Do the work. It's why you here. Why you got into this thing. The daydreaming about red-carpets can come later, so can the moaning about bad auditions and evil producers. Forget about that and do the work.
I don't really care how much the latest superhero film took at the box office, although I'd probably know if you asked me. When I watch a film the main thing I am looking for is a good story. I like it when I look up at the big screen and can see a part of me staring back at me. More than anything, I am still looking for Jimmy Stewart and Jack Lemmon and Billy Wilder in every film I see.
Monday, 9 May 2011
Work
Do the work. It's why you here. Why you got into this thing. The daydreaming about red-carpets can come later, so can the moaning about bad auditions and evil producers. Forget about that and do the work.
Sunday, 8 May 2011
Five Questions For You
Would love for you to answer these, and also pass this on to anyone else who might be interested.
1. Has a film storyline or character ever inspired you to say or do something in your life that, otherwise, you wouldn't have said or done?
2. Artists die, but their work stays, as long as we keep viewing it. Why is the past important? Where do Chaplin, Capra and Hepburn fit into a world of iPhones and social networks?
3. What do you dislike most about movies?
4. Please sum up in only ONE word, what you are looking when you watch a film.
5. When you think of your love for movies, what one image comes to mind? (could be an image from a movie, could be a flashback of you as a kid eating popcorn, could be anything!)
Friday, 6 May 2011
Talent? No-one Cares
When you were young, you found out you had talent. Some people can put a sentence together better than others, some can sing a nice tune.
You think that's your ticket.
But talent isn't personal. Talent doesn't resonate.
But your personal story does. The tales and tumbles that make you a unique person.
A hundred years from now you're dead. There'll be others who can sing, others who can light a scene or hold a paintbrush.
But none of them have your fingerprints. Your handwriting is your own and when you look out of your window at night you see it in a way that only you can see.
Show us that. We want to know what you feel, and how it hurts you, and how it makes you scream with joy.
Wednesday, 4 May 2011
A Fast Five
Some bits made me jump, and I loved the tension. I bought into the nonsense. I usually have such a low bullshit meter, but with 'Insidious' I bought into it. And there was a weird bit at the end where Patrick Wilson goes into 'The Further' which was creepily like a recurring dream/nightmare I have.. so I was fascinated!
2. 'My Date With Drew's is a documentary about a guy who won $1100 on a game show and spent it documenting himself going after a dream he'd had his whole life: to have a date with Drew Barrymore.
It's funny, heartwarming and unexpectedly inspiring. Check it out, it came out on DVD like seven years ago.
3. I'm working my way through 'The Pacific'. It's different to what I expected. I'm six episodes in and I haven't really latched onto the characters. When someone on screen says a name I just kind of pretend I know who they're talking about. It's like when you're 200 pages into a book and the name Vera is mentioned and you haven't a clue who she is or how she relates to the main character.
But there are some poignant moments. And the 3rd episode was really moving.
4. I struggle to relax in the cinema. I need a perfect environment. Any sign of phone use, or chatter-- or, yesterday, in the row behind me was a constant foot shuffler tapper man! Tapping his feet, shuffling them around, munching on his little snacks he'd smuggled in. What a nightmare!
5. Who will they cast as Bin Laden?
Tuesday, 3 May 2011
The World Inside Of You
Osama Bin Laden is dead. Or maybe he's alive. Or maybe he was killed years ago.
And the Royal Wedding was a glorious triumph of love. Or maybe it was unearned privilege paid for by the people who struggle to put bread on the table. Or maybe it was irrelevant.
And President Obama is American. Or maybe he's a terrorist. Or maybe he's a dancer on Broadway and owned by Freemasons.
The job of the artist isn't to judge the different opinions, it's to get inside of them. To feel them, to understand where they come from.
Why do some English people want the Royal's out? Why do some Americans have a big problem with the color of Obama's skin? Why are people so quick to assume the Osama Bin Laden assassination was anything apart from what we were told?
Your answers to these questions aren't meant to be factual, but you're meant to be able to feel them. Feel the part of you that believes everything you're told and -- feel the part of you that mistrusts authority every single time. Dig into who you are until you find the part of you that is judgemental, or has prejudice. What's underneath that? Do you have fears? Painful experiences?
We are all so similar, yet so different. But we don't just want our art to appeal to people who look and feel like us. It needs to reach further. But we all have limits. Everyone is liberal, to a point. Everyone is loving, until they're fearful. Everyone is carefree, until they wake up in the morning.
Hitler was evil. Osama Bin Laden too. But most people aren't, they're doing the best they can. They believe they're doing right. It's easy to get caught up in the circus of calling the other side dumb, or ignorant; but it's more productive to explore it on a deeper level. Explore the ways in which you are dumb and ignorant, and help it make your work richer.