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Tuesday, April 29, 2008

The Weekend of 420: Probably Not the Best Time to Film in a Head Shop

mmsw_gaspipe1.jpgIt was Friday, April 18th around eleven o'clock in the morning. The morning and evening before, I'd called a local head shop smoke shop, Pipe Dream, only to get the runaround. At 11:00 AM, this Friday morning, I was determined to get a location set up for the final scheduled shot--the first shot of the actual film--for My Mom Smokes Weed. I called the Gas Pipe and immediately I was interrogated: was I part of a news crew? After briefly explaining that I was merely part of an independent film production, the manager assured me he'd get an answer from corporate, by the end of the day. The end of the day came and went, and still no answer. Clay physically went to an independent shop in Deep Ellum, The Deep End, and got permission to shoot there. The morning of our shoot, I also secured the Gas Pipe as a back up. Thanks go out to both of these fine establishments.

Here are some stills:

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Clay Liford films nervous Nate Rubin as he passes the head shop. Barak Epstein on sound and me wrangling! Thanks Yen Tan for the photo.

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Deep Ellum's own, The Deep End, ended up being a better location; and we got to support a dying neighborhood that frantically needs our help.

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Clay and Barak filming Nate walking up to The Deep End.

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Scary, tattooed man, James M. Johnston scares little-pansy-boy Nate in this clever piece of foreshadowing.

Finally, a brief photo study of Yen Tan:

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See additional photos on MySpace and/or Facebook.

Also, Check out writer/director, Clay Liford's MMSW blog post!

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Saturday, April 19, 2008

A Temporary Farewell to Panther City

Temporarily, dear reader; temporarily. I've purposely kept my mouth shut about my inevitable departure, save those few closest to me. I'll be bidding a summer farewell on Monday, as I head out to Atlanta. Don't worry! I shall return! But now, dear reader, let us celebrate the great city of Fort Worth!

scat.jpgIt was a dark and stormy night... No! Really, it was. In fact, I was stuck under an overpass, avoiding an intense hail storm, as I was entering I-35W off of HWY 121, heading into Fort Worth. The storm passed over in less than five minutes and I was back on the road, heading for The Scat Lounge to see Johnny Reno play and hang out with my friend Pete before we both head out (Pete's going to be working with me in Atlanta). The last time I heard Johnny play was at The Lone Star International Film festival, with The Rumblers (including Robert Rodriguez, T. Bone Burnett, Paul Boll, and Harry Dean Stanton), where they played the soundtrack from Road Racers. The set he played on this particular evening was perfectly timed. The band was really into the vibe and the storm gave the room a more intimate feel. In addition to the coolness of Reno and The Lounge Kings, we had the pleasure of hanging out with two other of Fort Worth's own: James Hinkle and Paul Boll--whom I can call a friend, since meeting him after I saw him play with Angie Cassada. Both of them, veteran guitar players, also played a few numbers with the band, which made for a really amazing evening.

What really got me excited--even more than the music--was the conversation. Fort Worth's got a heritage to it which is all too hidden from the common ear. But sit down at a local jazz club, sip a glass of Whiskey and listen carefully; you just might catch a glimpse. I'm purposefully being cryptic and I might explain later. But at this exact moment, I'll leave it at that and share with you, dear reader, two pinnacle aspects of Fort Worth's rich history:

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Originally a military post--"Fort Worth"--now, the site of the city's courthouse.


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In 1873, Dallas attorney, Robert E. Cowart wrote that he'd "been to a meeting in Fort Worth the other day and things were so quiet he had seen a panther asleep on Main Street, undisturbed by the rush of men or the hum of trade." Since then, the sleeping panther has been a staple of Fort Worth--also known as "Panther City."

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Sunday, April 13, 2008

My Mom Smokes Weed

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As the title suggests, Clay Liford's semi-autobiographical short, My Mom Smokes Weed, is a film about a son and his relationship with his pot-smoking mother. Chip, a straight-laced squirt who really needs to shave, pays a much needed visit to see his septuagenarian mother, and, upon arrival, is met with a barrage of smoke, his high mother a flurry of awkwardness. Although uncomfortable Chip completely disapproves of his loopy mother's illegal dabblings, he somehow finds himself on a wild quest with her to score some Marijuana. But submissive Chip will soon find that uncomfortable situations are the least of his problems.

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Chip’s septuagenarian MOM sits on the edge of her bed,
fastening a smoldering bud to a roach clip.

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Cinematographer Jason Croft and key grip/gaffer Chris Simpson strap down an HVX to the hood of producer Yen Tan's car.

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The HVX strapped down to the hood of Yen's car with sound guy, Barak Epstein, and camera dude, David Lowery, inside.

Unfortunately, the production saw it's own bit of misadventure when said car backed into Jason's vehicle! Fortunately, however, the incident was minor and no one--nor any camera--was hurt.

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Enthusiastic Nate Rubin (and sleeping Barak) before he smashed up Yen's car. Sorry Nate! Keep smilin'!

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Fans of Yen Tan will recognize this similarly blocked shot from Ciao. Mother, Sylvia Luedtke, and son, Nate Rubin, tepidly approach the ill-fated drug dealer's apartment!

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The looming drug dealer towers over mother and son. Nervous Nate appropriately reacts.

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Sandwiched between his mother and really creepy gang banger, Chris Gardner, Chip finds himself in yet another uncomfortable position. To make matters worse, his mother overtly flirts with Rastafarian, James McKinley, and passes glances back-and-forth with strong man, John Phelan.

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A gleeful mom passes a joint to her new Rastafarian friend, as drug dealer (and Starbucks barrista) Scott Logan looks upon .

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John continuously lifted weights throughout the course of this entire shot!

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James and Sylvia share a moment while Chris is passed out.

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Sylvia hits the TIMENATRIX bong!

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Meek Nate finds himself in a threatening position with Scott on the balcony, as Tanner faithfully watches over.

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Jason also finds himself in a threatening position shooting the balcony!

Check out a short video of Chris teaching Sylvia how to properly hit a bong!



As I've said before... Also, thanks much to Ellen Weaver for procuring the fantastic "water pipe" and herbal smoke-stuff (yes, it was fake. I swear!). Thanks to Chipotle for donating burritos for the cast and crew one out of the two days. And thanks to Jerry for allowing us to rampage through his apartment!

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Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Celebrating Friends at AFI Dallas and Beyond!

Two of my dear friends, David Lowery and Yen Tan won Special Jury Prizes for, A Catalog of Anticipations (Part II) and Ciao, respectfully. As usual, David missed his moment of glory. Either way, I'm so proud of both of these fine fellows. David, in particular, really spearheaded my renewed passion in film. Sometimes I wonder what my life would have been like had I not met him way back in 1998. Or was it 1997? I can't remember exactly.

In other news, another friend and fellow filmmaker, James M. Johnston, will be available for his second screening of Merrily, Merrily at the Sarasota Film Festival on...well, today, actually (A Catalog of Anticipations is also playing at Sarasota). I literally watched this film only a few moments ago, finally, and immediately felt the inclination to blog about it. James has a relentless filmmaking quality that's wholly unique and entirely blunt. In Merrily, Merrily he makes brave, broad swoops that usually would be unheard of and critically unacceptable. But for some odd reason, they all seem to work out as if it were completely normal.

James produced St. Nick along with me and I truly don't know how we would have pulled it off without him. David, of course, wrote and directed the film. Yen Tan also helped by unloading P2 cards (a full-time job indeed!).

Speaking of St. Nick, David, James and I spent last Saturday filming some final pick-up shots with Tucker and Savanna. David summed it up best.

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And now to celebrate some final photo moments from AFI Dallas 2008:

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Awesome Bill Sebastian with lively fiancée, Dana Pupkin.

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Blair Rowen, Jacques Thelemaque, Robin Gierhart, and Chris Gardner.

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Me and Negin Farsad, the director of Nerdcore Rising.

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Wednesday, April 02, 2008

AFI Dallas Gets All Environmental (Well, Its Films Do Anyway)

A welcome growing trend at film festivals worldwide has been presenting films dealing with environmentally conscious themes. AFI Dallas has actually created an entire block, dealing solely with environmental subjects ranging from the world-wide water problem to the coal industry. The following two films were both hits at Sundance and although I missed them there, I was lucky enough to catch them here, at AFI Dallas. Both of these films deal with the subject of water. While Up the Yangtze focuses on a microcosm, Flow: For Love of Water focuses on the global issue (and even references the particular issue dealt with in Up the Yangtze). Watching either one of these films should drastically change your views on water conservation and modern industry as a whole. Rightly so, Up the Yangtze has received a limited theatrical release and hopefully more screenings will be available in the future. Flow: For Love of Water has also received some limited screenings and will most-likely be distributed as well.

up_the_yangtze.jpgA breathtaking cinematic experience, Up the Yangtze visually displays the problematic nature of industry and technology along the river Yangtze in China. Upon completion, the Three Gorges Dam will be the largest hydro-electric power station in the world. But the ramifications are catastrophic: over 1,500,000 people have been, or will be, relocated; cultural and archaeological sites will be flooded and destroyed; and the negative effects on the habitat of the region is impossible to avoid, due to the dramatic environmental change.

Filmmaker Yung Chang shows the devastating effects the dam has had on the surrounding community. Whole cities are being drowned and their inhabitants forced to relocate. Many families have been promised prosperity by government officials, and yet they tell tales of being beaten and dragged from their homes. The impoverished, though they can't afford to move, are forced to. They can no longer farm because of the vast changes of the land and their homes are going under water. Some, ironically, choose to work on the dam; others, on luxury cruise liners carting rich foreign tourists along the river, as if the destruction of all this geography and civilization were merely an amusing spectacle.

Chang follows two teenagers in particular, who choose to work on the boats: sixteen year old Shui Yu (or "Cindy") and nineteen year old Bo Yu Chen (or "Jerry"). They are given "American names" for the benefit of the tourists. As a footnote, they're also not allowed to talk about current politics or anything that might make the Americans more uncomfortable (particularly, anything related to the independence of Canada, the struggle in Northern Ireland, and the monarchical system of the United Kingdom). Shui Yu comes from an impoverished family who's had to build a hut from scraps because they cannot sustain themselves in the city where you have to buy vegetables and pay rent. Because her family is so poor, Shui Yu really has no choice but to work. She must forget about attending high school (she used to dream of being a scientist, but knows that fantasy is an impossibility). Bo Yu Chen, on the other hand, aspires only to have a lot of money and holds solely himself in esteem. His selfish behavior gets him into trouble, however, and because of it, his success is fleeting.

Clearly an ironic metaphor for what's happening to the region, these two teens, along with their fellow co-workers, sleep under the main decks in rooms filled with bunks and lacking air-conditioning, while the tourists marveling at the changing environment enjoy fine dining and all the amenities of a luxury cruise line. The metaphor becomes clear towards the end of the film when an elderly man stands on the dam and stares out over the drowned cities and flooded landscapes and notes only his amazement with the Chinese government, for its ability to split the gigantic river in two. He smiles faintly, as we linger on his brittle face. A similar sentiment earlier in the film gives us a downtrodden man attempting to defend the actions of the government, but in the end, finds himself weeping uncontrollably.

Martin Heidegger was deeply concerned with man's relationship with nature, specifically when dealing with the question of Being. He wrote that man's increasing technological quest was directly changing his relationship to Being. That man is concerned only with conquering nature, severely alters his ability to be harmonious with nature. In this passage from his essay entitled, "The Question Concerning Technology," Heidegger describes the hydroelectric power station on the Rhine river:
The hydroelectric plant is set into the current of the Rhine. It sets the Rhine to supplying its hydraulic pressure, which then sets the turbines turning. This turning sets those machines in motion whose thrust sets going the electric current for which the long-distance power station and its network of cables are set up to dispatch electricity. In the context of the interlocking processes pertaining to the orderly disposition of electrical energy, even the Rhine itself appears to be something at our command.[1]
The problem has been festering for some time now. Where so many philosophers have argued in favor of conquering nature to suit our own practical needs, others have found that view point problematic from the start. Aristotle, for example, was largely concerned with merely understanding nature, while Descartes, the "Father of Modern Philosophy," wished to "render ourselves masters and owners of nature" (cf. Descartes' Discourse on Method). As Descartes' view of the world became the prevailing and popularized view of the world, at least when dealing with Western philosophy, Heidegger warned us of it's consequences, from a purely philosophical perspective. Now, we're seeing the practical complications of technology and industry, as such.

Up the Yangtze ends with a joke told by one of the inhabitants of the river Yangtze, a worker on one of the luxury cruise ships:

Two leaders, one an American and the other Chinese, are riding along in a car. They come to a fork in the road. To the right is the way of capitalism. To the left is socialism. The American leader suggests they go right. The Chinese leader agrees; though he suggests they do so, but turn on the left blinker.


[1] Martin Heidegger, "The Question Concerning Technology," Basic Writings Ed. David Krell (New York: HarperCollins Publishers, 1993), 321.

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flow.jpgDirector Irena Salina deals with the global issue surrounding the need for water conservation, due to the shortage of water world-wide, the social and political ramifications of privatization of water control, the startling realization that water all over the world is basically unsanitary, and the negative impact of water bottling.

Not only are governments building enormous dams, largely funded by the World Bank, that displace millions of people, but most of the world's water goes largely unchecked--both out of the tap and into the bottle. Millions of Americans, for example, get sick every year due to the stuff found in the water supply. And bottling companies are doing immense damage by sucking out all of the water in local areas and destroying the habitant and natural environment of nearby inhabitants. Far worse, they're taking all of the water and, in cahoots with government officials, forcing the poorer people to pay for the water that's already theirs.

The film focuses a great deal on local, community water sanitation systems in India that are affordable and practical. One of the neatest systems referenced in the film, is basically a merry-go-round for children. When the children spin each other around, the machine goes to work. Many governments shut these systems down, however, and substitute largely inefficient and costly systems, at the expense of the local community. The locals then have to walk several miles and pay a ridiculous amount for the water. Most of them cannot afford to pay, so they take their chances on the polluted river water.

What really made me cringe, however--and what really hit close to home--was the facts presented about major bottling companies and their practices. It's fairly common knowledge now that most bottled water is not from the springs or mountain valleys or whatever; but mostly just tap water. Many people that I've talked to about bottled water, say they drink it because, even though it's tap water, it's filtrated and more reliable than city water. Yet there's really no evidence to substantiate this. Unfortunately, there really is no regulation in the industry; and what little regulation there is, largely goes unchecked due primarily to a lack or resources. So, the bottled water you're drinking could actually be worse than the city tap water freely available at home.

Both of these films deal with the harsh realities of privatization of industries and the drastic negative effects they've had worldwide. The fact is that this is, and will remain, a global problem. No government or company should ever claim ownership or control the water supply, as it is necessary and essential for human survival. When President Skroob sucks the air out of a can (see Spaceballs), we all had a laugh because it was a parody: no one would ever really own air, would they? But corporations and governments currently own water and manipulate the water supply to suit their needs. Let's stop this before the slippery slope continues. Sign the petition to add a 31st article to the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, establishing access to clean water as a fundamental human right (thank you Flow: For Love of Water's website for making this accessible).

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