Been quite an elaborate time since Ive last wrote on this little guy.
Ive more then literally been knocking stuff out like a sexually frustrated teenager, from films, to animations, to the comedy script, which Ive got some great news about, and will post up later but defiantly its in motion ,
In the mean time, have a look at this if ya want….and even if you dont
Vegetation – Stop Motion Horror
let me know what you think. proper hard week but i feel this stop motion clay/wood/bizarre mess this came out rather well.
Why is it in the UK more then a day in a row of beautiful sun always means three spicy yet potentially dangerous yet unavoidable pursuits.
The First is of course BBQ’s, this one doesnt seem to effect me directly being a veggie but come tomorrow im guessing most of my mates are guna be glued to the toilet water in one hand, refrigerated toliet paper in the other.
next has to be the want to do fuck all, sit on the grass, fall behind on work and not really care.
Yet the one that gets me more then the others yet becomes tied in is drinking.
On a usual booze day you start drinking evening time after a day of work with the plan to go to town. Yet add Sun into the mix and you end up drinking for well over 12 hours, fall down something, still go into town and wake up with a sore head, a lack of self esteem and a potentially new case of Syphilis.
morrel of the story… if it was sunny everyday, we would all end up dead, save us from our selves.
Recored the audio for this last week, very happy with what come out, needs a few fix’s but yea.
I think its an important story and one I wasn’t aware of before making this. (The story of Solders killed not by german guns……but by there own country)
Coming from a comedy background Its My first attempt at anything history….or to be honest serious based and would like to know what you all think.
The last story im making the film to lay over this week and should post up next week, cheers for viewing, and I promise more fun stuff next time.
Really have neglected this little guy at the moment, been rather busy making films and what not for uni. For once im distracted by work and not fat people falling down stairs.
(just to point out by little guy im referring to this blog…)
but yea have a look at what ive been working on. Ones a horror short about a school shooting.
not bad for a 5 day film, dam you insane Deadlines
On the sitcom front im still plugging always with it, managed to squeeze in a really offensive joke involving a wheelchair and a flight of stairs. Should be able to start filming the intro over the next weeks depending on uni work.
As you may of noticed i’ve been rather lazy the last 2 weeks on this whole bloggady blog blog thing, all sorts has went on since I last opened my head and let all the insanityand lack of humanity out.
Bush has been traded for Obama, Guantánamo’s getting shut down like a whore house gone wrong and most importantly ive taken the executive decision to dye my hair blue, thats right its finally happened. Just as the false stupidity of Bush worked im using the medium of hair In an attempt to distract the general public away from my clear lack of personality. Im not entiraly sure where this would fit on the Events of the year list but as a metaphor im sure you will agree that i’ve ran out of things to talk about.
Been writing today as I need to get some stuff outa my system, not my usual collection of fools falling down stairs or rants at things I dont truly understand. Think its the best way of sellotaping together all the random and down right saucy thoughts buzzing around my brain box today.
If your good i’ll be in fun mode tomorrow
The pasts a lie, futures a myth, only the present-time exists,
living in the moment, one night stands and getting pissed,
From bench to bench, from floor to floor, overdriven and overdrawn.
Running images back in my head, till the point when insights born.
Pavement slabs my carpet, my office is the back street floor
my living rooms an ally way, my wife is just back street hore
happiness comes from knowing, nothing really true exists
living in the moment, one night stands and getting pissed.
Just a quick random one…. I really should be doing something better with my life but im addicted to watching stupid people getting hurt by there own stupidity.
Im calling it research as I’ve discovered its very funny when people get hurt and deserve it. Going to have to write in something. I love the thought behind each of there acts of stupidity……..well what did you think would happen….
I’ve found the whole notion of looking at the past and picking apart what went wrong to be pointless. As is reading it……So we’re in this sinking iron bath together.
The best way of describing my 2008 would be to imagine a shopping trolly filled with broken promises, utilised tissues and poorly thought out plans racing down the side of a steep hill, towards oncoming traffic.
This clip represents it completely,
How he didn’t get smashed to pieces and how the fuck ive come out unscared defies non religious logic.
Its been an insane bottle of fuck ups, incidents, mistakes and heartbrakes that somehow hasn’t yet been smashed across my own forehead……Yet its been a great year. Looking at it event by event it seems like a car crash, but as a collective its modern art.
Each piece of broken glass is a lesson hard learned and each smashed up pelvis bone is a regrettable forgettable yet remember….able memory
You can only move forward once you stop looking back and that how im going to treat 2009, hopefully I wear a seatbelt this time.
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Now that’s out the way, time for some angry Granddad style finger wagging.
Why is it a certain film makers feel the need to complain about not having cash, equipment or nationwide exposure to make films.
“How can I make it with out a broadcast quality camera?….Whats the point if no one will see it?…..Im going to lose cash….”
For fuck sake……
If you making films just for financial gain then you may as well work in Morrissons (dark year in a supermarket), sure you’ll make a profit but what’s the point. Film is about expressing yourself.
Also Complaining about equipment is as ridiculous as pissing though your own letter box, its an excuse to not go out and make it happen.
Thinking in your little brainbox that it needs to look good enough for cinema at the stage in your career, isnt just big headed, its down right self deluded Twatary. Use what you have and what you can blag.
If what you make has enough craft, skill and story it wont matter, the internets a powerful thing and keeping that attitude not only will insure no one sees your work, it wont even get made.
Showed a very ruff draft of “Bitter Fame” to a mate today, I say ruff…. its a fucking skeleton,with no dialogue….
a mute backstreet prostitute of a script perhaps
But was that a good idea?
Sure my mate liked it, but is that because she’s just that, a mate.
What I needs someone who hates me to like it, then i’ll be in business.
Shame I dont have my ex girlfriends number anymore, that phones at the bottom of a river now…..long story.
Think im going to change quite a lot after sounding ideas to another genuine human. Out loud you discover things that are funny to me are not always taken that way by others. Thats not to say im making this to impress anyone just things I need to think about.
I know this is very different to the direction im heading in at the moment, but me and a mate had a mess about with stop motion and made this kinda cheesy horror short. Wanted to try out something new, let me know what you think.
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