Sunday, August 29, 2004

Hero.

Finally saw a movie worth writing about on Karl's Entertainment Division.



I walked into Hero with as little knowledge as possible of what I was about to see. Knew it was produced by Tarantino and that Jet Li was in the midst of it all. So steeling myself for another violent film, I sat through the 20 mins of dumb trailers and commercials. Boy, was I taken by surprise.



It was fantastic. Captivating on many levels. I think "beautiful" is the best word I could use to describe it. The cinematography and symbolism were breathtaking; the sparse dialogue was well-written and demanded emotionally moving performances by the actors; and the fight scenes, while technically impressive, struck me more by the beauty and elegance of the movements. The plot pays tribute to Kurosawa and Rashomon, but doesn't overdo it. When there is violence and bloodshed, still, the only appropriate word is "beautiful".



I'm planning on seeing it again. There was a great deal of colour symbolism in the film that I couldn't fully comprehend; perhaps from a lack of cultural perspective. Kurt and I argued for a solid hour about the meaning of the colours. Was it Eastern symbolism? Western symbolism? Just plain asthetic? (shrug) You'll see what I mean when you see it.



I'd like to say a lot more but it would give too much of it away. Just go and see it. Hopefully you'll enjoy it as much as we did.



loveyalots,

kare

Monday, August 16, 2004

Show Time for "Expended"

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As I stated last time here is the current showtime of "Expended", the short film I helped in the making of.



"Expended" (7 min. 40 sec.)



Date: Tuesday, August 17, 2004



Time: some time between 9pm-10pm



Venue: The ANZA Club (3 West 8th Avenue

Vancouver, B.C., V5Y 1M8)



Cover: $5



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If there are any questions then you know how to reach me.



Dave: If I'm mistaken about this info, TELL ME!!!



Later Days.



End Transmission.

Sunday, August 15, 2004

Caffeine, Nicotine, Sleep Deprivation, and Sugar. Fuel for 48 hours.

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I just got home after seeing the final cut for the gong show that was my first experience as part of a 48 Hour Film Fest crew. This was actually better than what I expected. Considering I woke up at 3am on Sunday to everyone that was present in a worried fervor about the rough cut. By that time I could finally feel my body breaking down on me. It complimented the fact I've turned off my brain long before, and relied upon deeply delayed reaction responses.



Three days, more or less, spent within the confines of government office floor. From this climate of number crunching portfolios regarding BC utilities, we were able convert the domain of the "MAN" into a fully functioning indie office, studio, and production house.



We at times wanted to kill, hurt, and fire each other. Bitching and moaning. Grinning and bearing it. But was it worth it? Around the 4am mark this Sunday, it was veering off towards the "no" zone. However, 2 people were able to salvage this project from everyone walking away in disgust. Bill and Todd. This truly was "Bill and Todd's 'Expended' Experience" at this point. The Audio Man & the Editor. Their creative use of sound and cutting, along with some rewriting by "The Altar Boys" (Justin & Chris: the directors and screenwriters) helped save what could have been a nightmare. I hope that they can see that it turned out alright after a few days or more away from this thing.



I'm fried. They're fried. Everyone was all fried.



I'll give an unedited bitchfest "here" for all my special readers. The link won't be functional for a while. But if you are privy to this post then good on ya. Not that anyone will read it.



Once I find out when the 48 Hour Film Fest will show our short "Expended" I'll let you all know. Not that anyone will watch it. But hey you never know. Plus it turned out good.



Now the adrenaline has died down. Sure I'm finally clean and had some rest. But I need to seal myself away into my Lazarus Pit.



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Sorry about missing the "JC&SC Experience" house party. I hope everyone enjoyed themselves. Maybe Jen posted my horrible haiku and poxy poetry about missing the event for all to see. Since, that was my penalty. Atleast I thought the email invite inferred it.



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Welcome back to Canada Ruth. I would've went to your friend's welcome back BBQ for you, but, as you can see I was tied up. Plus I do not know where your friend resides.



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Guys in soccer? Leave me alone until practice of Wednesday. Thank you Dom for understanding my incomprehensible grunting when ya woke me up from my first proper sleep in days.



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On that note, fuck you and die . . . err . . . goodnight and have fun till next time.



Later Days.



End Transmission.

Tuesday, August 10, 2004

Garbed in street gear & ready to mosh.

Test Pattern, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 . . .



I just wanted to inform everyone that the trailer for the new documentary "Get Thrashed" is now available over on Blabbermouth.net.



But if you my vigilante audience are as laz . . . err . . . efficient as I am, then just go here.



Being a fan of a wide spectrum of music, I will always have a deep dark passion for the realm of metal. Thrash Metal to be exact. Sure, I liked Gnf'nR, but, you knew deep down in your soul (or lack there of) that bands like Metallica, Megadeth, Slayer, Anthrax, Suicidal Tendencies . . . would just wipe the floor with them. Even more so if it were a battle between the hardcore fans of these respective bands. But I digress. This documentary sheds light on the thrash metal scene and its impact. The bands listed as being a apart of this film via interviews are a who's who of the scene's past and present.



All I know is that I'm looking forward to watching this film. Whether it be within the confines of a theater or living room depends upon how widespread the film's distribution is. In either case, it will be on my list of titles that I will give my friend Mariko to help me track down.



Mmmm . . . moshing . . .



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