It's articles like this one which serve only to strengthen my belief that all politicians, deep down and without exception, are just amoral, petty, annoying little twelve year-olds with lots of money and a suit on. I'd almost prefer a dictatorship....at least you know where you stand.
http://uk.news.yahoo.com/pm-rapped-over-idiot-balls-jibe-142621241.html
Peace and lust,
JB.
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
The Master
So word from the Cannes film festival (which I almost went to....but didn't....sigh) is that yesterday a select group of press were invited by the Weinstein Company to advance preview screenings of three of their upcoming films. One was David O. Russell's (The Fighter, Three Kings etc.) new one. Meh. The next was Tarantino's "Django Unchained", which I never really fancied but reports suggest that it looks rather awesome. However the one I am most excited for (see: salivating like a starved dog) is Paul Thomas Anderson's "The Master". I've known about this film for some time, largely because a dear friend of mine is in it, and it promises to be at the very least controversial. The story is apparently about the birth of a religion not too disimilar to Scientology. This is apparently confirmed by the fact that PTA, a proven director of some worth coming of the back of multiple oscar winning "There Will Be Blood" couldn't get any studio to go anywhere near it, such is the influence of said 'religion'. So the film was independently financed and is now "near complete" according to Miramax.
JB.
Philip Seymour Hoffmann plays the titular "Master" but in the trailer released yesterday, he was nowhere to be found. It instead focused on Joaquin Phoenix looking utterly mental. Nice to see one of my favorite actors returning to screen. Also Jonny Greenwood is providing the score once again, after doing incredible work on There Will Be Blood. It's creepy, and uncomfortable and feck knows what's actually going on, however, I could not be more excited by this film. Meow.
JB.
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Thursday, May 17, 2012
Dialogue of the Day
"You guys don't know about the big head theory? The bigger the head, the bigger the star. Bruce Willis, big head. Russell Crowe, big head. Arnold Schwarzenegger, big head. Vincent Chase, big big big head. It's science."
From "Entourage" (Season 1)
There is hope!
JB.
Saturday, May 12, 2012
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
C.R.E.A.M
You know what's not fun? Finishing a film that is financed by you. You see, after months of editing, re-editing, editing some more, audio-mixing, fixing things you buggered up and generally doing everything you can to keep your hard earned dollars from pouring out of your wallet, you finally get to a point where the end of the tunnel is nigh. There is light up ahead, filled with all the promise of fame, riches and glory.
However there is one small problem...getting it out to be seen by anyone beyond your family and friends, bless their hearts.
Well simple John, I hear you say, why don't you just submit it to one, or some, of the many thousands of film festivals now operating world-wide? I would f**king love to do that, however there is the small matter of paying the entry fees into these festivals, which is nothing short of extortionate.
I understand that in order for them to exist in the first place, they sort of rely on the funds from people wishing their film to reach an audience. At first at least. You can't tell me however that a festival like Cannes or Sundance can justify charging people 90 quid for an entry. You see the problem that immediately creates? It makes the film-making business inherently elitist. There could be thousands of poor f**kers out there (not unlike myself) who are making great films (again, guilty as charged *smarmy eyebrow raise*) who are disqualified simply by virtue of not having enough chedda stacked. To coin a rap phrase.
It's only 90 quid I know, but the point is that if you want your film to be seen, you've got to get it out to a number of festivals (as with my old pulling days up Basildon on a Friday night, keep slogging away and one of them's bound to show interest), so let's say on average you're paying 50 dollars per festival (which is a good median average based on my experience so far) and you want to submit to 20 festivals, hopefully getting accepted into half of those, you're up to a thousand spons already and there's no guarantee you'll get into any of them. Not one.
So, the point, if there is one - there's often not, to this diatribe is that when budgeting a film (if anyone is indeed ever interested in doing that) then please include money for festival submissions. Lot's of it preferably. I really do wonder what people did before film festivals existed? Answers on a postcard.
Peace, love and filthy, stinking wealth,
John.
My morning shower |
Well simple John, I hear you say, why don't you just submit it to one, or some, of the many thousands of film festivals now operating world-wide? I would f**king love to do that, however there is the small matter of paying the entry fees into these festivals, which is nothing short of extortionate.
I understand that in order for them to exist in the first place, they sort of rely on the funds from people wishing their film to reach an audience. At first at least. You can't tell me however that a festival like Cannes or Sundance can justify charging people 90 quid for an entry. You see the problem that immediately creates? It makes the film-making business inherently elitist. There could be thousands of poor f**kers out there (not unlike myself) who are making great films (again, guilty as charged *smarmy eyebrow raise*) who are disqualified simply by virtue of not having enough chedda stacked. To coin a rap phrase.
It's only 90 quid I know, but the point is that if you want your film to be seen, you've got to get it out to a number of festivals (as with my old pulling days up Basildon on a Friday night, keep slogging away and one of them's bound to show interest), so let's say on average you're paying 50 dollars per festival (which is a good median average based on my experience so far) and you want to submit to 20 festivals, hopefully getting accepted into half of those, you're up to a thousand spons already and there's no guarantee you'll get into any of them. Not one.
So, the point, if there is one - there's often not, to this diatribe is that when budgeting a film (if anyone is indeed ever interested in doing that) then please include money for festival submissions. Lot's of it preferably. I really do wonder what people did before film festivals existed? Answers on a postcard.
Peace, love and filthy, stinking wealth,
John.
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Dialogue of the Day
Ray: Four grams on me and one gram in me which is why my heart is going like the clappers as if I'm about to have a heart attack, so if I collapse any minute now please remember to tell the doctors it might have something to do with the coke.
From "In Bruges" (Martin McDonagh, 2008)
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Tunes Currently Tinkling My Winkle
1) Kathy's Song - Simon & Garfunkel
2) The Daily Mail - Radiohead
3) Can I Live? - Jay-Z
4) Carnival of the Animals XIII: The Swan - Saint-Saens
5) Won't Wash - Hot Chip
6) Come Clean - Jeru The Damaja
7) Road Trippin' - Red Hot Chilli Peppers
8) Holding Back The Years - Simply Red
9) Singing Softly To Me - Kings of Convenience
10) Getaway - Dr. John
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