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Monday, December 24, 2007

Trailers: The Dark Knight




We've seen stills. We've seen posters. And now, finally, we get the trailer.

The Trailer.

A goodness me. Where do I even begin? Oh Heath Ledger. You're creating many an inappropriate feeling in myself and my friends. I cannot wait to see your Joker on the big screen. I may not be able to contain my excitement.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Top Ten List: A Discussion of Influence

To set the scene:

INT. BAR – NIGHT

A lone trumpet wails as crowds of the fashionably adorned clamor to have their picture snapped. Candles imbue the sprawling lounge with a warm glow, the glasses sparkle, the beer flows.

Huddled in a back corner, hiding from the giddy masses, two people lean in close, their words exchanged in a flurry of whispers. Ignoring their surroundings, they are waist deep in a conversation of immense importance. They are discussing the origin of an idea.

***

It’s a question that every writer gets. It doesn’t matter what stage of your career you are at; if you have written, somebody will be asking. And Monday night as I sat in LA’s Dresden, a lounge I occasionally frequent with friends in the vicinity of Hollywood Blvd and Vermont Ave, it was my turn to be asked. I just shot my first post-college short film and my crew and I were out celebrating our survival through the weekend of insanity. My DP, 1st AC, and I were discussing our complicated final shot, debating whether we had failed or succeeded in its execution (a question that will most likely not be answered until editing is complete, if even then).

My DP (Director of Photography) went off for another beer while the 1st AC (Assistant Camera) and I continued to talk. Until he stopped me.

“Okay, enough, this is a great chat but I want to talk about you. You’re incredibly interesting and I want inside your head.”

My first reaction is Oh great, is this a line? But it wasn’t and what followed was a detailed discussion of my influences and where exactly all of the ideas for my short came from. It’s not an easy straightforward list. My influences range from visual to narrative, they include film, music, even poetry. The evolution of an idea is not simple and its genesis is still a mystery. But that discussion made me think about it in a more thorough way than I had previously. And that thought led me to create this list I am about to present to you.

It’s a list of my influences. Not every single influence, but the top ten films that in some way led me to make the choices I made for this specific project. Some of these films have influenced me in a very general way and could be listed as an influence for anything I create. Or in one case, it was a single shot in a single scene that led my to a stylistic decision for half of my film. Either way. It’s a brief glimpse into my head that I’m writing as much for your entertainment as I am for my own desire to express myself.

With that I shall begin. Here now: My top ten most personally influential films of the moment. Presented in a rough order of what exactly their influence has been.

In The Mood For Love (2000) dir. Wong Kar Wai , cinematography Chris Doyle.
Set in Hong Kong, In The Mood For Love tells the story of a man and woman who engage in a hopeless love affair. Brought together by the affair that their spouses are having, trapped by the constraints of propriety, their great passion can never be consummated. Instead, they share save their secret to never be forgotten even as it can never be known by anyone other than themselves. For me this film is influential across the board, stylistically and narratively. The flowing cinematography, the color palette, the use of slow motion, the obscuring foreground, the use of soft focus, the framing of characters. More importantly it’s how all of these elements compliment the narrative, rather than just being used for the sake of looking pretty. From the narrative end, it’s how the story evolves, how the characters are developed, and most importantly how the love story is told.

2046 (2004) dir. Wong Kar Wai, cinematography Chris Doyle.
A rough sequel to 2000’s In The Mood For Love, 2046 continues the story of Chow Mo Wan and how he has dealt with his failed love. It follows his affairs with several female characters and explores a story he himself is writing. It has many of the same themes and stylistic choices as In The Mood For Love. For me specifically, the end of my film is a nod to a moment in this. It was also an influence in my choices for set design and helped form the color palette I ultimately chose with the help of my Production Designer.

The Bridges of Madison County (1995) dir. Clint Eastwood, cinematography Jack Green.
It’s a film I would only rate 3, maybe 3 1/2 stars on its own and as such I think it’s a great example of how even the smallest thing can be hugely important. It’s the love story between a normal farm wife and a wandering photographer. The frame story is problematic but Meryl Streep and Clint Eastwood are great as always. The moment for me in this film is brief. As they dance in her kitchen, as they act on their desire, there is one shot in this one scene that caught my eye. The framing, and most importantly how the characters are lit, were the jumping off point for the lighting scheme my DP and I designed for our entire love scene.

Osaka Elegy (1936) dir. Kenji Mizoguchi, cinematography Minoru Miki.
When A Woman Ascends the Stairs (1960) dir. Mikio Naruse, cinematography Masao Tamai.
I’m listing these both together because they are both influential in the same narrative way. The films both tell stories of women struggling with life in a world controlled by men. While melodramas, I find them more subdued than their American counterparts. They explore “women’s issues” and explore themes similar to the ones I included in my own story. Love vs. duty, freedom, independence, hope, despair, and the choices that these women must ultimately make.

Children of Men (2006) dir. Alfonso Cuaron, cinematography Emmanuel Lubezki.
This could possibly be the most influential film for film students for the next few years. For me it actually wasn’t a huge, huge influence. My DP and I discussed it while we were talking about how we wanted to go about shooting the film in general. What it led us to was a couple of long takes and a slightly wandering camera. Both things that complimented my original ideas very nicely.

The Gleaners and I (2000) dir. Agnes Varda.
Along with Gimme Shelter, The Gleaners and I is one of my favorite documentaries. In both films the camera not only records the story being told, it gets inside of it, becomes a part of it. The Gleaners and I is a stylistic influence for me, the use of close-ups of different objects, and the personal exploration the Varda engages in. It’s as much about her own personal journey as it is about her subject. It’s a great general influence and has greatly informed my use of the close-up shot.

Umberto D. (1954) dir. Vittorio De Sica, cinematography G.R. Aldo.
One of the best (and my favorite) examples of Italian Neo-Realism, Umberto D. tells the story of an aging government worker and his small dog Flick. It’s a painful exploration of a man falling through the cracks of society. It’s sad and beautiful and moving. It influenced the writing of my dialogue, or rather, the not writing of my dialogue and leaving a good bit of room for improv with my actors. I allowed them to take their characters and make them a part of themselves. While my film is certainly not a neo-realist work, I did aim to create something rooted in something real.

Unforgiven (1992) dir. Clint Eastwood, cinematography Jack Green.
There isn’t really a specific moment of influence in this film. Rather, it’s the general look and atmosphere, the moments of quiet, how the characters develop. While Osaka Elegy and When a Women are both very definitely “women’s films”, Unforgiven is very definitely a “man’s film”. I guess having more of a male centered perspective prevented me from making my film entirely melodramatic. Mostly this influence is vague at best, a feeling rather than a specific example.

These last two films are general influences rather than specific. For me, they would go on any list anywhere about where I draw my inspiration from. In fact, when asked what my favorite film is, the last entry to this list is my answer.

L’Avventura (1960) dir. Michelangelo Antonio, cinematography Aldo Scavarda.
While it’s exact merits are often debated and questioned, some people love it while others hate it, I have been hugely affected by this film ever since my first viewing as a freshman in college. In general, it’s the way that Antonio uses his visuals to tell more of the story than any narrative device. Film is a powerful medium and I think the importance of the image is sometimes forgotten. Speaking more specifically, what it’s really about for me in this case is how the story is told. It’s all of the missing bits. Sometimes the things that are most important exist between the lines; it’s the silences that are more telling the verbal exchanges. It’s as much what is unsaid as it is what is said. I hate over telling a story and I like to have a little faith that the audience is intelligent enough to read into the parts in between.

Jaws (1975) dir. Steven Spielberg, cinematography Bill Butler.
And this is it. My answer to that questions every filmmaker gets, the question that has no easy answer. Of course I always qualify by first explaining that there are so many films, so many things I love, that it’s impossible to name just one. But if I had to pick, this movie is it. It’s narrative perfection, every element comes together to tell the story. Every moment is used, not a second is wasted. It’s the movie that made me love movies. And when I was first exploring filmmaking, first trying my hand at it, Jaws was what was there with me, encouraging me, pushing me to go just a little bit further. So while you may not be able to pick out a specific moment in my work that shows its influence, the fact that my work exists at all is evidence enough.

***

And there it is. A look inside my head. I hope you liked it! I think my 1st AC did.

Monday, November 19, 2007

Production: Introducing Tomorrow's Party



Considering the fact that this is a blog about film and filmmaking, you would think that I would talk about my projects. I'm not really sure why haven't. But yes, I have my own project. And I'm going to talk about it.

Currently I am working on putting together a five minute short film called "Tomorrow's Party". My roommate and drunken cohort Katie is helping me produce it. If I haven't driven her crazy yet... I have a feeling she may hate me by the end of it. Haha... I'm kidding... I think...

About Tomorrow's Party.

It's a screenplay that I wrote, will be directing, and am producing. When you're working on something this small you end up doing a lot of it yourself. The rest of it... I'm calling in a lot of favors. A friend from college is coming in from New York to be my DP. Various other friends are filling other crew positions. As I've mentioned all ready, my roommate is my producer. So far the only people enlisted who I didn't know previously are my actors.

It's a lot of work. It fills most of my free time. There are locations to be scouted, actors to talk to, insurance to arrange. And that was just the last three days. There's a laundry list of things to accomplish before Thanksgiving. This week.

When I stop thinking about how much I have to do, I start thinking about how I'm going to be able to afford this. By the skin of my teeth. It's incredibly stressful but I try and not let that freak me out. Because I know people who have done more than I'm doing with relatively less resources. I may be putting everything I have into this film, but I think I have enough. I think. I hope.

But that's an inescapable part of indie filmmaking. We do what we can with what we have. We may have to make sacrifices but in the end it's worth it. We've made a film. It's ours.

I'm not working in independent film at the moment but that is the world that I come from. The experiences have been frustrating, they've been painful, they've been frustratingly painful. And yet, this is the world that I come back to for my own work. Because real independent filmmaking, at it's best, is soulful. The people love what they're doing, we're passionate, and in the end our projects mean something.

Again. This is at it's best. At it's worst it can be soul sucking working. People will take advantage of you. Projects can be worthless crap. You may get nothing out of it.

Tomorrow's Party will be indie at it's best. I can say that with confidence. Because it is my project, I believe in it, and I truly appreciate everything that everyone is doing for me. I may not be able to afford to pay my cast and crew, but I do respect them. I will take care of them as best I can. I want to make this film worth it for everyone.

It's my first post-college project. My first real film. Yes, it's super short. But it's a learning experience. It's also a story I care about. Sometimes five minutes is all you need.

Tomorrow's Party is where my energy will be spent for the next three weeks (Wait, I really only have three weeks left? Now THAT is a terrifying thought). And my time. And all of my money that's not all ready going to rent or bills. But that's okay. Because we're getting this done. We're making a movie.

I'll try and keep posting updates. I can't promise anything but I'm sure there will be lots to talk about. Right now most of what I've got is stress and exhaustion. Oh yeah, and a conversation with a 75-year-old ex-rock band manager Holocaust survivor from Germany. I guess there is always that.

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Production: Effect Inaction

A picture a friend of mine took last week in front of Disney Studios in Burbank, CA.


The show I am currently working on is looking for a PA. My APOC sent an email out to the coordinators' email list asking for resumes. This was yesterday. Ever since that email went out, she's been inundated with resumes from PAs. There have been phone calls. And in every conversation, in every message, there is a note of desperation.

Please, help me, I'm out of work.



Fox announced yesterday that it was going to go ahead and air new Family Guy episodes even though show creator Seth MacFarlane is on strike. Which is an interesting choice considering the fact the MacFarlane not only is involved in the writing of the show, he does several of the voices as well.

Last Sunday Fox aired the last completed pre-strike episode. Starting this Sunday, every new Family Guy airing is being produced without MacFarlane. While Fox does technically have the right to go ahead without MacFarlane's involvement, I agree with his assessment that it's "a dick move."

To quote him directly:

"It would just be a colossal dick move if they did that,"

So what's the big deal really? Family Guy is Seth MacFarlane's show. It's been a huge success for Fox and you know it's made a ton of money. Especially on DVD sales. Family Guy is famous for being resurrected after it's tremendous performance in the DVD market.

DVDs. One of the issues of this strike. Residuals that writers receive from DVD sales. Is this starting to come together for you yet?

Fox made a huge amount of money off of Family Guy when it was released on DVD. Fox continues to make a huge amount of money off of the show with new episodes, continued DVD sales, etc. And not only do they refuse to even consider sharing the profit with the creative talent behind the show, rather than respect the creator of this show that has turned them a substantial profit, the network and studio execs choose instead to go on without him.




So now I sit here in my office, look out over LA, and listen to the desperate phone calls.

"I heard you need a PA? Did you get my resume? Where can I send it?"

For one of these people there may be a job. For the rest? There will be uncertainty and frustration as they watch their job prospects fade away. The longer this strike lasts, more productions will shut down, and more PAs will being making these desperate phone calls to the few shows still running.

I am incredibly glad that I made the choice I did when I was offered this job I now I have. It wasn't my only option but it is the only one that currently still exists. If I had chosen differently I would be the one making the desperate phone calls rather than listening to my APOC answer them.

It all goes beyond money. It's about respect. It's about dignity. Right now, there's not much of any of that going around.

Article about Fox Airing Family Guy without MacFarlane


Thursday, November 08, 2007

Thoughts: Mad Men



Now I know I don't normally talk about television shows but I feel like I need to mention how fantastic Mad Men is. It really is great. AMC did well with season 1 and I'm very excited to see what comes next in season 2. Which is scheduled for next year. Assuming things... whatever.

In the mean time AMC is running season 1 (which ended mid-October) so there's plenty of time to catch up with missed episodes.

It's just absolutely fascinating to watch. The characters are great. Even the characters who are bastards have their sympathetic moments. Oh man, and that season finale? I'm desperate for more.

I just want to spread the good television love. There's so little of it. And soon to be even less of it.

Monday, November 05, 2007

Production: WGA Strike & Functioning Chaos


Hollywoodland is all abuzz with news of the WGA strike that began this morning at 12:01. After months of getting nowhere, it's not a huge surprise that the WGA decided to strike. The big issues involve residuals with DVD sales, internet distribution, and other new media. Basically, the writers are getting the shaft and the producers don't want to fix the situation.

All that background, you can look up online.

What I'm really interested in talking about is what this strike means for those of us not directly involved but still very much so effected by this strike.

I'm obviously not in the WGA (...yet?) and I don't really know any writers. So I can't say what this is like for them. I don't know how this is going to effect them. Depending on how long this strike lasts (the 1988 one lasted 5 months), what will happen to them? They'll be out of work, sitting around, and waiting.

As lame as that is for them, I totally get it. I'm very much so on the side of the writers in this. I mean, you know people are making money off of the free downloads of television shows available on most networks's websites. So why should the writers not get residuals? People should receive fair compensation for the work that they do. Currently that's not happening. If a strike is what's needed to fix it then by all means strike.

But how will this strike effect the rest of us in production?

For me personally, probably not all that much until maybe January when the job I am currently working ends. I'm in the very comfortable position of being employed by a reality show that currently has no writers. No writers, no strike, production continues unfazed. An excellent situation for paying my rent.

In January, if the strike is continuing, my plans for future employment will probably change. I was hoping to possibly jump onto a different show where several people I know work. That probably won't happen with a strike because that show will probably not go into production. I was also hoping to possibly jump onto a feature. That may or may not happen. If I can get onto a certain one that is already in production, it'll happen. Otherwise, there probably won't be any features for me to jump on to.

What else will I do? Well, I'll have a month or two long vacation before production on my current show begins again. I'll stay in reality. Which isn't terrible. I just need to make sure I save enough over the next two months to be able to pay rent and live off of should that happen. I need to make sure I can afford to take a two month vacation. Considering I won't have any other options.

So that's what this strik means for me.

What does it mean for my roommate, who is currently working on a scripted sitcom?

The show that she is currently working on prepared somewhat for this strike. They have a small backlog of episodes ready to go. Three actually. So they're guarenteed another four or five weeks of production to shoot those three episodes. If the strike is still going at that point?

My roommate is then out of a job. And uncertain about what job she may find next. She may be able to find a feature already in production. She's interviewed with on already. But there won't be much.

We'll be out of work at the same time but at least I know I'll definitely have work to go back to.

It may turn out to not be a big deal though. At this point, who can say? Certainly not us here at the bottom. I don't even think those at the top, in the middle of the negotiations, have any idea either.

It may not be a cheerful Christmas in Lala land this year. And we haven't even gotten to the DGA or SAG negotiations coming up next year.

It's an interesting time to be in Hollywood. That is for sure.

Saturday, October 20, 2007

Thoughts: 30 Days of Night


So after a long and stressful week I wanted something fun but quiet to occupy my Friday night. I figured, I'm feeling a little icky, what better to make me feel better than Josh Hartnett and vampires? Right?

Wrong. Now yeah, that was what one might call a MISTAKE.

It sucks when a movie looks so fun and turns out to be so terrible. The trailers for 30 Days still look good to me, even after I've watched it. It's the same as it was with Spiderman 3. The trailers look great, the movie falls way short. At least with 30 Days the craptacularness that was the movie didn't ruin a trilogy. I'm still disappointed by how bad Spiderman 3 turned out to be...

Even cool posters couldn't save Spiderman 3

Anyway. 30 Days of Night. Terrible. But worse. Boring. I mean, really? How do manage to make a movie about vampires unleashing a bloodbath upon an unsuspecting town boring? That's not an easy task. But 30 Days succeeds. I really almost walked out. Several times. And even though i stayed, I kept checking my watch. It just dragged on and on and on.

It's just really bad. The acting is hideous. The characters are dumb. The gore is really, really disappointing. I may not go to a movie like this for the acting or the plot or the writing. But I do go for the gore. And when the gore and even the action fail to live up to potential. Well. You've just got nothing.

Even my love for Josh Hartnett couldn't save this movie for me. He may be pretty to look at but pretty isn't always enough.

Ben Foster is adorable. Although the black teeth are a little gross.

Of course. I must say, Ben Foster is quickly becoming one of my new favorites. For the small role he played, he is entertaining.

I definitely do not recommend 30 Days of Night. What a waste.

The movie may not have been scary but this dude was definitely creepy.

Review: Entrails of a Beautiful Woman

Originally posted at Epinions



If you’ve read some of my earlier reviews (like my horror movie top ten list or my Zombie movie list) then you may know that I’m huge fan of horror and gore and the ridiculous. This usually leads me to titles like the ones you’ll find on those lists, a variety of films from all different countries, all falling under the category of Horror. Gore, blood, violence, death and mayhem. I love it.

Of course, on my search for more gore, on my quest to find that perfect fountain of blood, I’ve unfortunately encountered films that are little too much even for me. For example, I do not like the rape/revenge sub-genre. While I can enjoy something like Takashi Miike’s Ichi the Killer or Visitor Q, I’m completely turned off by Wes Craven’s Last House on the Left.

Which leads me to director Gaira. My first encounter with him came about in a little video store in Atlanta, GA. A friend and I were perusing the foreign horror section, this store had an absurdly impressive selection, and we came across this bizarre looking VHS titled Entrails of a Virgin. Well. Knowing absolutely nothing about Gaira (yes, he goes by one name. His full name is something like Kazuo Komizu) my friend and I decided that Entrails of a Virgin combined with a bottle of Riesling were just what the evening needed.

Not so much. We ended up hitting the fast forward button a lot…

So Entrails of a Virgin was a bit of a bust for us. There were some all right parts but mostly, a little too much with the soft-core porn for our tastes.

Why then did I decide to add Entrails of a Beautiful Woman to my Netflix queue? I have no idea. I guess I never learn.

Entrails of a Beautiful Woman is a sort of sequel to Entrails of a Virgin. There are actually three movies in the series; I believe the third is called Naked Blood (that one I WON’T be watching). The plot doesn’t really follow the plot of the first movie at all. Really they have nothing to do with each other beyond the titles. And the director. And weird monsters who like to do horrible, perverse things to people. And have really disturbing bits of anatomy.

Beautiful Woman begins in a factory where a Yakuza gang is holding a young girl captive. After being gang raped and drugged up, the girl escapes and finds her way to a female doctor. The girl tells the doctor who has attacked her and then swan dives off of the roof. The doctor tracks down the Yakuza members, there’s a bit of revenge, more rape, drugs, and then… a giant gooey monster? And possibly the most disturbing Alien reference I’ve ever seen.

Beautiful Woman is advertised as being about this monster. It’s not really. The monster shows up maybe fifteen minutes before the end of the movie. Up until that happens Beautiful Woman actually does have a real plot. That plot just happens to be an excuse to make a soft-core snuff film.

Why did I forget to hit the fast forward button??

There’s really nothing redeeming about Entrails of a Beautiful Woman. If you like this particular sub-genre you might want to check it out. Or if you’re hugely curious about the gooey entrails monster. Did I mention the monster is also a transforming transvestite? Don’t ask me how that one comes about. It’s really silly.

Beyond that though. I don’t even recommend watching it for the sake of completion. Mostly it’s just long and boring with a mediocre plot and soft-core sex. I know, talking about sex is probably just going to encourage a lot people. Geez, just download some porn. You don’t need to watch this movie.

There’s not even a point in talking about the direction or acting or anything else. That’s not what this movie is about. It’s about putting beautiful women in demeaning situations designed to excite the audience and then throwing in a few gross out moments to make people go “Ew.”

I just have to note here, that when I say go “Ew,” what I mean is this: it had me squeeing rather loudly. Saying things like “Holy S***”, “What the F*…”, “They are not…”, “EEEEEEEWWW”. My roommate and her boyfriend, who were in the other room with the door closed, were very amused.

Those “Ew” moments are effective, I’m forced to admit, but not worth the time it takes to get to them. So if you’re really curious and I can’t discourage you, hit it up on Netflix and keep your remote in hand. I recommend the x8 button at least.

The DVD actually does include an interview with Gaira, which was interesting for about five minutes before I got really bored by his self-congratulatory pretentious monologue. That had nothing to with Entrails of a Beautiful Woman.

At least at that point I had the presence of mind to hit stop.

Bijo no harawata
Entrails of a Beautiful Woman
1986
68 min
Japanese with English Subtitles

Monday, October 08, 2007

Review: Eastern Promises

Cross posted at Epinions.
On the surface Eastern Promises is a story about Midwife Anna (Naomi Watts), the dead Russian girl Tatiana (Sarah-Jeanne Labrosse, voice over by Tatiana Maslany), Russian mobster Kirill (Vincent Cassel), and his mysterious driver Nikolai (Viggo Mortensen). Tatiana is brought to Anna’s ward hemorrhaging, her baby in distress. Anna look’s into the girl’s purse to find identification and instead finds a small diary. As the infant Christine is gently brought to life, Tatiana slips away from it. In an effort to locate Tatiana’s family, Anna takes the diary to her Russian uncle for translation. She also ventures into a Russian restaurant whose business card was tucked away in the diary.

Sometimes the secrets of the dead are best buried with them.

Through Anna’s efforts to translate Tatiana’s diary, two worlds that were never meant to meet collide. Middle class, normal, London is exposed to the dark corruption of the Russian mob, the Vory V Zekone.

Anna who was never meant to meet Nikolai, never meant to know what secrets are hidden behind some doors, is exposed to a dangerous desire. Exactly what it is that Anna desires however is not a simple thing. This is not a simple answer of lust. Is it a desire for Nikolai, a man who exudes sexuality impossible for any woman to ignore (including the ones sitting in the theater)? Is it a maternal desire to protect the baby Christine?

It is a desire for all of the things Anna has longed for, the things that have remained just out of reach, the things that have slipped painfully through her fingers. Anna’s wide green eyes betray all of her thoughts, she is vulnerable yet strong, passionate, and every feeling she has is there in her eyes for Nikolai to see.

By contrast, who is Nikolai? Where has he come from? What is he trying to accomplish? Whose side is he on? Some of those questions are answered, some never are. While Anna keeps no secrets, secrets are all Nikolai has. The plot may not hold many surprises, there are many developments that are easy to see coming, but the story is layered and thick. While we are given one answer, supplied certain information, there are other more subtle points that remain ambiguous. We may eventually learn what exactly Nikolai’s goal is, but he still keeps his soul hidden from us. We are let in only so much.

Eastern Promises is on the surface a violent crime thriller about the Russian mob in London. However, like the currents of the Thames, Eastern Promises reveals secrets that were never meant to stay hidden. Nikolai hides a body in the river; David Cronenberg hides more behind the blood.

This is a film for adults. There is violence, there is blood, there is sex, there are drugs. These things are not there to exploit, they are not there to titillate. David Cronenberg has created a film for a mature audience who can watch a violent fight between three men in a bathhouse and see that there is a point for the inclusion Mortenson’s naked body. Cronenberg has never been afraid of the elements that offend, has never shied away from the things that make us uncomfortable. He instead embraces them. If something creates such a passionate response in an audience, if an exposed breast or a slit throat catches people’s notice, then their use can have a powerful effect.

Cronenberg has often explored the relationship between the media and sex and violence. Until recently, he has existed on the fringes of the mainstream. He was more of a cult figure. With the success of A History of Violence and his collaboration with Viggo Mortenson, Cronenberg has come fully into the mainstream of filmmaking. Whether the mainstream is ready to fully accept him… that I cannot tell you. I’m personally pleased to see films that are created for the intelligent, thinking, adult audience.

Why is Eastern Promises such a great film? It is because of the violence. It is because of the depth. It is also because of David Cronenberg’s complete awareness of his medium and the talent that he works with. Cronenberg's direction and Viggo Mortensen and Naomi Watts's performances are combined with Steve Knight's script, Peter Suschitzky's cinematography, and Howard Shore's score. From the story telling to the cinematography to the score, every element of Eastern Promises relates to the others. They all compliment when they need to compliment and contrast when contrast is needed. Light is juxtaposed with dark, quiet with noise, passion with passion, love with duty. Eastern Promises is about family, it is about destruction and rebirth, it is about the violence of death and how that violence can give way to new life.

Eastern Promises is a film that, if we want, we can sit back and process as we would any other movie. We can watch the images, see the surface, and go home satisfied. Eastern Promises is also a film that we can read. We can actually see what is on the screen in front of us; actually hear what the characters are saying. Cronenberg gives us a film that means something and invites us to discover what that meaning is.

There is an idea. There is passion. There is art.

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Production: Having A Life


Or not having one, as the case may be. That's one of the things about this lifestyle, it can be so incredibly hard to balance life. Sometimes it's all work, sometimes it's all play. I feel like I haven't had a life outside of work in the last two months. Which I know that I have had a choice, there have been plenty of nights where people have asked me to do things. It's just that after working a fourteen hour day, going out for drinks with the ADs (Assistant Directors) is the last thing I want to do.

Sometimes though, life outside of work cannot be ignored. This last little bit has been almost completely about my non-professional life. Specifically, moving. That's right. Last weekend I moved from my apartment in Burbank to a little house down near the Marina.

Which brings us back to balance. In some ways this move doesn't make much sense in terms of work. While my apartment in Burbank wasn't convenient for much other than Warner Brothers or Universal, a lot of work happens on that side of the hill. Almost nothing goes on in the Marina. It is great if you're working in Culver City, at Culver Studios or Sony. I personally also think it's easier for anything on this side of the hill but that possibly is only personal opinion.

As much as we like to think so, life is not all about work. The balance here is finding a place where I want to live, where I will enjoy the little free time I have, where I won't go insane between jobs. Where I can bike to the beach... If you're going to live in California you may as well live by the beach, right? Right.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Production: Changing Toner



I spend a lot of my time playing with copy machines. Making copies, unjamming paper, dealing with staples, and adding toner.

I just finished adding toner to our machine and my hands were black. My nails still are.

Oh toner. Do you have any idea how many times I've found myself covered in toner? So so many. Hands, face, clothing. Head to toe. The worst are the toner cartridges like the one pictured above. No matter how careful you are, they make a mess. And if there happens to be a problem where the toner goes in, a broken copier, you're just screwed.

Yes, I have a toner story.

It was my first week on my first feature as a PA. I was attempting to make copies of script pages and the copier decided to give me an "Add Toner" message. I figured this was something I could handle, how hard could adding toner to copy machine be really? I could totally do this.

I ask the Production Secretary where the replacement toner is and I get to it. I pull out the cartridge, follow the instructions, so far so good. There is some shaking, some patting, and I'm ready to go.

Er, right.

I try to dump the toner into the machine. It doesn't seem to be going anywhere. You're supposed to be able to see the level of toner in the cartridge decrease. I see no such thing. So I'm thinking maybe it's emptied and I just don't know what I'm looking for.

Oh boy am I wrong. When I pulled that cartridge off of the copier... toner everywhere! Crap.

I clean up the mess and try it again. Still no luck but at least this time I know what to expect when pulling the cartridge off and manage to not make another mess.

Two goes and the copier is still out of toner. It's time to ask for help. The secretary joins me at the copier. The two of us together still can't get it to go but we at least manage to keep the mess to a minimum. Of course at this point, between my first spill and the subsequent failed attempts we've managed to waste about a quarter of the toner.

As the secretary and I are about to give up and call the maintanence guy, the APOC happens to walk by on the way to the restroom. He sees us struggling with the toner and decides that he can make it work where we have failed. Whatever. We step aside. The secretary returns to her desk to finish whatever she had been working on.

He goes through the shaking and patting and dumping. He has the cartridge on the copier, he starts to pull it away, I see what he's doing...

"Wait! That's going to spi..."

Toner. Everywhere.

He takes one look at the mess, looks up at me, laughs, and runs away.

"What the hell? I'm telling everyone you made this mess!"

He spares me one glance over his shoulder and grins.

"You go right ahead honey." And he disappears into the men's room.

I get to clean up the mess. At least ten people walk by and see me knee deep in toner.

"What did you do to the copy machine??" I get that question more than once.

"It wasn't me!"

Once the mess is cleaned up I call the service guys and make a sign warning people that the machine is out of service.

OUT OF SERVICE.
THE APOC EXPLODED THE TONER.
SERVICE COMING MONDAY.

Done and done.

Monday, September 24, 2007

Production: Climbing the Fence



First I must apologize for the lack of posts over the last week or so. As happens, when I'm working I just don't always have the time or energy for things like this blog. And in the case of last week, there were several things going on that made posting not happen.

That being said, on to a story. I love the stories that I have to share. Production work leads to some wacky, ridiculous situations that even those outside the production world can enjoy. Here's one of them.

I know I've mentioned several times that runs are a big part of my job as a PA. We go on a lot of runs for a lot of different things and the ones that I hate the most are the deliveries to people's homes. Finding residences is always a pain in the ass. Navigating neighborhoods, finding apartments, parking, it just takes forever and it's so incredibly easy to get lost. Plus half the time people live out in the middle of nowhere. As an APOC I worked with once put it, I don't want to drive to f*in Cartegena.

This particular run was a script delivery (we had revised script pages for the following day) to an actor's home. This particular actor happened to be out that evening at an Emmy dinner so the plan was to leave the envelope with the new pages at his door. He would get them whenever he got home and be able to prepare for the following day.

Good plan. Except.

I arrive at his apartment complex around 8 pm on a Saturday night. It's a completely gated complex. There is no guard, there are just lots of gates. And they are all locked.

Great.

My first thought is, well, maybe there's some sort of lobby area with mailboxes and I
could leave it there. I walk all around the complex. No luck. There's nothing.

My second thought is, well, maybe someone will come home and I can sneak through behind them. About five minutes go by and someone does indeed return home. I oh-so-stealthily walk up behind their car and get into the driveway area. However, the very clever designers of this particular complexforesaw the possibility of this sneakiness. The driveway area was completely separated from the rest of the complex. It got me to people's garages but nothing else.

I briefly contemplated climbing up the fire escape on the roof. But where would that have really gotten me? Other than on someone's roof...

Defeated, I left the driveway area and made my way back to the pedestrian gate. After staring at the gate hopelessly for around ten minutes, seconds away from admitting defeat and calling my boss, thought three occurred to me.

My third thought is, well, I could totally climb that fence.

Other than one jean ripping incident as a kid I've always been a pretty good fence climber.

Keys and cell phone safely secured in pockets, script clutched firmly in hand, I begin my ascent. It was actually a pretty easy fence and I made it to the half way point pretty quickly.

But of course this story can't end that easily. Before I start to climb over the top, I hear footsteps. Someone is approaching. Now that is exactly what I need. To be arrested for breaking and entering while trying to just deliver these stupid script pages.

I quickly climb down and hope that whoever it is that is approaching has maybe not seen me and that if they have that they are, pretty please, not a cop (I really didn't want to deal with even just a rent-a-cop. Not on my Saturday night!).

Through the shrubbery I see a little grey haired head making it's way towards me. It doesn't turn, it doesn't even pause, it just comes straight at the gate.

This guy is either leaving or he's definitely witnessed my fence climbing antics. With my luck I'm guessing he's seen me.

He walks up to the gate and stops. In an incredibly thick Russian accent he asks, "Oh, is the gate not working?"

Really?

"Um, actually, I'm just trying to make a delivery and the person I'm seeing isn't home."

"Oh, Okay, I can let you in."

And with that he opens the gate. And walks on his merry way.

I waste no time in delivering my script pages and getting out of there. It is a Saturday night after all. And at 9pm, the night is not over yet.

Friday, September 14, 2007

Production: Studios, Boredom, and Ambition



One of the coolest things about all of the runs I have to do is that I get to visit all of the studios. I've been on Warner Brothers, Universal, Sony, Fox, Paramount. I worked on the Universal lot for two weeks and yeah. Golf carts are awesome. Free tour of the backlot anyone?

Universal is huge. Sony is smaller, I've actually been able to walk rather than drive around there. There is a lot of construction going on there right now. It's craziness. Paramount and Fox I've seen less of. WB I like a lot. It's nice, it's easy to get around once you figure out where the buildings are, and it's pretty. I'm a fan of trees.

I still get a kick out of telling people that I get to work on the lots. It's neat.

There is the coolness of the lots. And then there is boredom. Oh boredom. Being a PA can be so incredibly boring sometimes. When there aren't runs to do or copies to make... there can be a lot of down time. I hate the boredom part of my job. It seems that with these last couple of shows I've worked on there has been a lot of the boring. I'm ready for something more exciting and challenging.

Which I will hopefully find soon. I'm ready to work on something bigger, something huge and crazy and complicated. I have a possibility. It's just all a matter of timing. And whether or not the coordinator liked me. But I will find out in a couple of weeks. Maybe then my problem of boredom will be solved.

Either way, I'm just about ready to not be a PA anymore. Which may sound like a weird thing to say. Because really, who ever wants to be a PA? Why would you want to be at the bottom?

Being a PA isn't all bad though. It's a great place to learn. I have learned an enormous amount about production these last eight months. Being in the production office is also a great way to meet everyone. I get to meet the heads of all of the departments, the producers, sometimes the director and writers, and even the talent. I get to see what everyone else does and that helps me to figure out what I want to do.

For example, I know I definitely do NOT want to be an AD (Assistant Director). That is one crazy stressed out department right there.

Meeting people opens doors. It gives you opportunities to work in different departments, people will recommend you for jobs, someone may even want to buy your script (ok, that's maybe not so likely. But stranger things have happened).

We've said it before and we'll say it again. It's all about who you know. That "who" can be anyone though, it doesn't have to be someone big and famous and powerful. It just has to be someone who maybe has another job coming up and likes you.

I've learned. I've met. Now I'm ready to grow. Make the move up. Get that promotion. Hopefully that will happen soon. One or two more PA jobs I can deal with. Beyond that, I think the boredom may actually drive me insane.

Not that I'm not already insane. I am trying to work in the film industry after all. Where's the sanity in that?

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Production: How Networking can be a real pain in the buttoody

So, for all of you who have or are trying to get into the film buisness I'm sure you've heard the words "Networking is key." This always scares the shy at heart for we were never good at saying "hi" to someone just because they might be able to get us somewhere.
You try to think of it as making friends then. But that too can get tricky.
I know this girl who is trying to get into the camera department (don't read into this). Unfortunatly when ever she works on a show with a new crew someone in her department hits on her. This makes "networking" difficult. How are you supposed to keep in contact with the head of your department without him thinking you like his advances. She's told him she's with someone and she's told him she just wants to be friends but the advances keep coming. There is a potiental job for her coming up but she wont get it unless she keeps in contact with this prosuer. Poor girl. What is she to do.

Monday, September 10, 2007

Review: 3:10 To Yuma

Cross posted at Epinions



3:10. It’s the time the train to Yuma Prison arrives in Contention. The air is silent. The men are still. The guns are cocked. The clock is ticking. Praying won’t stop time. 3:10 is coming. Death may be coming with it.

3:10 To Yuma is remake of the 1957 Glenn Ford film and both versions are based on the story by Elmore Leonard. It is the story of gunman Ben Wade and rancher Dan Evans. Wade is caught after robbing a Pinkerton coach with his gang. Evans volunteers to join the posse escorting Wade to Contention. As they move closer to Contention and the 3:10 train, as Wade’s gang closes in on them, as they face a myriad of other difficulties in the wild west, it all comes down to a battle of wills between Wade and Evans. When it’s no longer about the money that will save Evans’s dying ranch, will Evans still make that walk to the train with Wade? When the guns are all pointed in his direction and death seems like the only option, will Evans still make his stand?

What makes a hero? Where is the line between right and wrong? When both sides are comprised of evil men, where do you make your stand? What do you fight for? What do you die for?

3:10 is about the battle of wills; it is about these two characters, men so different that they may actually be a bit the same. Russell Crowe is Ben Wade and Christian Bale is Dan Evans. If you’re not convinced to go see this movie right there, well, you should be. While I’m not always a fan of Crowe I think he is perfect for the Western genre. He has a roughness about him, that dangerous gleam in his eye. He belongs in the untamed, lawless lands, of the old west. He looks like a gunslinger. Christian Bale on the other hand is just brilliant. He is one of the best actors working today and I will see him in pretty much anything. Put the two of them together and nothing else matters. What you are going to see will be brilliant.

Not to say that it is going to be perfect. 3:10 To Yuma is not. There are a lot of problems with the film. I really was not a fan of the script for one thing. I don’t think it was very well written, there were a few plot elements that didn’t work for me, character development wasn’t great. The only thing that saves the story is the performances by the two lead actors. If it wasn’t for Crowe and Bale this would have been a mediocre film at best.

The other performances are all solid. Logan Lerman (The Butterfly Effect) is good as Dan’s son William. Ben Foster’s performance as Wade’s second in command, the psychopath Charlie Prince, is right up there with Crowe’s and Bale’s. Peter Fonda, Dallas Roberts, Alan Tudyk (Serenity), Gretchen Mol, and Kevin Durand are all solid as well. I think Mol, Lerman, and Benjamin Petry, who plays Dan’s younger son Mark, would have all benefited from better writing. As it is they’re all good. They just could have been better. The same goes for several of the other actors.

There is a tense moment when Wade and Evans have taken cover from gunfire. They crouch low together, catching their breaths. Evans is filthy and bleeding, Wade has been shot. Evans looks at Wade and tells him that he is not stubborn. He tries to explain to Wade why saving a small piece of dessert land is so important to him, what it means. Wade’s response? “Why are you telling me this?” Evans: “I don’t know.”

My point exactly. Why are we being told these things? A major flaw of this script is how much is just told to us through dialogue. I don’t want to be told about it, I want to see it. I want the story to evolve out of the visuals and the actions. I don’t want to be told who these men are. I want to discover who they are, I want to believe. Telling me story after sad story doesn’t help me get into a character’s head. His actions do that. It’s the bits that are unsaid that make a character into something more.

The cinematography and direction are not the best either. Director James Mangold and cinematographer Phedon Papamichael do not impress me. They did a great job working together on Walk The Line. However, for this film I don’t feel like they really grasped the needs of the story. I don’t really like a lot of the handheld, shaky camera work, especially during the beginning sequence. I found it to be incredibly distracting and off-putting. This improves as the film goes on but I don’t think the visuals are ever as good as they can be. There are a couple of explosions, one of which I definitely did not need. And as much shooting as there is, I almost wanted there to be more (more shooting but a little less gory blood. I like gore but here it felt unnecessary). Of course, that does go back to character development. At the end I did understand what they were going for but I’m still not sure I like how they went about it.

I did really enjoy the music though. The score by Marcos Beltrami is fantastic. It’s the kind of music you want to hear in a western. It complements the action and sets the tone. It just fits.

As a fan of westerns, especially Clint Eastwood’s, there was no way I was not going to see this movie. Especially with it’s cast. While I do think it could have been better, in the end I am happy with it. Again, that is almost completely due to Russell Crowe and Christian Bale. I’ve been a fan of Crowe in the western genre ever since Sam Raimi’s Quick and The Dead. I’ve been a fan of Christian Bale since I was a kid watching Newsies. Seeing them together is an absolute pleasure. 3:10 To Yuma is worth it for that alone.

Thursday, September 06, 2007

Production: Saying No (and Speaking Too Soon)


Sometimes you just have to say "No."

It just sucks when you have to say "No" to a job offer. Especially when you don't necessarily have another job.

Yesterday I recieved a call from an APOC (Assistant Production Office Coordinator) about a job. Unfortunately, they needed someone to start today. I don't finish this pilot until tomorrow. You're probably thinking, "but you gave up almost a month's worth of work for two days??" Yes, yes I did. Even if it would have meant working for another few weeks, I have an obligation to my current production. I started here with the understanding that I would work until we wrap. We don't wrap until tomorrow so I am obligated to work here until tomorrow.

Sure, my coordinator may have understood (I'm actually sure she would have), but leaving a job early is just bad form. It is not a habit you want to get into. And leaving with no notice, that's just not cool. I mean, sometimes a better opportunity comes up and you would be insane not to take it. There is a correct way to go about that though. And given a decent amount of notice is key.

Getting called at 4 pm to start the next morning... that's not really enough time to give proper notice. It's just unfortunate that they couldn't have waited until Monday. I easily could have started on Monday.

In a case like this, I just have to suck it up and figure that it wasn't meant to be. It sucks but what can you do? I like the people I'm working with, I might like to work with them again, and I don't want to be a jerk. Especially two days before we finish.

Oh well. Maybe I'll get a job on the new GI Joe movie they're making instead.

[Edit] Only hours after writing this post, I get a call back from the Coordinator. Apparently they decided they could wait until next week after all. I start with them on Tuesday. How excited am I? Oh very. And bonus, a crew member I was just working with on this pilot will be on this next feature as well. He's an awesome guy and I'm really looking forward to seeing him around set again. You really can speak too soon.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Thoughts: Here On Earth


I hate this movie. Absolutely, completely, totally HATE this movie. Normally, it's not the type of movie I would bother with. I am not a fan of the melodramatic teen drama romances. But I took a chance on this one because of the cast. Leelee Sobiesky, Chris Klein, Josh Hartnett. Especially Josh Hartnett. Have I mentioned my Josh Hartnett obsession yet? I'm a little bit in love, have been since... The Faculty. High School. Some crushes die hard.

Anyway, I watched it for the cast. I really wish I hadn't.

What's so bad about it? The script. The acting (even good actors can give poor performances). The cheesy direction. The bad music. The lame plot. The fact that it just never makes me care. About any of it. And the melodramatic, overly emotional, ending.

It's all about making the audience cry, but why should we shed tears for people we don't care about?

Whatever. Don't watch it. Please.

Production: Wrap of a Pilot


The office I've been working in for the last month is wrapping. We've finished shooting so now we're taking inventory, boxing stuff up, finishing paperwork, clearing the place out. What I'm doing... mostly nothing.

There really isn't much for me to do at the moment. I've taped up a few boxes. I've gone on a few runs. Yeah...

After today there are only two days left. Which is good and bad. Good in that I'm a fan of having some time off. I've been working for the last two months and spent the two months before that incredibly stressed out while trying to find work. And then before that I was working, a lot. And now I feel okay about taking a break, mentally at least.

Bad in that I can't really afford to take the time off. I need to keep working, or at least start working again soon. Especially if I want my plans for the fall to work out. So hopefully I'll get a good phone call in the next week or two. Hopefully. Something will come up.

But back to wrap. Wrap is boring. Wrap can be hell (it was on the last show I wrapped). Wrap in the office is the part of production that you just don't look forward to and can't wait to finish. Even if all that waits for you at the end of it is unemployment. And personally, I hate packing boxes.

Countdown to Unemployment: 2 days 2 hours 30 minutes (more or less)

Sunday, September 02, 2007

Thoughts: Superbad



Yay for Labor Day and three day weekends! I decide to escape LA for a couple of days and visit my little brother out in Phoenix. Sometimes it's good to get away. And when I have three days with nothing to do... why not?

Anyway, I got into town yesterday and last night my brother and I decided to go see Superbad. Finally. I've been really wanting to see it. After Knocked Up and all of the reviews it's been getting, Superbad was definitely near the top of my To See list.

It didn't disappoint. I have a soft spot for teen high school movies and Superbad is another good one. People have been comparing to the likes of Dazed and Confused (one of my favorites) and I think the comparison is a fair one. While it's not quite as good, it's certainly an excellent little flick. It kept me laughing pretty much constantly, even if the plot does stall occasionally.

I also have to say that Seth Rogan is one of my new favorites. He's brilliant. And sort of adorable. Good times.

So yeah, Superbad. It's great. Check out. Definitely good summer comedy fun.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Production: In Which We Shoot A Pilot

Today was again fairly slow for the production office. I sat around a lot, I talked to people, I sent some emails. I did a little bit of work. There were a few runs, one script delivery, I made sides and copied call sheets. I dropped stuff off for accounting at Entertainment Partners here in Burbank.

This all sounds terribly exciting, doesn't it?

Looking at the bigger picture though, today was great. We made our day, we wrapped on time. People were happy. That's a good thing. Being that this is such a tight schedule not making our days is a bit of a problem. If we don't shoot a scene on the day that it's scheduled... well, there's not really anywhere else to put it. That's why we ended up going so late last night. We had to make up for the scenes we missed on Monday.

But now we're all caught up. Hopefully tomorrow and Friday will go well. And then we'll be done. Shooting at least. And next week the production office will be done. And all that will be left will be post.

This is so fast. Really.

I still don't have another job lined up yet. But there are possibilities now and I'm talking to people who can possibly employ me at some point in the near future. So I'm stressed out but not freaking out. Yet. We'll see what comes up. Ideally I'll find a feature to work on. I really am ready to get back on a film. TV is okay, working is great, but film is what I love.



To get completely off topic for a second, my roommate and I adopted two kittens last weekend and they finally came home from the vet today. They are adorable and I absolutely love having them here. It's fabulous having pets again. I know, nothing to do with film. But kitties are cute! So there.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Production: DIY Filmmaking, Strike Anywhere, And Exhaustion


DIY - Do It Yourself. Low budget, guerrilla, all about the art. At least, that's the ideal. DIY
is a movement, sort of, of indie filmmakers who are bypassing the traditional Hollywood system, taking advantage of affordable technologies, and just getting their movies made. In the best examples it's honest, real, uncompromised, art. In the worst examples, it's a bunch of hacks taking advantage of their friends. For the most part, it's amazing.

Strike Anywhere Films - An indie production company specializing in ultra low budget DIY
productions. I worked with them last fall (they happen to be personal friends of mine) on a feature in San Francisco. It was an absolutely amazing experience. I would do anything to help these guys out and that's what makes it work. For Strike Anywhere, it's not about the
profit, it's about bringing the unique visions of their filmmakers to life. I worked with them on City On A Hill, Amy Seimetz's original story of love and revolution. Currently, they are working on a feature directed by Barry Jenkins (who I've heard much about but have yet to
meet) called Medicine For Melancholy. If that title sounds familiar, you might just be a fan of Ray Bradbury.

Either way, you should really check these guys out. They can be found at Strike Anywhere
Films
. And if you like what you see, you should help them out with their DIY odyssey and buy a shirt.

Exhaustion - My current state. And it's only the second day of shooting. Oi. While today was long, it was actually fairly uneventful for me. A couple of little runs, some sides making, locking the door at the end of the night. That was more or less it. We have three more shooting days and then a week of wrap and then we're done. Pilots really are fast.

Of course, since this is such a fast show, I now have to look for more work. Again. Have I mentioned that this is the worst part of working in this industry? The constant job searching. I enjoy the randomness but a little security and stabilitly would be nice every once in a while. Knowing that I'll be able to pay all my bills... Ya know.

For now though, I'm just going to finish this post and grab some sleep. While my morning isn't as early as most of the crew's (I have the late shift in the office) it's still pretty early. And my days are just as long as everyone else's.

Sunday, August 26, 2007

Review: Double Jeopardy

Originally posted at
Epinions



A word of advice: If you ever find yourself trapped in a confined space, wasting oxygen with your lighter may not be the best plan.

That being said, if you find yourself sitting on the couch on a Sunday morning with no particular plans for the day, there are worse things you could do than watch Double Jeopardy.

The 1999 thriller starring Ashley Judd and Tommy Lee Jones isn’t incredible but it’s not terrible either. Libby Parsons (Judd) is sent to prison after being accused of murdering her husband Nicholas (Bruce Greenwood). While serving her time she realizes that her husband is, in fact, alive. This sets her off on a six-year plan to track him down and find her son, Matty. When she skips out on her parole, her parole officer Travis Lehman (Jones) chases her cross-country in an attempt to bring her back. This eventually leads them all to a big show down in New Orleans.

Realism is not this movie’s strong point. While I’m not a lawyer, I’m going to go ahead and guess that the movie’s premise isn’t quite how the law works. The whole plot of the movie is built around the title idea of Double Jeopardy, which states that a person cannot be tried for the same crime twice. Which is true. However, I’m not convinced Libby would get away with murdering her husband a “second” time. Technically, it wouldn’t be the same crime.

But Travis is a lawyer and he says it would work. So it must be true.

Plot is also not this movie’s strong point. It’s filled with formulas and clichés, not too mention holes. And I’m pretty sure we’ve seen Tommy Lee Jones in this role before. Perhaps in a little film called The Fugitive? The plot is not terribly original, it’s pretty contrived, and you more or less know what’s going to happen when you watch the trailer.

Why should you watch this movie then? Well, if you’re looking for something thought provoking and intelligent you might want to skip it. But if what you want is entertaining filler for a lazy morning, Double Jeopardy works. Sure it’s silly but it’s also fun. With a little suspension of disbelief you’ll be okay.

What really makes it work are the performances, especially Ashley Judd’s. I really like her and she’s once again solid as Libby Parsons. She brings the right mix of vulnerability and strength to the role. Her transformation from the wife she starts as to the ex-convict she ends as is believable (even if the prison segment is not). Also good is Tommy Lee Jones. His character isn’t incredibly interesting and, like I’ve already mentioned, not a far departure from the character he played in The Fugitive. Jones is fine though. I think he’s a great actor and he is always at least watchable. Even when he isn’t given much to work with.

As silly as the plot is, it is still fun to watch Judd and see what her character is going to do next. How exactly will she track down Nick and Matty? Once she gets to New Orleans, how will she make her way into the glittering upper-crust world Nick now inhabits? What will she say to get that skeazy guy in the library to stop hitting on her?

Fun and entertaining are the key words for this film. It’s not great but it’s not completely awful either. There’s some action, there’s some suspense, and the main characters are at least likeable. This might be a movie that appeals more to a female audience than a male one, with the whole lead character being a woman and the motherhood thing and all that, but I think it has enough action that men won’t be completely bored.

Hey guys, at least it’s not Dirty Dancing again. This movie has guns!

I might be inclined to go with a two and half star rating if that was possible. As it is I’ll go ahead and bump it up to three. I’m in a giving mood today.

I wasn’t watching the DVD but from what I know about it, I don’t believe there is all that much in the way of special features or anything. I think it’s one of those things that if you like the movie, the DVD is cheap enough for the buying. Personally, it’s one I would pass on.

Friday, August 24, 2007

Production: Life of an Office PA

On a run in my car Holly. I spend a lot of time with my Holly.


I am an office PA. At least, at the moment I am. Being freelance my job title is subject to change on a regular basis. For example, on my last job I was the Production Secretary.

But here, now, at this moment, I am a PA. PA. What does that even mean?

Production Assistant.

Office Production Assistant. To be precise. There's a difference between an Office PA and a Set PA. Or any other type of PA for that matter.

PAs are at the bottom of the food chain in the world of production (or almost, there are always interns after all). We basically do whatever needs to be done. Depending on the project and the department and a million other variables, our job can entail a wide variety of responsibilities. Or lack there of.

That's all generally speaking. I want to go a little more specific than that. Dive a little deeper if you will. Tell you what it's like being an Office PA. Not any other kind.

In film and television production, jobs differ greatly from department to department. Each has it's own responsibilities, requires its own skill sets, basically has its own things going on.

And the Production Office is where it all comes together. Every other department comes to us for their needs, we solve their problems, we make sure everything that needs doing gets done. We order equipment, we distribute paperwork, we handle insurance and travel and housing. All of the little details, they come to us.

As an Office PA, I'm part of the production team. I'm here to do whatever random thing may need doing. What kind of things are those? Let's make a list, shall we?

1) Runs - I drive around, I pick stuff up, I drop things off. I get the actor from his hotel and bring him to set. I take him back to his hotel. I drive sixty miles to deliver scripts to Executives homes. Runs kind of suck.

2) Phones - Answering them. Fast. On the first ring. Everytime. And taking good, detailed messages. Every time.

3) Copies - Scripts, call sheets, crew lists, travel movements, deal memos, petty cash reciepts, production reports, etc. The list goes on forever. I fight with copy machines, a lot. I also get to know the service guys very well. And how many times have I found myself covered in toner? Too many.

4) Distribution - Everybody needs to get everything. Or maybe not exactly, but it is incredibly important that people get all of the things that need to get to them. It can be a pain in the ass, but bad distro creates havoc. Better to just get it right the first time.

5) General office duties - these vary by office but can include things like keeping office supplies well stocked, shopping for craft service, making coffee, taking out trash, whatever else needs to be done.

6) Whatever else. There are so many random things that come up on a day to day basis. I can't even begin to cover it all.

And on that note, I need to go. Things in the office just got busy.

On the agenda for tonight:
-make copies of the script
-make sides
-distro the script

Only three things and yet. It's going to be a long night.

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Thoughts: Close Encounters of the Third Kind



I came home from work today to find my roommate watching Close Encounters. Naturally I sat down to join her. It's one of those movies that I've watched a million times and will happily watch a million more. Can I call it a feel good adventure story? Perhaps.

There's a reason that Stephen Spielberg is considered great and it's not War of the Worlds. His older works are still my favorites, probably always will be. And while Close Encounters doesn't quite beat out Jaws, it's near the top of my list.

Richard Dreyfuss is fantastic. I adore him. Especially in his earlier films. But I'll still watch him, it's true. And he's great in this. If you actually take a minute to look at his character, Roy really isn't always a great guy. He is overcome by his obsession, he abandons his family, runs off with another woman... Oi. But Dreyfuss makes him loveable anyway. A true hero.

Close Encounters is a classic in the science fiction genre. And it's something that you can sit down and watch with the family. Even if the hero's family is a bit broken by the end... Really though, it's a well done film, it's got great music, it's Speilberg when he was at his best.

And it's a great way to end a long and tiring day.

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Review: The Covenant

Originally posted at Epinions



Okay, I’ll admit it; I wanted to see The Covenant. I knew it was supposed to be terrible and I really wasn’t expecting much. I was looking forward to maybe a few flashy visuals and hopefully a couple of tight abs. Eye Candy. I was also suspecting that The Covenant could be a brilliant execution of camp; it could have been one of those awful films that are just so bad that you have to love them.

Unfortunately for me, my suspicion was wrong. There is absolutely nothing to love about The Covenant. Not even the abs (although they were nice, they just couldn’t make up for the awfulness of the rest of the movie).

The Covenant does have a somewhat fun premise for those of us who love horror and witches and all things dark and scary. Four boys, descendents of four powerful lines of witches, are faced with a fifth descendent, the odd boy out who has been driven mad by abuse of his supernatural power. The oldest of the four must face off against this outsider in order to protect the ones he loves and vanquish the forces of evil, thus restoring balance and order to the universe.

The only name attached to this film that might be recognizable is director Renny Harlin. Harlin has a long list of credits including quite a few recognizable titles: Mindhunters, Driven, Deep Blue Sea, Cliffhanger, The Long Kiss Goodnight, Die Hard 2 (while it was the worst in the series, it’s still a Die Hard move). Unfortunately for him, the longer he makes movies the worse his movies seem to get. The Covenant is just proof of the trend.

The story combines elements that we’ve seen before and a couple of original twists that could have almost been promising. But they weren’t. The film never takes advantage of any of the things that would have made this if not a good then a fun film. In fact, it is so flawed I’m not sure I’ll be able to cover all of the things wrong with it.

But you can bet I’m going to try.

For starters, let’s discuss the story. An interesting premise is just your start when you’re in the process of creating a film. In fact, an interesting premise happens so early in the development game that it should be a crime for a film to make it to theaters with nothing more than its premise to recommend it. In the case of The Covenant, the store never really goes anywhere. There is no interesting development, no exploration of the film’s intriguing back-story. The pacing is so horrible that three quarters of the way through I was left wondering when something was going to start happening. You know what, I don’t actually think it was a pacing problem. The thing is, there wasn’t anything there to be paced.

Moving past the lack of story, we come to the characters and the actors playing them. As far as character development goes, it’s pretty much right there with the story development in that there is none. We’re told all that we are going to be told about these characters as soon as they are introduced. It never goes any farther than that. The actors themselves, who are these kids? I have no idea. My lack of knowledge, it’s for a good reason. Steven Strait, Laura Ramsey, Sebastian Stan, et al; they’re terrible. Every last one of them. Some of the scenes were so abominably acted that I just wanted to cry. Even if the dialogue had been well written (it wasn’t), the delivery would have killed it. As much as I like abs and scantily clad men, nothing could make up for the dull performances.

I’m also not really sure whom this film was meant to appeal to. I guess adolescent boys? Girls? While it’s apparent that every actor in this film was cast for his or her looks, there are too many males in small bathing suits for this to be a boys’ film and absolutely nothing else to make this a girls’ film. The world of The Covenant is a completely male centric universe, the lead female character is nothing more than a pretty face and a hot body, and the conflict is so firmly wedged between two alpha males that no woman in her right mind would ever give a rat’s backside as to what happens.

Come on boys, we all know what this is about, just whip ‘em out already and have done with it. When all that testosterone is out of your system, then you can come talk to us again. Ramsey is lucky her character spends the climax of the film under an enchantment, it saves her from having to bare witness to the lame, macho, homoerotic chest beating that we’re subjected to.

Oh wait, that’s who this movie was made for: adolescent gay males. Those poor boys.

It does make sense though. The “sons of Ipswich”, as the four young men are flippantly referred to as, does sound like it could be the name of a boy band. They do look like a boy band.

Are they a boy band?

In one rare, brief moment of lucidity and self-awareness, the film even makes a joke of itself to that extent.

In the end, I’m still really not sure what this film was going for. I don’t think it knew what it wanted to be and that’s the crux of the problem. Instead of taking advantage of the things it had going for, all the makings of a successful camp film were there, it just floundered around aimlessly and ended up going nowhere.

Even the visuals were tired and boring.

I can’t get myself worked up about this movie in any way, positive or negative. When I finally hit the stop button on my remote the only feeling I was left with was one of indifference. I didn’t care enough to be mad about wasting my time but there was nothing redeeming about this film either.

So all I can say is: skip it. There’s no reason for anything else.

The DVD is fine. Not much to say about it either. There's some commentary, a few trailers. I think that was about it. Not that you would want to spend any of your time on more extra features with this movie anyway. A case of less is more.

Monday, August 06, 2007

Review: When A Woman Ascends The Stairs

Originally posted at Epinions



There are times when the academic in me comes out and I really want to talk about a film in the context of something greater than itself. That context may be the director’s body of work, a genre, a time period, or possibly a national cinema. Mikio Naruse’s When A Woman Ascends the Stairs is one of those films.

Why do I want to discuss it in relation to other films? Perhaps it’s the assertion that Naruse is one of Japan’s great directors; it is not unthinkable for his name to come up alongside the names of Ozu and Mizoguchi. He also has an extensive body of work spanning the decades from the early thirties to the late sixties. And while his work has been discussed in terms of his early experimental period and his later
post-war work, the themes have remained consistent throughout.

These are the reasons I would like to talk about When A Woman Ascends the Stairs beyond the experience of a single viewing.

However, there is one very good reason why I cannot. Simply, I’ve never seen another Naruse film. What I know about him, I know from reading. Ozu, Mizoguchi, Kurosawa, these directors I know, I love, and I’ve seen a number of their films. There is a lot that I can talk about. Why is Naruse different? One reason: his films are not widely available in the west. Occasionally there will be a screening, a retrospective, something of that sort, but for the most part our choices are limited. In the US we
have access to all of one of his films, When A Woman Ascends the Stairs, on DVD. If you’re lucky you may be able to find another film, Lady Chrysanthemums, on VHS. Your choices are slightly less limited in Europe but not by much.

I can’t tell you why Naruse’s films are so hard to see in the West but I can tell you that it is a shame. This is another point where I would like to discuss him in the context of his contemporaries. Since I can’t I will skip all of that and discuss When A Woman Ascends the Stairs in more limited terms.

The story of When A Woman follows Keiko, an aging bar hostess working in the Ginza district. She has reached a point in her life where she must decide between her options of marriage and the opening of her own place.Keiko is a unique woman in her world of liquor, men, geisha, family responsibility, and, those ideas that are always just out of reach, love and happiness. She tries to stay above the world around her, she never gives in to the men, but in the end, how long can a woman hold out when all of the tides are against her? And when her choice is between virtue and love, can we really blame her for giving in to either option?

When A Woman Ascends the Stairs is a melodrama. It is a sensitive exploration of the choices given to women trapped in Japan’s class system. The choices become a matter of survival. But even death does not bring freedom.Keiko is never given the option of making the right decision. Whatever path she follows, it will be wrong for someone and she has obligations to all.

While the visuals of When A Woman never moved me as much as, for example, those found in an Ozu film and while I never felt quite as invested in the fate of Keiko as I did in Mizoguchi’s heroine of Osaka Elegy, When A Woman touched me. Naruse’s Keiko becomes a sympathetic character and the themes he explores are just as important and relevant as anything found in any of our other favorite Japanese films.Naruse shows his social consciousness. We care about Keiko. There is a point to be made and by the end of the film, we get it.

Keiko is trapped in her life by the demands and social strictures of the world she lives in. Repeatedly she performs the action described by the title of the film, but her ascension is not one to be envied. She is not ascending to something greater, she finds at the top of her stairs the dead end that she can never hope to escape. Her climb is an exercise in futility. She will continue to travel up and up, finding at
the end only the same dingy bars and the same groping men.

Perhaps one day I will be able to tell you more about Naruse and his films. Until that point comes, all I can say is When A Woman Ascends the Stairs is worth your time. It’s a sad, poignant story that is still relevant for today’s audience. It may not be the greatest Japanese film I’ve ever seen but I am glad that I have seen it. And I look forward to the opportunity to discover more of Mikio Naruse.

A hint for those of you who are curious: it’s available on Netflix.

When A Woman Ascends the Stairs
1960
Japanese with English Subtitles
111 minute

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I've worked across the country on projects big and small. Everything from an indie in PA shot during the dead of winter to one of the bigger reality shows involving Models and the things they do.

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