We got our first rave review on the new script!

OK, it's from one of the main actors, but still, heartwarming.

Still need a location, though. Anyone have an office building, or, alternatively, runs focus groups for a living?
Happy Current Year! Now's the time to get serious on the life ambitions now that all that holiday angst is out of the way. Here are my resolutions for 2004 (Previously have never been big on resolutions, but since leaving college I notice that if I don't go into my year with some sort of rough plan, there's a strong chance of accomplishing exactly nothing):
-- Film, and complete, Target Audience 9.1.
-- Finish the script to above. This should have been the resolution for last year, and actually has to be done within the next, say, 48 hours.
-- Produce a play or musical in LA. I'm thinking something involving video games, anime, and/or casinos, that bashes the right.
-- Find a new job. My friend Jo who got me this job feels we have both been doing this too long. She is right.
-- Decide whom to vote for for President and support them in ousting Bush.
-- Move to new living quarters.
-- Get an all-region DVD player and increase library of small-budget indie American movies. (A shallow goal perhaps, but it's important to have a few easily-realized goals on the list so that something can be crossed off while the longer-term projects are being worked on)
-- Make and spend time with some new friends in LA, and reconnect with old ones.
-- Go see some doctors while I have health insurance.
-- Develop a plan for paying back all the people who are nicely supporting TA91, which will hopefully involve finding a distributor and theatrical release.

10 list items looks sufficient. Here's *hoping* the internet doesn't suffer a massive catastrophic collapse over the next year, because I ain't writing this down anywhere else.
Well missing Xmas was more of a bummer than I thought it'd be....I didn't feel like I got to do anything but work at the casino and work on the script, which was as intended, but then the script just started to throttle me screaming "Fix Me! Make Me Wonderfully Moving and Funny!" and it was like, leave me alone, I just want to have some mulled eggnog or spiked cider or something and then there was nothing mulled nor spiked to be had and I'm all, like, boo.
....But it's okay cos now I'm listening to a Margaret Cho mp3 ranting about her mother and sexuality and such, while catching up with some of the other life stuff like bills and late xmas cards, and enjoying a minute, let's give it an hour, of not thinking about the movie. Movie? What movie? Peace on earth.
....I kept having dreams of people giving me money and waking up. Sucks! But as Jen points out, these even out with the dreams where you find out you have AIDS or someone dies horribly, and then you wake up and it hasn't happened. Either way, much better than dreaming about something indifferent like paying bills or blogging. What's worse than being bored by your own dream?
A few thoughts on giving, since it's the season of giving. Giving is a lovely thing, but it can be dangerous. In the anime "Spirited Away" there's a character called No-Face who pathetically offers gold and treats to whomever he meets...and if you take it, he opens his fanged jaws and eats you. Only one girl, the hero, avoids being eaten, apparently because when No-Face offers her something, she politely refuses....whether it's because she was taught not to take candy from strange shadow monsters, or because she simply doesn't need it, it's not clear. Anyway, it seems there's some comment on the politics of giving and receiving going on here, albeit fantastically exaggerated. The problem here is obligation; the perception of a debt, whether it's felt by the giver or the receiver. "True" gifts given out of generosity and love ostensibly won't have debt attached, but many cultural systems from Hollywood to the Mafia to Chinese extended families work on the system of mutual obligation for "solids" performed. The difficulty is telling when you're inside one of those systems. It seems like a simple thing to say that giving is just giving and shouldn't cause drama, just like tasteful begging shouldn't....but it does. I don't know if it's living in LA, or the economy, or just people getting a bit older, but I never in my young life imagined that the past year could be full of so much friction and heartache and general baloney over things like a) people giving something and feeling like they weren't getting anything back b) people giving a gift they felt wasn't appreciated c) people needing something but not wanting it given as a gift for fear of obligation d) every other damn situation you can imagine.
....I'm guilty of it too. I guess the policy should be to give out of love or general empathy and forget about it immediately, so that the political significance of the giving doesn't become more than it really is, for giver or receiver (of course, both have to agree to forget, so....scratch that).
....In any case, in this season in which I am particularly needy (though only in the sense that I *need* to make my indie film which is way different from needing food or clothes), I'm resolving next year to practice only healthy, responsible, giving and highly respectful receiving, 'cause really, if you've ever seen that kid in the movie "Better Off Dead," you know what I'm talking about. $2.
Had our second rehearsal with the two leads today, mainly just talking background about the characters so they could have some foundation to build on. Besides being good actors they are two of my favorite personalities, and easy to communicate with. It's nice to get into the characters' backgrounds because then you can consider the sociological stuff as opposed to the diagrammatic planning of beats, actions and reactions which is of course equally important (and harder). But knowing where the people are coming from will hopefully give the story a lot more life. The trick I think will be to not let the moments gather too much psychological weight when it is basically a comedy. I'm used to working with people who are instinctively funny and are uncomfortable with dramatic bits 'cause they can't tell if the audience is enjoying it. Now it's a bit reversed, not saying that the cast isn't naturally funny, but they may not be used to the ERP-style humor, which was kind of based on the constant threat that if you didn't say your line fast enough, someone would hit you in the face with a pie or start taking a guitar solo or something.
But just to keep this at the top of the page....Please Invest in TA91 & Give Yourself The Gift Of Cinema (next year)!
....What can I say? I work next to people who pick their noses in public and steal money from their sisters. I lack shame.
I'd just like to have it in writing so there is no confusion: I HATE TALKING ON CELL PHONES. It's expensive, uniquely impersonal, detrimental to the social fabric, and probably a health hazard. It has none of the excitement and sexiness of talking on land lines (probably the lack of ritual, and possible interruption by someone else picking up the line, has something to do with it). If it weren't for its insane usefulness for certain practical functions (yknow, calling to say you'll be late for work, finding each other in a crowd, that sorta thing) I'd throw mine the heck away.
....In other news, the crazy Korean player Janet today wore a hat that read "Bubba Gump Shrimp Co. Authentic Since 1975." I just thought that was funny.
...I also made a teaser promo image for our movie. I made it out of a postcard ad from Abercrombie & Fitch, which they send me on a monthly basis. Apparently they confused my email complaining about their racist t-shirts with a request to be on their mailing list. Smiley face. So I saved all their stupid ads in case I could use them later in a parody. Hopefully this falls under protected speech.
Wow. Some people have really been quite nice in supporting this project. We're getting a lot closer to what we'd need to begin shooting. Not close enough yet that we can make up the difference through shoplifting, but almost. Thank you.
....There's a lot of pressure in this near-holiday time to try to make people happy. And also to create perfect moments. 'Cause the holidaze are the only times you can plan, and shop for, a perfect moment (or perfectly-realized ritual if that is your thing). And that perfect moment starts to crumble if Uncle X doesn't have the right chair, or Cousin Y gets bored, and someone's unhappy....anyway it's a lot like the anxiety I have over making this movie. Making people happy and also coaxing out their full potential for perfect cinematic moments.
....Sorry, went with a bowl of the pretentious porridge this morning. I'll stop now.
Today I thought of a twist ending while sitting on the toilet. Don't know if we're going to use it, but I think the whole twist ending thing adds a touch of class, except of course when they're lame, contrived, and sound like something the writer thought of while sitting on the toilet.
Arrrrrgh! The pain of sheer existence!
...(smiley face)....
...Korean cool is going to be the next big thing. If you HAD to generalize, one could totally generalize the Korean character as "psychotic intensity combined with naked sentimentality" (paraphrasing a friend here). In any case the movies Shiri and My Tutor Friend are really good on both those fronts.
...(I only make this generalization based on continued contact with the gamblers, admittedly a flawed study sample; don't ask me what I think of the Vietnamese and Chinese characters)
Had our first rehearsal with Molly and Winona. We shot test footage with the camera and it looks great: a depth and mood that the old digital video just don't have. The white walls are no longer shrill, but grey and somehow purposeful. The people look like movie stars, their movements graceful, with a filmlike blur. It's totally ridiculous that a little technological innovation can make something seem more "human," but somehow it does. I heart 24P!!!!
...It's been a wild week at the Bicycle Club. The last two days Tomoko and I have gotten hit by the big players, down by 50, then 60, then 80 thousand, only to fight our way back to even money by relentless psychotic shaking and banking. It's always good to not lose a couple years' salary worth of money in one night, but it's much more satisfying to almost lose it and then get it back through hard work and dumb luck. I've been a little charmed this year and I'm hoping to God some power-that-is will eventually notice. I love the team, really, but the job is gradually sucking out my soul. I don't talk to people the way I used to, I'm much more reticent and snappy, from this developed fear of others screaming or trying to get one over on me. I mean I think it's healthy to know that you can't trust anyone, but it's not too happy.
...Planning TA91 is what sustains me; unfortunately it also comes with this constant money headache which is difficult to separate from all the artistic concerns. It's not that I'm like this whiny indie director going "Why can't someone just give me two million dollars to make my moooooooovie??!! Why, world, why?" It's just that I know I've spent all the money that I'd need to realize this little dream in my lifetime, and if I'd only saved it rather than using it on cell phone bills, chicken wings, boba teas, bar tabs, electronic doodads, forty-five minute plane rides, casinos, crap movies and frickin' entry fees, then maybe I wouldn't have this headache now. Thank God my Dad at least taught me to pay my credit card bills. If only someone had taught me to appreciate the taste of gruel and the solace of quiet unfurnished closets, I'd be sitting pretty right now.
...Well here's the point when I should link something but I don't know what it should be.
...Just a friendly reminder that I am the Easiest Xmas Gift that you could possible deal with in this anxious season of giving. I don't need a card or wrapping or nothing. Just throw a few bucks at the Donation Button (see to your right), cross me off your list, and rest cozy knowing that you have made an incredibly generous gift, uniquely appropriate, and deeply deeply appreciated. And next year I'll get you a pair of movie tickets. No, you don't have to know who I am or like me.
"God, I'm so BUSY." Why does it seem that everyone is busy, as in, too busy to make time for anyone else? Lately I've felt too busy to even breathe, but in actuality my busy-ness consists a lot of vegetative staring at the computer screen in the hopes that some bit of a web page will change and reveal new information, and working, and oh yeah, driving to work. Throwing away days of my LIFE doing this junk. Everyone I know is, by their own reports, in the same state. Someone profits from this epidemic of ostensible busy-ness, and I don't think it's me. It's the car people, the caffeinated beverage people, the fill-your-life-with-more-personalized-hooha people.
...Oh yeah, and I just got the new 24p DV camera to shoot the movie on. It's real cool. But of course I'm too "busy" to have played around with it yet. It's one of those from-Japan with-Japanese-instruction models so I'm hoping it has some easter egg functionality that surpasses the standard model, like it turns into a robot or something.
Storyboards are looking good. It's tempting to try to tell the whole story in action figures. It's especially poignant with our little KuBrick Rei (from Neon Genesis Evangelion--sorry, I'll learn how to link these later) standing in for Winona. I can't believe they're going to try to make a live-action Evangelion...I hope at least it deviates from the original a lot, so it won't be a "faithful" re-enactment. But, digressing.
...Very excited about the cast, anxious to see if the chemistry will work. I have these nervous visions of people crying and screaming on set...or better yet, finding solidarity through common oppression by a tyrannical director, as happened on Karaoke Nights. But actually, none of that's going to happen. The worst thing that I think will happen is we'll have some great scene going and due to forgetting to press some key button on the camera we'll have to shoot the thing over again.