrison
Day 24 - a song that you want to play at your funeral - Give It Away - Red Hot Chili Peppers
Day 25 - a song that makes you laugh - The Irony of it All - The Streets
Day 26 - a song that you can play on an instrument - Daytripper - The Beatles
Day 27 - a song that you wish you could play - Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen
Day 28 - a song that makes you feel guilty - Bitches Ain't Shit - Dr. Dre
Day 29 - a song from your childhood - What A Fool Believes - Michael McDonald
Day 30 - your favorite song at this time last year - No f**king clue. What a stupid question.

Peace.

John.

Monday, May 23, 2011

Heroes to Humanity: #504 - Mark Kermode

When I still lived in good old Blighty, I used to watch Mark Kermode's, not to be confused with Mark Lamar - despite same first name and ridiculous 50's quiff, review show and think "what an annoying twat".

However as I've matured and developed a healthy hatred for all things puerile and idiotic, I have to say that every single review of a film that I see of his, I now think "yep, I couldn't agree more". Once you look past the quiff, the obnoxiousness, the Danny Dyer impressions (although I do agree with him that Danny Dyer is one of the cackest humans alive) what you are faced with is a very intelligent, well-read man and, as film critics go, one of the most accurate yardsticks of what's good and what's shite, there is.

I highly recommend watching some footage of The Kermode and Mayo show as it is pretty sodding hilarious. In the meantime, let's enjoy some highlights of Mark's most hate-filled bile:
"It is consumerist pornography. It is an orgy of dripping wealth that just made me want to be sick" (on 'Sex and the City 2')
"If Michael Bay wasn't one of the most successful film-makers in the world, with hundreds of millions of dollars at his disposal, he would be making porn. Or, more accurately, he would be making adverts for porn." (on 'Transformers')
"What Guy Ritchie has done is, he's gone back to 'The Long Good Friday', which is a brilliant gangster movie, and re-made it as effectively performed by Chas n' Dave" (on 'Rocknrolla')
"It stars the huge acting talent that is Orlando Bloom. The Donny Osmond of his generation, without the teeth or indeed the talent. The pretty boy who we cast because lots of girls find him terribly unthreatening and want to take him home and mother him" (on 'Elizabethtown')
"George Lucas could not direct traffic! He's an accountant. He's a bean counter. He has absolutely no cinematic understanding whatsoever. Moreover, his writing skills are, at best, pre-school" (on 'Star Wars III: Revenge of the Sith')
Legend.

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Classic Albums - Illinois

Released in 2005, this album represented the second in Sufjan Stevens' ambitious (to say the least) '50 states project', in which he was to record an album about every state of America, excluding Alaska and Hawaii presumably.

Now, everything about this record tells me I should hate it; the preposterously long song titles, the number of tracks, the consistent use of a choir which sounds like 'It's a small world' on crack. All of this I should hate. Yet this record is so searingly brilliant that I consider it one of my all-time favourites by any artist of any genre.

Few musicians these days are interested in making an album, in the old-fashioned sense of the word. That is, an LP that needs to be listened to from start to finish to be appreciated. A seamless piece of moods, textures and melodies, perfectly segued and working together for the duration of the whole thing. This is one of those albums. It starts with a quiet piano number, before swiftly moving into a mad instrumental about the plight of the Blackhawk Indians. From there, somehow, things only get weirder and wonderfuller. Obviously the hit of the bunch was "Chicago" but there's so much more to enjoy here. Christ, there's even a song about one of America's most notorious serial killers, and it's beautiful.

By the time you get to the last song, you feel as if you've sat through an insane person's very own broadway musical, in the best possible sense. It's a journey, it's certainly a slow burner and it's sure as f**k not for everyone. For me though, it will be forever be one of my tops.

Sufjan Stevens - Casimir Pulaski Day


A Very Interesting Article...

For anyone who's interested:


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Friday, May 20, 2011

Dickheads

This is utterly brilliant.



Happy Friday.

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Quote of the Day

"I am a lover of truth, a worshipper of freedom, a celebrant at the altar of language, purity and tolerance"
Stephen Fry

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

The 30 Day Challenge (In One Day)

So I saw this thing on facebook called the 30 day film challenge in which you're supposed to post a scene/trailer every day for 30 days. I don't have the patience or the inclination to keep this up for 30 days, but damnit I just cannot resist the lure of a good list, so I did them all:

Day 1: Favorite film - The Godfather
Day 2: Least favorite film - Elizabethtown
Day 3: Favorite comedy - Life Of Brian
Day 4: Favorite drama - American Beauty
Day 5: Favorite action - Raiders of the Lost Ark
Day 6: Favorite horror - The Shining
Day 7: Favorite animated feature - Spirited Away
Day 8: Favorite thriller - Seven
Day 9: Favorite musical - Mary Poppins
Day 10: Favorite foreign film - City of God
Day 11: Favorite kid's movie - The Jungle Book
Day 12: Favorite love story - Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Day 13: Favorite chick flick - Four Weddings and a Funeral
Day 14: Favorite documentary - Hoop Dreams
Day 15: Favorite play adaptation - Play It Again, Sam
Day 16: Favorite book adaptation - Lord of the Rings
Day 17: Least favorite book adaptation - Hannibal
Day 18: Film that is your guilty pleasure - The Karate Kid
Day 19: Film that made you cry the hardest - Schindler's List
Day 20: Movie with your favorite actress - Closer
Day 21: Movie with your favorite actor - Taxi Driver
Day 22: Movie you wish you could live in - Alice in Wonderland
Day 23: Movie that inspires you - Swingers
Day 24: Movie with your favorite soundtrack - Pulp Fiction
Day 25: Movie with the most beautiful scenery - The Motorcycle Diaries
Day 26: Movie you're most embarrassed to say you like - Jackass 2
Day 27: Movie with your favorite villain - Leon
Day 28: Movie with your favorite hero - Rocky
Day 29: First movie you ever remember watching - Conan The Barbarian
Day 30: Last movie you watched - The Apartment

Done.

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Prospector's Arrive

This piece of music is just beautiful beyond belief. Slightly creepy also, but there's nowt wrong with that:



There Will Be Blood (Soundtrack) - Johnny Greenwood (2007)

P*ssing In The Wind

There are times in life where a great deal of work offers little reward. I, friends, am currently in the midst of one of those times.

A metaphor for life in Los Angeles

It started with the re-shooting of my short film. What a bloody nightmare that was. Not for any reason other than we no longer had one of our locations available for the re-shoot, thus I was forced to try and get exactly the same shot...but six months later and in a completely different place. At the equipment rental shop (www.indierentals.com) I even scoffed when they warned me that sometimes re-shooting scenes after the fact is an impossible task. Impossible you say? I laughed. I say balls to impossible, for I am a genius who knows everything there is to know about re-shoots, despite never having done one in my life.

Of course, they were right. I was wrong. Still, the good news is that despite my blunderings we managed to get just enough to be able to blag it to the finish line. That finish line however, seems to keep getting further away. Editing is almost finished, we've still got lots of work to do on the sound though. Then comes the matter of clearing the music. Then getting it out to festivals and getting it on imdb and etc etc etc. I'll be glad when the sodding thing is over to be perfectly honest. When it is finished though and it's doing the "Ooo! Ooo! Pick me. Pick me" rounds on the festival circuit, I have decided to use the finished product to attempt to raise funds for an entire re-shoot, yes an entire re-shoot, hopefully using 35mm, a full crew, and some decent locations. I honestly believe that it's a solid little number that plays very well and with some time and a budget (as in, more time than two days, and more money than 500 dollars) we could have quite a gem on our hands. Watch this space.

In other news, I have spent the past couple of weeks meeting with various Directors of Photography with the aim of securing a long-time collaborator. This entire process has been nothing short of revelatory. I can't begin to explain how refreshing it is to meet so many talented, creative and hungry people. Apparently not everyone in LA is a trumpet-blowing, self-involved wanker. Hoorah! After meeting many people, seeing many reels and thinking long and hard about the whole thing I settled on someone and we will be shooting my latest script in the next few weeks. Of course, between now and then I'm liable to have a nervous breakdown scouting locations, running lighting tests, rehearsing with actors and generally trying to avoid all the mistakes I made last time, but such is life in the film biz I suppose.

On top of that I have been on an absolute writing tear the past month or so. I now have four shorts completed, another feature length almost completed and, after being universally rejected by London publishers/literary agents, have set about the task of re-writing my book. So there is lots of stuff being stuffed in the old proverbial back pocket.

However the reason for the opening sentence of this article is that, being the type of impatient swine I am, when I write something, particularly something for the screen, I don't want to spend weeks reading it and fine-tuning it and all that palaver, I want to get out and film it. Now! God damnit! It's like being a Daddy Long Legs - sitting on the most poisionous venom on earth, but with no means to distribute it. Or so legend would have it anyway. As a matter of fact, when I think about it, whenever I do anything that requires effort, I expect instant gratification. I don't want to build a foundation, I want the bloody castle done immediately! This might explain why I am yet to make it in the industry.

I suppose that's exactly why the saying goes "Patience is a virtue".

Peace,

John.

Monday, May 16, 2011

Fleet Foxes

One of my favourite bands. Their new album "Helplessness Blues" (which you can listen to here) is absolutely fantastic, and this song in particular is perfect Monday morning fare. If this doesn't put a smile on your face, I'm pretty certain nothing will. Ever.



Peace

John.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Actor Files: Robert DeNiro

So, as previously mentioned, I will be regularly "bigging up" actors and directors that I admire unashamedly. This week, we offer maximum respect to the best...Robert DeNiro.


Born in Manhattan's Little Italy district in 1943, DeNiro grew up with the nickname Bobby Milk, due to his complexion. He began acting in high school and began studying at the Stella Adler Conservatory upon leaving. Eager to 'get his face out there' he started acting in small-time films such as Bang The Drum Slowly. Then followed a chance encounter with an director (from 'da neighbahood') about to shoot his first film, Martin Scorcese. What followed was Mean Streets, with DeNiro blowing everyone else off the screen as the demented Johnny Boy. The rest, as they say, is history.
"I've never been one of those actors who has touted myself as a fascinating human being. I had to decide early on whether I was to be an actor or a personality"
The Godfather (part II) came next, earning him his first Academy Award and he instantly became recognized as one of the best young actors around. From then on, he grew into the screen legend we know today. Just looking at his past work makes me shudder: Taxi Driver, The Deer Hunter, Raging Bull, The King Of Comedy, Once Upon A Time In America, Goodfellas, Cape Fear, Frankenstein, Casino, Heat. It's just ridiculous how good this man is.
"It's important not to indicate. People don't try to show their feelings, they try to hide them"
Even his comedy stuff like Midnight Run, Meet The Parents, Analyze This, it's all just brilliant work that other actors (like myself) would only dream of. He does it effortlessly. Talented git.

For me his best performance will always be Raging Bull, purely because I would one day love to say "Your mudda's an animal ya son of a bitch!" to someone, but there's several others that come bloody close.



Mr. DeNiro, we salute you.

Saturday, May 14, 2011

Lyrics To Live By

"Feeling the same as I did yesterday,
Feeling the same as I will do tomorrow,
Watching my hopes follow dreams down the drain,
I'm only joking of course, yet again
As I do"

Badly Drawn Boy - Cause A Rockslide (2000)

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Things I Love: Dr. Strangelove

If there's one thing I love, it's satire. Of any kind really. I can't help but take some form of absurd pleasure in holding a mirror up to society and seeing how ridiculous we all are, when all is said and done. Not many films do it better than Stanley Kubrick's "Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned To Stop Worrying and Love The Bomb".

The plot begins with a wayward US Air Force General giving a 'code red' order. Thus engaging the Russians (or "The Rooskies" as they are commonly referred to) in apparent nuclear warfare and setting off a chain of events that begin the end of the world.

Much hilarity ensues, but in the most subtle of ways. None of these characters ever signals that this is a comedy at all, however the sheer absurdity of everything unfolding makes it one, and a brilliant one at that. Even more relevant in today's political climate too.

From the President's telephone call to the Russian Premier, to the General's confession of not allowing women his fluids (during a fierce gun battle with his own army), to Mandrake's desperate attempts to call the president collect, to Dr. Strangelove's independent Nazi hand (which is pure genius from Peter Sellers), this film is one to be treasured. Even better is that for cinephiles like myself, it is all shot and directed wonderfully by the hand of Kubrick.

In short, watch it. At once.
"Gentlemen, you can't fight in here. This is the War Room!"

Monday, May 9, 2011

Death! Yay!

NY Post Headline - Classy
So, I feel it appropriate at this moment in time to make comment on the death of boogeyman numero uno for the past 10 years. One Osama Bin Laden.

In all honesty, I find the celebrations that have occurred since the news broke somewhat sickening. If we're supposed to be the bigger man on a global stage, the police officer of the world, then surely acting like fanatical, bloodthirsty hounds - dancing in the streets at the loss of someone's life - simply reduces us to everything we're supposed to be above?

Then again, we live in an age defined, it seems, by double standards (see: Guantanmo Bay), illicit activity (see: Bernie Madoff) and low-brow bluster (see: anything on television). What ever happened to nobility? To dignity? To pride in one's actions? To sound a little Travis Bickle-esque, the answer just gives me a headache it hurts so much.

Now, far be it from me to sit here and declare Bin Laden a saint, obviously that's not the case, but what gets lost in all this witch-hunting and mud-slinging, is why exactly this whole thing started. These people don't just wake up with hate in their hearts and a bomb in their pants. The uprising of middle eastern terrorism, as with any terrorism, is not a cause, it is a reaction. A reaction to what? I'm not going to get into that here because frankly, who wants to hear it? (If you're interested, call me and I'll chat your ear off about it) but suffice to say that a swift read of anything by Noam Chomsky might begin to tell the tale. Now, again, I'm not condoning terrorism at all - it is of course a reprehensible act of violence which should never be tolerated - but to label them beneath us, or savages, or even fanatics is dismissive. Especially when we're dancing on cars singing "We got him! Woooooooo!"

I think the point I'm trying to make is that I wonder just how f**ked up life has become, when the western world actually feels united delight at the execution of an unarmed man. Is that all we have left to celebrate? We can't 'come together' for any other reason? Not only does that kind of reaction further reduce our standing in the world, but it just makes us out to be petty, mindless, bullies (which, sadly, we are proving to be). If we're going to be self prophesised "leaders of the free world" then it might be an idea to start behaving like one.

I won't hold my breath.

Also, as a side note, I am talking about the US government here, yes, but I feel I have a right to say my piece because anything they do, we, as in Great Britain, are aligned with and are just as guilty of. We might do it in subtler forms, but trust me friends, we do it.

No doubt, Al Qaeda will now launch some form of response to the death of their leader, and it the thing that irks me the most about that fact is that the people actually responsible for this mess won't be the ones who suffer, it'll be us.

Peace.

Let me say that again....Peace.

John.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Tunes Currently Sizzling My Bacon



1) Ghosts - The Head & The Heart
2) Love - J Dilla
3) Flightless Bird, American Mouth - Iron & Wine
4) Off The Books - The Beatnuts
5) St. Petersburg - Supergrass
6) Supersonic - Oasis
7) Body Rock - Mos Def
8) Helplessness Blues - Fleet Foxes
9) Reptilia - The Strokes
10) Low Rising - The Swell Season