Archive for September, 2006

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White and Nerdy is the new Ridin’ Dirtay?

Friday, September 29th, 2006

indieBlog: the place you can go to for in depth and insightful social commentary, well constructed analysis of all things important in life, and as of late, mindless drivel that makes us laugh: virtually guaranteed to bore and offend!

ANYWAY, this morning I had music videos on in the background, hoping to catch some of the new Tim Burton helmed Killers video. I didn’t see it (in truth I’m not even sure it’s finished), but I did come in during the middle of a video which, to my surprise, appeared to be starring our very own Scott Garner! When, in between his busy schedule of unnecessary mocking my "problem" with cleanliness, Improv Olympic cage matches, RPGs and "quitting" smoking, did he have time to star in a music video?

The credits cleared it up for me, though. Turns out it was Weird Al! I know, right? The last album of his I remember came out when I was in elementary school. Apparently he’s still around! (And back - in POG form! Free massage from DMG to whomever gets that reference!)

Here it is, only slightly less cringe-inducing than the other video I reported about a few days ago:

Scott Garner’s Weird Al’s "White and Nerdy"

(And just for fun, I found all our doppelgangers: DMG, Paul, and me.

“The Groomsmen” — Ed Burns’ Growing Pains

Friday, September 29th, 2006

thegroomsmen-cast.jpgIt’s been eleven years since Ed Burns burst onto the scene with his breakout indie hit The Brothers McMullen. His career since has had its share of ups and downs, but Burns keeps churning out films in his inimitable, amiable style. We recently sat down with the veteran indie filmmaker to talk about his new film The Groomsmen , life after McMullen , and the state of the independent film business.

Can you talk a little bit about assembling the cast for The Groomsmen ? What was that process like?

Donal Logue I knew before. It’s interesting, because I wrote two versions of the script, one a few years ago that was more of a broad comedy, and then when I got married my wife said that I should write the honest version of the script, about the reality of it. I don’t know if I thought of Donal before, until the middle of writing, when I started to change to writing it for Donal. I wrote my role with another actor in mind, kind of a bigger name. I was going to play Des, who I loosely based on my dad, since I thought it would be cool to play him. But when the two guys I had in mind for Pauly were unavailable, and since we were getting short on time, I jumped in to play Pauly. When Matthew Lillard read the script he loved it, but he thought we would want him for Cousin Mike. I thought it would better to go the other way with it, to have him do something he hadn’t done before, which was kind of what everybody did on this. John Leguizamo playing T.C., and Jay Mohr playing still a funny character, but not an acerbic, aggressive guy like Bob Sugar, and then Matty playing the sage. My process is, I have a great casting director, and we do recon work, to find out who’s an asshole and who isn’t when you look for actors. When you make a movie for 3 million dollars and shoot in 25 days, you have to have people who are willing to not have a trailer. There are no first class accommodations, you might have to be in and out of the makeup trailer in 10 minutes, we might ask you to wear your own clothes, we might change the script at the last minute, you may be asked to shoot 8 pages in a day. There are some guys, that’s not going to fly with. If you’re shooting 25 days, and you lose an hour because someone’s refusing to come out of his trailer, you’re dead. Everything I heard about these guys turned out to be true. All super enthusiastic guys who hung out on set, and that’s how we got some of the scenes. The stuff with Jay and his Dad, I think two scenes were scripted, but like the scene with the heavy bag, that was just the two of them improvising and I just said “Roll the fucking camera, this is great.” Some actors are just not cool with that.

How about the dialogue? How much is from your own experience?

I pull some of it from things that friends have said. I’m always sort of jotting down a classic line I hear. That’s kind of how ideas are born - that kind of thing might actually trigger the screenplay itself. The other advantage to having a cast like this is- After Private Ryan I changed the way I worked with actors. Spielberg is a guy who gives you no direction, and I asked him why. He said “I’ll give you guys four or five takes to figure it out on your own. If by then you haven’t, I’ll step in and kind of guide you to where you need to be.” That’s kind of the policy that I’ve adapted, and it works great with ensemble acting. You want everyone to feel comfortable, and sometimes you won’t get it on your first or second take. But when you do that, there’s such a comfort level, and I allow a bit of improv-ing to go on, and once guys start to feel comfortable going off the page, then you start to get some real magic. I give a lot of credit to Jay, because a lot of that stuff coming out his mouth is Jay’s funny lines. And you have to be comfortable enough as a screenwriter and director to allow that to happen, to say to an actor “You win, your line is better.” We shoot in moving masters, so you don’t have to worry about matching stuff up later. It’s like the scene with the kids playing guitar. They knew they had to play the song, but a lot of the dialogue was just Matty being their dad.

Do you think that this kind of a small town America is disappearing?

It’s funny. Donal had an interesting look at it. I always thought of it as my reaction to my suburban experience, a reaction to Todd Solondz’ take on it, or American Beauty . I never saw the suburbs as that destructive. Donal sees it a love letter to the swan song of the small American town. Those kind of relationships between people who live across from each other, who might leave their doors unlocked, who have those friendships. I didn’t see it that way at first, but Donal noticed that. I don’t know, I live in Manhattan now, so this is a nostalgic look at the life I left behind. If not for Brothers McMullen , I’d probably be a dad in the suburbs, probably a cop or something.

You’ve been doing independent film for a while now. How has it changed in the last ten or eleven years?

It’s interesting how it’s changed. It’s harder to get movies made than it’s ever been. I can’t believe that after eleven years, I say “Hey, I was in Private Ryan , you can’t give me 3 million dollars to make this movie?” But it’s brutal. It’s never been so hard. If I didn’t get Brittany Murphy to be in this movie, I don’t know if I would’ve gotten my financing. We’re being released on 3 screens. You will not see a television commercial for this movie. There will be a small ad in the New York Times. This is one of those films that needs all the My Big Fat Greek Wedding love you can generate, just in order to ensure that it gets to the arthouse theater in Boston , forget about if you live in St. Louis , who knows if it will ever make it there. The fact that that is the reality of specialized film today, that if this was Saw 3 , or a goofy teen comedy, or any of the other genres that the specialized film companies are making now, you’d get out there. That’s part of the problem, that the Searchlights and the Focus Features aren’t doing these films anymore. Or if they are, they’re doing one, where they used to put out ten. When I came up I benefited from Clerks , Metropolitan , Slacker , El Mariachi . Those were films from complete unknowns, tiny little 16mm films that came out and people went to see them. What’s the last 16mm, tiny, no name cast film that came out? The fact we can’t think of any - what, Raising Victor Vargas and that’s four years old already? That part of independent film has died as far as theatrical release. Maybe one will sneak through periodically, like Primer , which was a pretty cool movie. Maybe the internet will save no-budget indie cinema, but I don’t really know.

Do you think you would have had a different experience if you had stuck with the broad comedy take you initially had on this film?

That’s the decision I make everytime I sit down to write a script. I could easily have done a very different version of the script, and then gone to the studios and tried to get one of the names who get movies made, I could’ve have filled the movie with those guys and got $25 million dollars. But then the studio would say John Leguizamo’s character should not be gay, Donal’s got too weird of a problem, let’s just make it that he’s upset about something, and can we make it funny. And you’d have a nice broad comedic piece, like Wedding Crashers . Look, I loved Wedding Crashers , that movie’s great. Meet the Parents is one of the funniest movies I’ve ever seen. I mean those guys are making those movies, but I fell in love with Woody Allen and Truffaut. I did not fall in love with Mel Brooks. And so I’m trying to do a different thing, and if that means it has to be tougher, that that’s what it has to be. To answer your question, it’s gotten tougher over the last ten years. Given that all these guys who started their careers then, I mean would we have Tarantino today? Would Reservoir Dogs gotten released today? I wonder.

What has your career as an actor for hire outside of your movies done for your ability to find financing?

You know, the only reason I did it was to help, and certainly post- Ryan and 15 Minutes it was easier, but I’ve made a couple of clunkers, so that certainly hasn’t helped. And, once I had my kid, I was sorta like I don’t love going off to Vancouver to act, or God forbid, Prague for four months, so I’m gonna walk away from that for awhile. That’s why I made these little experimental films, to counteract how difficult it was to make these other films. I made a film, Looking for Kitty, for $200,000, and then just did a film called Purple Violets , as a way to stay in New York , and shun my acting career. But now I’m gonna go do a horror movie for Warner Brothers in the fall. You have to do certain films to help the other side of your career. The Cassavetes model is the model I’ve always spoken of, and it can be done.

You made The Brothers McMullen for $20,000. If you knew then you’d be making movies for $3 million, would you feel good about that, or would you hope to be at a higher budget level?

No, to both questions. If I knew I was making a movie for $3 million by choice, I wouldn’t be surprised. Sidewalks of New York I made for a million, by choice. At that time, during the 90’s indie thing, I knew if I shot it for a million, I’d get to own more of it. Six years later, the landscape has changed, and yes, I’m very disappointed that’s all I can get. But I’m also a realist, and I know I’ve chosen to make a certain kind of movie, and not to collaborate with the studios, and that’s the downside of that. The three screens thing is devastating. You used to be able to get screens at the multi-plexes. I remember the big story with McMullen was that we bumped Waterworld out of Sony Lincoln Plaza . That would not go on today. No way.

Are you hoping for bigger things for the DVD?

The DVD will be a whole other thing. I mean, the cover art is Brittany Murphy in a wedding dress. Some mom at a Wal-Mart in Minnesota is going to buy that. But I didn’t start to make movies for home video, the dream is showing something in a theater.

The Groomsmen in now playing in limited release in New York and Los Angeles.

Darrien

The Big Apple, Cored! News at 11!

Thursday, September 28th, 2006

That’s right, people.  I took a big ol’ bite out of the Big Apple and kept biting until there was nothing left!  I put "the city that doesn’t sleep" TO BED!  I, ………..I…………. oh hell, I worked and slept.  That’s about it.

But for a while there, I was sounding really exciting.  And full of "it", but that’s o.k.  I survived my week in NY, abandoned by Paul to the wilds of Times Sq.  First, the man MAKES me come to NY, even though I really had nothing to do there.  THEN, he runs off back to L.A. and leaves me there to do all the things HE was supposed to do.  Ugh!  But I, of course, rose to the occasion.  I did his panels and sipped wine at his cocktail parties.  And on Thursday, a mere 4 days into my trip, I did what I went to do.  I attended IFP’s Filmmaker Luncheon and supplied the Master of Ceremonies, Giancarlo Esposito.

It didn’t go without it’s problems, none of which were Giancarlo’s and which I won’t list here, but let’s just say that the lunch started off VERY bumpy for me.  But, as long as my actor shows, I’m cool.  I knew he would be there any minute…………….any minute, really.  Well, it took a while (heck, he drove himself from another STATE), but he made it.  The luncheon could begin and we all sat down.  Now I had the most rockin’ table.  Not only was I sitting there (need I say more), but there was also Giancarlo, Michelle Byrd (exec. director of IFP-NY), Ira Deutchman, and SAG’s own Ron Bennett (who is too gorgeous to try to capture by camera).  The restaurant, Chinatown Brasserie, served delicious Asian vittles, family style.  It was worth it just to see Michelle Byrd try to spear some Mushroom Chicken while Giancarlo and Ira fought over who could pick up more rice with their chopsticks.  Really, a very sophisticated meal.

Lest you think that it was all silly fun, those cheeky bastards over at Chrysler teamed up with the irrepressible scamps at Silverwood Films and gave some guy ONE MILLION DOLLARS!  Though he vowed to make a great film with it, I saw him later dropping hundred dollar bills in various G-strings at a local strip club.  And believe me, my $1,000 was barely worth it when I think of how much my feet hurt in those shoes.  Anyhow, the lunch went off without a hitch, though Giancarlo surprised everyone by trying to steal the guy’s ginormous check.1101023_img_1   He eventually apologized, but not before sucker-punching Michelle Byrd.  Actors.  In the end, everything turned out well.  We all did the jobs we were supposed to do (well, except for Paul, who wasn’t there, and Michael, who had other things to do, and Scott and Eliza for just, I don’t know, being themselves).  I’ll just say for myself, it was a job well done.  Of course, Giancarlo couldn’t help but to cop some sugar when he got the chance.1101029_img

Arrr!

Wednesday, September 27th, 2006

The MPAA is now using DVD-sniffing dogs to locate pirated movies in airports.

Of course, the dogs can’t tell the difference between legal and pirated DVDs, so it’s probably a good idea to leave your porn at home (along with your hair gel, skin cream, and shoe bombs).

I know that the MPAA has been waiting for me to chime in on this whole piracy issue, so I figured now was a good time to share my opinions and advice:

First, I think both the film and recording industries need to re-frame the whole debate. They need to stop using the term "piracy" when referring to the theft of intellectual property. This may seem silly, but you’re never going to stop people by calling them pirates. People like pirates. Pirates are sexy. They need to come up with a new term, like… oozing sores. Nobody likes those.

Second, the whole "sharing movies is taking food out of the mouths of stunt performers/set dressers/musicians" approach is never going to work. Kids are smart. They’re smart enough to figure out how to illegally download music and movies and they understand that, for the most part, all the "little guys" have already been paid, that the owners of copyrighted materials are usually not the same thing as the real authors, and that it’s "The Man" that they really sticking it to. And everyone loves to stick it to the man. Especially pirates.

Finally, if the industry really wants to solve this problem, they need to make legal downloading of films easy and inexpensive. Once upon a time (waaay before the statute of limitations), I may have downloaded a tiny number of songs from the internets. But I stopped the day Apple created iTunes (It looks like they are trying to do the same thing with movies… if the studios play along). It was easy (one click!) and inexpensive (99 cents!) and it completely ended my brief career as an Oozing Sore.

But I’m still a pirate

Eliza

Losing IQ Points by the Second

Wednesday, September 27th, 2006

I thought today was going to be quiet. Scott left sometime under the cover of night to go to Jersey to "find himself", DMG is at home nursing her baby, and Paul is at home, still pretending that there was a flood in his condo. I’m all alone in the office for now, searching for something that I can critique with my well trained, film school graduate eye. Or something I can skewer with a film industry angle. And then I found it. Well…it’s not really film, but it is available on a tape…

Dear and loyal readers, may I present to you (mere hours after every other blog) quite possibly the only thing more horrifying than this,

the Dustin Diamond Screech Sex Tape.

To quote a reliable source who is quoting another, most likely reliable source, who is quoting Diamond himself:

"Hey man, it’s just skin."

Yeah, and I’m a journalist.

Eliza

The Pretentious Ones Are Fighting Again:

Tuesday, September 26th, 2006

I hate to admit it, but I doubt many people will read this in it’s entirety. It’s a sort of state of the union address in the article/point/counterpoint about who we should be looking at (or not) to save our cinema, courtesy The Onion’s AV Club blog.

Eliza

Group of Guys

Tuesday, September 26th, 2006

I don’t care about Entourage. I’d like to get that out of the way. I most certainly don’t enjoy it, or find it to be a guilty pleasure (like everyone else) but I can’t say I hate it either. (How could I?) I’ve seen a few episodes and found myself to be indifferent. It’s just…there. That being said, someone who thought I hated Entourage sent this to me. From what I have seen of the actual show, these guys seem to (nearly) nail the characters. Maybe someone out there will appreciate this jab at what Entourage would be if it were truer to the reality of this business.

Scott

Now And Zen

Tuesday, September 26th, 2006

To the vast majority of our readers (22 and counting) this post will mean nothing - and I mean nothing, not "No Thing", which is zen-speak for letting go of all pointless, ultimately painful preoccupations with the fleeting material world.

However, as someone who had my existential cage rattled today, I feel the need to share an oft-shared zen parable, attributed to the Buddha, but possibly apocryphal:

"A man traveling across a field encountered a tiger. He fled, the tiger
after him. Coming to a precipice, he caught hold of the root of a wild
vine and swung himself down over the edge. The tiger sniffed at him
from above. Trembling, the man looked down to where, far below, another
tiger was waiting to eat him. Only the vine sustained him.

Two mice, one white and one black, little by little started to gnaw
away the vine. The man saw a luscious strawberry near him. Grasping the
vine with one hand, he plucked the strawberry with the other. How sweet
it tasted."

There it is, that rarest of zen parables - one whose meaning is easily understandable on the face of it: you never know when the vine’s gonna snap, so get the strawberry while the gettin’s good.

Eliza

I Don’t Even Know No Ritalin

Friday, September 22nd, 2006

I don’t even know what to say about this.

Behold: The only reason to have kids (or Demi-dwarfs?):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gx-NLPH8JeM

Eliza

The Truth About Cats and Blogs:

Friday, September 22nd, 2006

So, it’s Friday, which means more "films" are opening today, featuring the emotional siphons actors we know and love(?) If you’re looking for me, I’ll be in line for The Science of Sleep, despite the fact that it seems as though Gondry spent all his time on arts and crafts instead of writing an actual script. We’ll see. Anything to rid myself of the guilt I feel after seeing a movie with absolutely no females with redeeming qualities. On my drive to work today, I noticed every radio station programmed into my car stereo was talking about some reality TV show, or (and I recognize there is a difference, but not much) the guys from Jackass (someone [over 17 and sans bong], somewhere, please explain how this is funny!) Perhaps I should come to terms with the fact that RTV is not a fad, unlike blogging. It will be around longer than Cher or the Iraq War. Anyway, it got me thinking about a time before "unscripted television" nearly ruined the medium***, and it reminded me of my first year of college and my roommates back then. The Bachelor was still the hit show du jour, and I stalked into the room, frusterated at having the goddamn show on AGAIN. Why I oughta….

"These people are morons." I sighed. "I mean you really have to be, like, the dumbest person alive to subject yourself to certain humiliation compliments of clever editors. Honestly, Sarah, sometimes it seems as though Americans have turned into some kind of robot, where their pursuit of the worlds biggest concentration of idiocy in one being knows no bounds." Sarah just shrugged her shoulders. I rambled on. "You’d never find someone of my intellect on a reality programme. I’m not that stupid." She turned to me in that quiet way she always did, and studied me thoughtfully as I whined about the lack of common sense among reality tv show contestants.

"I think your pajamas are on backwards." She said.

…And so they were.

ANYWAY, it’s nice to see so many posts by the new guy, Michael….that guy thinks he is so great. Like, seriously, I’m waiting for him to come to visit the LA office, see the stain on our 90’s dot-com chic concrete floors that looks like Jesus, and be like "You guys, I hate to sound conceited, but this kind of looks like me." I was involved in politics too, you know, as an advisor for Fife Symington. I’m not threatedned!

Whatever. Whatever! I’m still 15 years younger than everyone else here.

***Except you, my darling!!!