I can’t wait to see SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE this weekend and soak up some new lessons from Danny Boyle. His film career has been hit and miss, but the one thing I really admire about him as a filmmaker is his ability to move seamlessly from genre to genre.
Would you please work with me?
Will you please work with me?
The first NEW YORK LATELY review is in. Duane Martin from Rogue Cinema writes:
“It’s an absolutely wonderful piece of work.”
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For some reason, with the upcoming elections I stared to think of an old song that I love.
It’s hard to believe that PRAYING FOR TIME by George Michael came out in 1990. I still remember it clearly when it launched on the radio and everyone was commenting on how the track and new album (Listen Without Prejudice Vol. 1) was such a radical departure from his first album.
Almost 20 years later, the lyrics seem more relevant than ever.
PRAYING FOR TIME — George Michael
These are the days of the open hand
They will not be the last
Look around now
These are the days of the beggars
And the choosers
This is the year of the hungry man
Whose place is in the past
Hand in hand with ignorance
And legitimate excuses
The rich declare themselves poor
And most of us are not sure
If we have too much
But well take our chances
Because God stopped keeping score
I guess somewhere along the way
He must have let us all out to play
Turned his back and all gods children
Crept out the back door
Chorus
And its hard to love,
Theres so much to hate
Hanging on to hope
When there is no hope to speak of
And the wounded skies above
Say its much too late
Well maybe we should all be
Praying for time
These are the days of the empty hand
Oh you hold on to what you can
And charity is a coat you wear
Twice a year
This is the year of the guilty man
Your television takes a stand
And you find that what was over there
Is over here
So you scream from behind your door
Say whats mine is mine and not yours
I may have too much
But Ill take my chances
Because God stopped keeping score
And you cling to the things
They sold you
Did you cover your eyes when
They told you
That he cant come back
Because he has no children
To come back for
This perfectly captures the mood I sometimes feel as I sit in front of my computer writing my next 2 scripts concurrently — yes I’m crazy.
His loneliness — or solitude depending on how you see it — is quite inspiring to me.
So as I wait to hear back from the film festivals about NY Lately, I’ve started writing my next feature script.
I already have some people in mind to work with again — sort of the “regulars” I guess you could call them. And it’s exciting to know that I may be working with new people as well…maybe even some on my wish-list.
I’ve set a goal to have a first draft done by the end of the year….and a polished script by the time I start hitting the festival circuit (fingers crossed) — ready to shop around for funding and/or a producer to help get it made. I believe it’s a unique concept that hasn’t really been done before, so it should be really interesting.
So I guess it’s back to my cave now.
Here’s a fun interview conducted by Nelson Wong from AArisings — it covers such topics as NY Lately as well as my filmmaking career thus far.
I love this new design — it will be used for the film festival run.
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I’m coming up for air for a split second….no time to write for a while trying to finish up NEW YORK LATELY for a private screening.
In the meantime, here’s the scene from SOMETIMES A GREAT NOTION that I wrote about in my previous post about Paul Newman.
Back to work now.
