Tuesday 31 July 2007

Turn Right at Jupiter...'til you get to Saturn...



An early working title for Manila Envelope was inspired by a friend's directions to a cab driver. Jupiter was the name of a street not far from the apt. building where myself and some of my expat work colleagues lived. One morning as I was sharing a cab into work, my friend Rob Nothisrealname., instructed the driver to "turn right at Jupiter", which I loved, but let's face it, it's just too ambiguous.

Gentle Reader,

I've been on holiday for over a week, which has been lovely, but...
I haven't really done much of any of the things that I had planned to do...
like, PAINT!
...or...tidy up this Blog...write a few entries.

Tidy up our flat!...sort crap out; build some shelving.
Get my badly needed eyeglasses.

Lots of things have changed quite considerably of late, in ways that were not immediately obvious...I wouldn't go so far as to suggest that I suddenly feel more secure...but I certainly feel less insecure about our situation than I have for a very long time...maybe ever. Curiously enough we're all working right now; although at this writing only James is at work as this is the first day of Zen's break.
This is also the first real paid holiday I've had in years (as opposed to an unscheduled, unplanned for, sudden cessation of work (like in the God-forsaken animation biz).
I actually like my current job.

I've also realized; as I thought might turn out to be the case; that I've completely let go of any ambitions to ever work in the film biz at any level ever again...how did I ever get so hopelessly sidetracked?...what sheer folly!...of course there's still a part of me that thinks that having reached that level of detachment and cynicism I'm now better equipped to tackle it.
Anything for a quiet life...that has long been my guiding principle.

...but to digress, I have done some painting, and am enjoying playing with my new camera, a Panasonic FZ8, hence the space trip in the Intrepid class Starship Potemkin above.

Monday 23 July 2007

Even I know that it's not all about M.E.

So much to write about and so much that is so much more important than my stupid Unmade Movie (M.E., Manila Envelope); but then, hey...I had to kick this all off somehow...I had a sense that this would start out one way and little by little become something else...in fact, I was kind of counting on it...

The BIGGEST and Best news is that my son, our son, started his first job today...he should be finished shortly so I'm going to go to pick him up...

Saturday 7 July 2007

I'm with Busey..sort of...

Me and my hopeless dream of making a movie...You and I both know that it's all been done before.
Not long after I left the Philippines, an Australian production company, McElroy & McElroy, (who curiously enough had offices in the same building as Hanna Barbera; where I first worked in Sydney) produced a very fine dramatic mini-series about the People Power Revolution and the assassination of Ninoy Aquino.
Much to my immense frustration it aired in Canada after I resettled in the U.K.
I finally saw it in London in '89, only three years after witnessing some of the real events first hand. I taped it at the time and again in '96 when Channel 4 ran it to mark the tenth anniversary of the revolution.
A couple of years ago I was able to track down an NTSC copy on Amazon.



A Dangerous Life
Director: Robert Markowitz
Writer: David Williamson (teleplay)




The Dynastic Duo
FM and FL*, are brilliantly portrayed by the much too lovely Tessie Tomas and the late great Ruben Rustia, whose performance is also a flawless vocal impression.
*Ferdinand Marcos and First Lady (the Filipinos love their achronyms and abbreviations)

Jake Busey looks so much like his Dad...wouldn't it be great, I thought, in a tangequel kind of way, to have a scene where my protagonist meets Tony O'Neil (this time 'round played by Jake Busey) in the lobby of the Manila Garden Hotel..."You know, Tony O'Neil, he's that muck-raking reporter for that American news channel who's always getting into trouble, yeah, I talked to him at the Garden, he's a really cool guy."

Sunday 1 July 2007

an accident of birth...eh

Oh Can'tada

What does Canada Day mean to me?...I can remember my first July 1st in Australia...working at Hanna Barbera and thinking Thank God I 'm not in Canada...