Showing posts with label Los Angeles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Los Angeles. Show all posts

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Did we just drive past Bradley Cooper?

Things I've learned since leaving film school.

1) Debt sucks, it takes for ever to pay off, and it makes you broke.
2) Minimum wage jobs also suck, especially when you have the affore mentioned debt. (see #1)
3) Nobody gives a shit about reality stars except the people who watch their tv shows. Having had a few of these staged in my presence recently, I can tell you their more scripted than the dramas gracing your screen. Although, the stars are totally just as stupid as they appear.
4) Traffic in LA only sucks, because people here are stupid. No, really, there's totally no problem with the infrastructure. Shocking, I know.
5) Everybody really is an actor, or a writer, or has a friend or a cousin or an uncle who "is totally in the biz".
6) If you call and bitch about your pizza being undercooked, the non-English speaking asshole on the other end of the phone will berate you for trying to rip off his business by demanding a replacement cause he "totally asked the cook, who insists it was cooked properly. Therefore, you lie."
7) People here really do get ahead by kissing ass, I've seen them at it.

Aside from that, I'd say its like everywhere else. Only a little bit sunnier. Which I'm okay with.

Now for something different, anyone get to book three of A Song of Ice and Fire? (A Storm of Swords) I'm like halfway through, and I seriously need to talk to somebody about what is going on!!!! D-:

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

The Whole Bloody Affair

There is one man who shows us again and again why the Hollywood machine is a detriment to Cinema. Quentin Tarantino. He is truly brilliant, and when he delivers a four hour movie complete with an intermission, the studio lucky enough to have that treat land in their laps should sit back and just let it happen.
Last night I had the ultimate privilege of going to my favorite L.A. theater, the Beverly Cinema to see Kill Bill: The Whole Bloody Affair screened in it's entirety. The exact same film reels used at the Cannes Film Festival, complete with French subtitles. It was in a word, GLORIOUS. I owe a slap to whoever made him hack and cut this into two parts. Now don't get me wrong, Kill Bill Vol:1 & 2 are amazing. Up to this point, I really couldn't see how the complete version could have been that much better. I obviously am seriously lacking in imagination.

First of all, it was unrated. No MPA imposed b&w over the slaughter of the Crazy 88's. Which was extended on top of that fact and really, you miss so much of the art and effort put into that scene. There are some magnificent, ridiculously long, shots which follow characters around and switch perspectives all in a seamless movement. The animated origin of O-Ren Ishii is extended and shows some truly brutal carnage.My favorite aspect of seeing this film in it's original form is the fact that while split in two the second film seemed lacking, when released as one film the story and the arc and the plot all moves along perfectly. The structure is perfect, everything is awesome. This really needs to be released on DVD or Blue-Ray so that everyone can experience it.



Also, according to Tarantino, Kill Bill 2 (or 3 depending on how you look at it...) will take place 10 years after the resolution of the original film. Giving B.B. Time to grow and have a normal life. I'm hoping, that she'll be right beside her mother kicking ass, cause that kid had a sadistic side. Who's with me?

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Another reason to love Los Angeles:

I suppose in any other era not speaking to someone, or in this case updating a blog, for a week wasn't anything to sneeze at. However in modern times, a week is almost a lifetime. There has been a lot of upheaval in MeaganLand though, so you'll have to bear with me. Things might be settling into a more coherent form of crazy soon.

As for what I've been up to, I found and moved into a new apartment here in LA with a classmate from film school. Which is far nicer than the tumultuous arangments of the past few months. BunnyGate 2011 included. (details if you want em, but suffice it to say I don't understand the appeal of having pet bunny rabbits....)
I ran into critically acclaimed Director David O. Russell, who did such movies as The Fighter, and Three Kings. Who was rather nice, just don't ask me how I feel about his film I Heart Huckabees, because I am not a fan.....

There was also a pre-release screening for a film, which I am unable to technically blog about because I signed legal wavers. :-( Rest assured as soon as the movie actually comes out, you will be the first to know. However, I'm hoping that it gets rescued because the cut that I saw unfinished though it was can't even be classified as a hot mess. It was a disastuh. 

Tonight marks yet another film screening. One that I've been looking forward to for literally YEARS. Back in 2003 (i believe) Quentin Tarantino screened his movie Kill Bill at Cannes. In it's entirety. It was subsequently chopped and re-edited into two parts. Tonight though, I get to witness The Whole Bloody Affair. Tarantino's original cut, with extended animation sequences, and from what I've heard a colored version of the slaughter of the Crazy 88's.

I literally can't wait, I'm so excited.
You may expect my full gushing review soon enough. I might need a while to digest the awesome tonight is sure to bring. Speaking of Tarantino, I was in Hollywood today and went into Amoeba Music. Which is pretty much the best music/dvd store in the city. They happen to have sections dedicated to certain actors or directors in their catalogue and how can seeing something like this not make your day?

  
I'll leave you with this. One day, I'll have my very own section. Until then, I'll see you around.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

"Are you gonna pull those pistols or whistle Dixie? "

It's either one thing or the other. Tonight, it was a legend of old Hollywood and Modern Cinema. The king of the spaghetti western. The muse of Sergio Leone. The Man with No Name. Dirty Harry himself.
If you haven't caught it yet I don't know what to do with you.

It's come to my attention that I have a proclivity to run into my hero's. Not exactly something to be ashamed of, even when the "run in" only consists of eyes meeting over check out stands at a busy store on a Saturday night.
This Saturday night, I had the awesome fortune to bump into the man himself, Mr. Clint Eastwood. Words cannot explain how much I love this guy, but I'll try. I grew up in a "rustic" area of northern California where cowboys were a common sight, and the cow that lived in the pasture who I called Omar was affectionately called "dinner" by my non-to-tactful father. Western's were a staple of our household and classics such as The Outlaw Josey Wales, The Man With No Name Trilogy, and High Plains Drifter were often viewed and highly adored.
Now past his gunslinging youth, Mr Eastwood continues to wow the World with his stunning Directorial masterpieces (starting in 1971 with Play Misty For Me). Films like Million Dollar Baby, and Grand Torino all of which are critically acclaimed, and rightfully so.
Long story short, I've come to accept the fact that when I decide to frolic off to Whole Food's at 8pm on a Saturday because I'm craving Chocolate Almond Milk, I should listen. Because it allows me to snap hella sketchy cellphone pics of my idols.




"Right turn, Clyde."

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

It's Go Go, Not Cry Cry.


To say that I'm a big fan of Quentin Tarantino is an understatement. I LOVE his movies, I LOVE his writing, I LOVE his sense of humor, I LOVE the movies he produces... It's just an all around love fest.
Needless to say, when I heard that in celebration of his birthday this month Tarantino was hand selecting all the movies scheduled to play at his New Beverly Cinema,  I was very excited. Even more excited when I found out that one of those nights included a triple feature:
Planet Terror, Death Proof, and Machete. Three of my favorite movies, two of which are by the great Robert Rodriguez. (who I also love. And can I just fan girl for a moment to say holy shit is this man attractive.... wow. okay, I'm done. Maybe.)



The new Beverly Cinema is amazing. They have a great line-up of classic movies, they have great priced snacks, ($1 junior mints? Hell yeah.) the seats are pretty comfy, and it's extremely intimate. In a good way. If I was basing my night solely on the fact that I got to sit and watch some epic movies in this great little theater, that alone would have been a solid night. But it gets better.

I met Quentin Tarantino and Robert Rodriguez. They came to sit in the crowd and enjoy watching their films on screen, and even did a little intro before hand. Quentin also hand selected the old school commercials and trailers that accompanied the film, saying that this is the way the had wanted the movie to be shown in theaters when it was released, and now at their own theater they could force us to watch whatever they wanted. :-p They were really funny, and sooo unbelievably great. I ran over to chat them up during intermission and while I couldn't have made a bigger stuttering/baffoony mess of myself, (including saying some of the most bizarre compliments...) They couldn't have been more personable, gracious and amazing. If you get the chance to meet either of these amazing directors, don't hesitate. You won't regret it. I know I can cross it off of my list of things to do before I die. Although I would love a chance to make a second more coherent impression...

Till next time.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Two blogs in one day?! What?!

Okay, so in my excitement, I completely forgot about something super-cool I did recently. I got to go and see the original 1982 TRON on glorious 70mm film down at the AERO theater here in Santa Monica. If you think the dvd version of the movie is awesome, you really are missing out. Trust me, I was there once.


This movie was made to be seen on the big screen. You can see details and minutia that you would have never noticed before. The scope of everything is greater, everything is clearer... You really feel like the Grid is a real place, unlike in the dvd version where everything appears almost cartoonish.
I also got to meet the man behind the movie, Steven Lisberger. He is ridiculously chill, and a true embodiment of the seventies. (please excuse the shoddy quality of the pic, my cellphone camera is no bueno) I also met some awesome Tron fans.


Next week I'm going to Quentin Tarantino's theatre, the New Beverly Cinema, to see a Grindhouse Triple Feature. Planet Terror, Death Proof and Machete. Back to back, to back. It's going to be amazing. I'm crossing my fingers that Quentin himself shows up. (or Eli Roth for that matter, since he plays a small role in Planet Terror, lives in LA and is kinda a sucker for these things. I'd like to grill him on when his next movie is coming out. I really don't appreciate having to wait this long... lol) Or I could just ask Quentin about his upcoming Western. If you haven't heard about it, I suggest you look into it. Details are needed, ASAP.

Nevermind the water mark...

Welcome to the beach.
I basically love California. Leaving here was the bane of my existence as a child. Now that I'm back, I can honestly say I feel very at home. It's awesome. I'm also starting to finally get on my feet. I just landed a really neat job at a juice bar down on the Promenade in Santa Monica. It's only 3 blocks to the beach, and the people all seem really great. It's not working in tv/film, but I'm still pretty stoked about it. All I need now is to find a place to move into next month...

Feel free to come and visit me, I don't have an issue playing tour guide. Oh, if you think I'll get tired of posting pictures of the beach/ocean, think again. 

Thursday, February 10, 2011

"Neither comprehension nor learning can take place in an atmosphere of anxiety." - Rose Kennedy

Since I've been in Los Angeles I've been attempting to get my hands on an internship. It's probably one of the best ways to break into the entertainment industry and trust me, I need all the help I can get. Quite frankly though, I think there is some kind of conspiracy happening.
The first interview I went on, I was asked if I spoke French, Italian, or Manderin. How about none of the above? Then I was sent off to write a free piece of coverage on a script, which I dutifully did. (very well if I do say so myself, even though the script was terrible/disturbing!) I sent it in, and never heard from them again.
My second interview was even more of a disaster. Even after I had supposedly aced it, and was told they would call me to confirm but I should plan on coming in. (did I mention that when I entered the office I was blatantly ignored for a solid 30min even after making my presence known? ) Anyway, they never called so I did, and I got "Oh, yeah. I'll have to check, let me call you back." They didn't, so I did the next day. No answer, no answer, no answer. So I emailed, and got "What was your availability again?" that's it. So I replied in a very nicely formatted email, and I got "Okay, come in Friday 10-6 and we'll work it out then."
So I'm assuming that was my rousing, "We've decided your a good fit for our company and want you to come on as an intern. Welcome to ------ Entertainment!" Not even a hearty handshake. Excuse me if I'm a little wary about waking up at the crack of dawn tomorrow to go down. Especially after my 2 hours parked in their garage during the interview cost me $36 and there is no other legal parking near by! I don't know about you, but I can't afford to work an 8hr day, and pay out $40 plus dollars.

Maybe I'm being down on the industry. After all, I've only been in Los Angeles officially for a week today. I did after all get another call for an interview from a very lovely sounding secretary, who I'm desperately hoping to hear back from so i can leave Captain Wishy-Washy in the dust.

Now for the good things that happened today... I have made some progress on the outline for a re-write on the pilot I'm developing. It's more like a completely new concept, even if it is the same one I've been working with. Hopefully it all turns out well so i can get an Agent, sell my spec, and live the dream. That's not too much to ask is it? Oh well, the thing to remember is that this business, like many, isn't easy. No one should expect it to be. The key is to keep your chin up, and keep on working at it, because one day the door will open and all you have to do is be ready to walk through.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

"Go out on a limb. That's where the fruit is." - Jimmy Carter

I read an article on one of my favorite blogs Classy Career Girl about networking. Now, Heaven knows I'm not the most outgoing person, especially when it comes to asking people for things, but this really rang a bell for me. I've never been in a position where I needed other people so much, and not just for their help, but for their experience. I've also developed a complex over the years where I feel bad anytime I ask for help, there's no need for that.
The challenge is to meet up/make contact with with 4 people you know, and 4 people you don't every month in order to expand your network. I've done pretty well so far, I had lunch with two classmates of mine from film school. It was a great opportunity to see how their doing and what actions they are taking to advance their careers, as well as share what I've been up to and get feed back. You never realize how helpful stuff like that really is until your in the thick of it. I'm planning a lunch with another old classmate for next week, and have decided to make a wish list of professionals I'd like to do informal interviews with. I think this is the start of something good. :-)

... AND NOW FOR SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT.

I'm in L.A. now, I adore this city. It's been really fun driving around and running errands to get the lay of the land. In fact, just this morning I was up in Burbank ordering my very first set of business cards. I feel very professional. lol. I'll have to put pictures up when I get them. I also went to the beach out in Santa Monica with my mom who was visiting. It was a gorgeous day, and I even took a few pictures.