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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.

About This Thing

This blog is about film and life in the wonderful world of LA. I'm a filmmaker just getting started; I'm navigating my way through the industry, trying to find work, and sometimes even managing to make a living.

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.

I also just love doing things*. I'm a writer, aspiring director, wannabe photographer and cook. I waste too much time on the internet and sometimes all I want to do is hang out with my dog.

Stick around and chances are you'll catch me writing about it all.

*I use the word "thing" a lot. An inappropriate amount. I can't help it. There are just so many different things to talk about. And I just kind of like it.