You are looking at 1 of only 2 production stills from my new movie project titled: Wood, Steel, Plastic. Once it is done and has been submitted to USC or CalArts or both for consideration of admission to film school, I will be posting it probably on You Tube. The shooting of the film is nearly completed and I have a few more scenes to shoot before editing can begin. That's my homie Henry and he was a real sport. We woke up real early a couple times and with the help of my buddy Shanks, we were out at the crack of dawn making movie magic on Hermosa Beach and slugging down Irish car bombs with Sean Young afterwards. What a treat! I'm in a better mood now that Paris Hilton is back behind bars. I certainly feel safer and would only feel evan safer if she were sharing a cell with Osama bin Butthole in a dark, secret CIA prison in Turkey. I have been caught up playing the XBOX 360, which Henry brought into town and now i must reignite the synapse in order to get back to reading and studying film. That should explain the stagnant state of my reading and viewing lists. But, truth be told that Dead Rising is the shit! Especially if you are as big a fan of horror movies as I am, especially the zombie ones. I played a bunch of other games on the system including a few first person shooters but, Dead Rising is awesome! Also, I was impressed by the system's speed and graphics. Nice stuff but, till the price drops below $200, including a hard drive and a game, Bill Gates can kiss my Cuban ass.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Thursday, June 07, 2007
Justice is so hot!

Sunday, June 03, 2007
Yes there is a Doctor in the house!

Writing is taking up alot of my time and working on my films has been a nightmare, especially since the software I'm using is harder than Ron Jeremy in a room full of blonds and less user friendly. I have been working late into the dawn and produced very little, but that is better than most writers are capable of. Most days I resemble the fella in the picture, but for me, forward is the only direction in which the shark can move. I'll take an 8 hour stretch at the keyboard with nothing to show for it, over 8 seconds @ a cubicle, with a fat paycheck, a cup of starbucks and an employee of the century parking space any fucking day of the week. god bless those who do it, but this kid's moved on to greener pastures; so you can keep yer pursuit of the perfect SUV, yer flow charts and action item reports. My parachute ain't golden, in fact the fucking thing has holes in it; but, i'd rather hit the ground and feel the rush, then glide through it all and say it was a snooze fest.
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