How far we’ve come …since the early days of filmmaking. Gone are the days when there was no electricity and we had to build our sets outside and pray that the wind wouldn’t pick up. No longer do we have to hire a kid whose only function is to stamp out the embers created byContinue reading “Movie Diaries 12”
We’re going to need guns. Lots of guns.
The Basement of the Hall Of Waters, 2 We left the boilerroom and returned to main area. Personally, I was mentally and emotionally escaping from the place; buried memories from a past life maybe, or just a simple empathy reaction of the plight of drowned persons everywhere, had wound me tight and I was readyContinue reading “Movie Diaries 10”
In an earlier entry, I noted my belief that we are making a better movie than PD wanted. This is largely because he brought in a group of actors who were given the mandate to create their own collective universe and individual characters. We’ve taken the premise of the film seriously and refused, out loud,Continue reading “Movie Diaries 9”
The Basement at The Hall Of Waters I have this thing about drowning. Being cold and drowning. I’m not afraid of swimming, have enjoyed water skiing the few times I’ve gotten to do it. Ditto, sailing, fishing, other more or less benign water sports. Put me in a situation that resembles the hold of aContinue reading “Movie Diaries 8”