Friday, December 30, 2005

Sex Machine Premiere

The ladies of "Sex Machine" at the premiere party in Oklahoma City Wednesday Night. This was not taken by me. I was home. Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, December 28, 2005

Overture, Hit the Lights

Oh, I wish I were winging my way to Oklahoma City right now to attend the premiere of Christopher Sharpe's long-awaited Sex Machine, which I had a humble small hand in (or bigger hand in, if the premiere goes well). Unfortunately I have yet to get settled in to my new job and accumulate any days off. I hope to report more here tomorrow or the next day when I hear how everything went.

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Monday, December 26, 2005

Satan Claus

The holidays passed painlessly enough. I helped my nephew build a muscle car model and my mother-in-law install a wireless router. I got some dress clothes for work and some winemaking books and a copy of Eldest by Christopher Paolini from my daughter. My brother gave me a copy of the 2005 "Best of 24 Hour Comics Day" book that I didn't get into with The Liberator but I can't begrudge the inclusion of the arctic pirate comic that opens the edition, which is far superior to half the comics out there today. He also gave me a DVD from a film fest down in Bloomington, Indiana. His gifts always carry a cryptic message. My brother and I also played Memoir '44 which is a World War II board game somewhere between Squad Leader and Axis and Allies. I ate a lot of turkey and ham and slept in front of a couple of movies and promised I would start losing twenty pounds next year. Last year I vowed to complete twelve minicomics and I only knocked out eight, so we'll see where this vow goes.

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Monday, December 19, 2005

Live from Budokan

Much to the chagrin of many internet movie reviewers, I am still alive (and if you think I am being facetious, look up some reviews of "Peter Rottentail"). The new day job, plus some unseasonably early blasts of snow and ice, plus the impending holidays, have all taken me away a bit from my blogging duties.

And I have been cheating a bit on this blog. With my new one.

So I was at my mother-in-law's annual Holiday Open House and somehow the conversation turns, as it often does when I am around, to the subject of b-movies. And I found myself defending the shower scene in "Among Us" by stating simply, when one encounters a sasquatch, a brisk refreshing shower will restore one's courage and well-being. And the room fell silent, as this is a perfectly defensible position whose logic cannot be refuted. Yet one more way b-movies are better than real life.

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Saturday, December 10, 2005

Secret Sex Machine

I found out that the top secret premiere of "Sex Machine" will be in Oklahoma City on December 28. If I had not just changed days jobs and thus accumulated no vacation days yet I would so be there. I hope somebody is cool enough to steal a bootleg and send it to me.

Wednesday, December 07, 2005


My new day job is absorbing a lot of time, though I have found the time to swap phone calls and emails with a lot of the cast and crew of Black Mass, the World War II-era supernatural story I wrote for Polonia Brothers/Intercoast. As preview copies start leaking out, the feedback has been very positive. Of course part of the fun of seeing it for me is that I was there on set for a lot of it, and you recall all the slightly numbing hysteria surrounding any production, only now with six or seven months' grace it all has gone warm and fuzzy. But no matter what the critics cast far and wide across the net and IRL might say, I'm proud of my part in it. And thus I am still holding on to my promise to be proud of everything I've done, my first rule of screenwriting, and one I wonder how many people can claim as their own.

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