Recently I wrote about making a film for the Melbourne 48 Hour Film Competition.
My film, “Faster, Stronger, Higher” screened last weekend at the BMW Edge and it was one of about 28 in competition.
Now it is one of the 12 City Best Finalists.
I am nervous. First prize is a scholarship and equipment hire.
If it wins I promise not to do a Gwyneth. I may however channel Sally Field – “Oh you like me, you really, really like me.”
I am tired, so very tired. Over the weekend I co-produced a four minute film for the 48 Hour Film Competition.
On Friday night at 7pm, Quinine Films team leader Olivia drew from the hat the genre of Sports Film.
And from then it was on.
By 11pm we had a plot. Casting decisions had been made. Prop makers organised and locations hurridly arranged.
We started filming at 9am Saturday and wrapped up about 13 hours later.
Olivia and Karl looked after the filming and sound.
I coached the actors and improvised with them.
We edited through the night and re-shot a scene on Sunday. And then we edited some more.
Karl made a four minue score using a synth and guitar.
We handed in our film at 6.57pm Sunday.
By 7.30 pm we were having a drink at Transport.
By 9.30 I was in a coma.
My flat is a mess. We filmed there.
My body aches. My brain hurts.
I am a vegetarian zombie today.
Gosh it was good fun.
Filed under: Australia, Melbourne, Melbourne International Arts Festival, Performance, Review
New York city artist, poet, composer, singer, multimedia performer and writer Laurie Anderson premiered her latest work, Homeland last night at the Melbourne International Arts Festival.
It is quite an extraordinary piece; an epic poem set to music that eschewed traditional narrative while providing stinging criticism of both the war on terror and the current cultural landscape. She rails aginst ‘underwear gods’ and ‘experts’ while creating a luxurious and inviting soundscape of beats and violin juxtaposed against her warm and sweet voice.
Anderson is an intriguing presence; elfin-like, she commands the stage with her minimal frame as she sings in a voice that is both booming, sweet and detached.
It could have been quite didactic, and when the album is released next year there will be NO singles, but by the end it was a loving, hypnotic and hilarious tribute to Anderson’s Homeland.
It is on until Friday at Hamer Hall. Go and see it as it is truly terrific.
Filed under: Australia, Connex, Lynne Kosky, Melbourne, Metlink, Politics, Public Transport, Yarra Trams
Victoria has experienced a 20 per cent increase in public transport cretinage over the past twelve months. Simply put, this is 20 per cent more pole huggers and space-wasters than at the time last year. As a result of the increased crush on decaying infrastructure; I have reluctantly introduced new public transport regulations for Victoria.
Farters
Train, tram and bus farters are to be immediately taken from the place of fartation and tied to a chair in a gas chamber, whereupon the flatulence of elephants with diarrhoea shall be pumped into said chamber. The convicted criminal shall remained tied to he chair until they start to grow tusks.
Pole Huggers.
Pole huggers are the intellectually bereft cretins who lean against poles in crowded train vestibules, thereby taking up valuable pole space. These inconsiderate oafs then look on while their fellow passengers search and seek for alternative means of ensuring that they are not thrown about the vestibule and into other passengers. Mostly, the polite non-pole huggers are then forced to place their hand on the roof of the carriage for the entirety of their journey. The punishment for pole huggers is to have a pole surgically inserted because they like poles so much.
Loud Talkers.
Loud talkers shall have their mobile phones confiscated and their vocal chords ripped out with a potato peeler. They will then be forced to quit their jobs and work at the Metlink call centre dealing exclusively with customer complaints.
Old People Travelling out of Curfew Hours.
Old people have no business being on public transport during peak hour and are only allowed on public transport between 9 am and 3pm, and after 7pm Monday to Friday. Any old person who attempts to travel outside these hours shall be removed from the vehicle and forfeit all their cash and valuables. They will then be spun around three times, kicked up the arse and told to make their own way home.
People Travelling with Bikes.
People may travel with bikes only after 8pm Monday to Friday. Any person who attempts to travel with a bike outside of these hours shall forfeit their bicycle and be given inline skates and tied to the back of train by a piece of rope no less than ten metres long. Upon arrival at their station, they will be untied from the train and allowed to go about their daily business.
Seat Baggers.
The crime of seat bagging is one of the most serious offences in the new public transport rules and regulations. A seat bagger is a person who places his or her briefcase, suitcase, handbag, backpack or any other carrying case on a seat to prevent another person from sitting there. The punishment for seat bagging is death, with the criminal to be immediately removed from the public transport vehicle and buried up to their knees, whereupon they will be beaten to death by heavy set Crapex staff carrying over-stuffed Fendi Baguettes handed into lost property.
Train Pissers.
People who urinate on trains, trams or busses will forfeit all right to live in free society forever. They will be immediately removed from the vehicle and taken to the Werribee sewerage treatment plant whereopon they will be given floaties and be sentenced to spend the term of their natural lives bobbing up and down amongst the untreated sewerage.
These rules and regulations have been approved by oneplanetmikey, the democratically elected leader of the people’s republic of oneplanetmikey.
