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Thursday, August 28, 2008


For real, other than me I can't think of anyone who is going to read this.....well, maybe my mom...but other than that this post will go unread. But, here it goes anyway...

It's the end of August and that means that summer is almost over. This is one of the saddest times of the year, at least for me. No more cruising with the top down, eating ice cream, watching fireworks, making illegal fireworks out of legal ones, disc golf, BBQ's, roasting startbursts over a fire, midnight walks, hot days, cool nights, derbies, rodeo's, fairs, skipping rocks, skinny dipping...just kidding on that last one....but for real.

One more thing to bring in the end of summer is the completion of "billy was a deaf kid." It's gotten some very mixed reviews from some of the select people we've screened it to. Some love it, some like it and some hate it...which is to be expected. What's interesting is some of the people who have hated it, hated it because of how some of the characters acted...and that's interesting because we based a lot of the conversation and characters off of these people who hate it. It's funny that when people see themselves from a 3rd person perspective they don't even realize that they're looking at themselves. They think they're watching someone who is oppressive, mean, and has no likable quality to them....when really they are seeing certain aspects of their real life and they won't accept that, either consciously or subconsciously. It just goes to show that people aren't aware of who they really are. People look at movies like "the Bourne Identity" and think "I'm a lot like Jason Bourne" or they think they're Leo Decaprio in "Titanic" or Keira Nightly in "Pride and Prejudice." When really we're not these always-perfect, never-a-dull-moment, get-along-great, happily-ever-after fact, we're all less than perfect and that is what keeps us human. How many of us snap, for no reason, at the people we care about most? Are the majority of our arguments based on things worth arguing about? Or are they usually based on superficial things that if you stopped for a second and breathed in you'd wonder why you started arguing in the first place? I'm willing to bet it's almost always the latter.

There's quote at the end of the flick that I think sums up peoples reaction better than it sums up the movie:

"I used to have a girlfriend that thought I was the funniest man alive.
Whenever I went out with her and thought I was being romantic and
dashing, she simply used to roar with laughter - at everything I said and did.

This taught me a very basic, necessary lesson: that we really aren't
ourselves, and the impression we make on people is often the direct
opposite of the one we intended."

John Cassavetes

So there you go...that's then end of my rant...

I'm off to lunch.

ps here's a dead beaver I found under my porch one day:



Tuesday, August 12, 2008

if ya smoke em' got em'

I'm sure you're wondering what that little phrase means.  Well, I'll tell you the story...

Many moons ago, I was forced into shooting a lame wedding video all by myself ( I don't remember how Burke got out of it) anyway, there was this prominent Photographer there, whom I really wanted to impress for some reason.  You know how you get around people that are really good at what they do.   You want to make them think that you know your stuff as well as be very charismatic, knowledgeable and all around very funny.  ( At this very moment I'm trying very hard to be funny and interesting with the way I'm writing this, and it's totally not working.)  In any case, me and this guy are talking for minute, and we start talking about rich people and how they get everything handed to them.  Especially if they work with cameras.  They always seem to have the best of the best stuff.  Now, prior to this exceptionally terrible wedding, Burke had been using this phrase "Smoke em' if ya got em" which I thought was a sweet little term that if used correctly, could really make you sound cool.  So the whole time this guy is talking to me, I'm reciting this phrase in my head.  I actually geared the conversation toward rich people just so I could use it.  So, when a small lull entered are little chat, I spewed out the words "If ya smoke em' got em."  The guy just stared at me.  He said nothing.  I'm sure he was trying to figure out what I just said, and why I said it.  It was awkward, so I turned and walked away.

It's been years now, and I still feel stupid.  That's pretty terrible.

We are at the final stages of editing "Billy was a deaf kid" and we think it's turned out to be a great film.  It's a little long coming in at 100 minutes, so now we are going through and cutting stuff out, to make it a cool 90 minutes.  Our buddy Spack keeps telling us that he'll turn any movie off if it goes past the 90 min mark.  And well, we must keep the kid happy.  

The big fest's deadlines are fast approaching so we might be pulling some all-nighters here to get her done by next week.

We'll post a mock trailer soon...