"In the world which is upside down, the true is a moment of the false."
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Thursday, June 10, 2004 holy fucking shit. first, some background. we shot sleep away! a few weekends ago here at the bunker in lovely brooklyn, ny. the shoot was a dream. it was almost entirely an in house-production. actors, filmmakers, gear, grips, skills, talents, space, special effects, production design, editing, all of it, was hatched here in the house. the shoot, for the most part, was a dream. i mean, hell, we shot the whole thing in our house. it'll never be this good again, if ya know what i mean. what made the whole thing so awesome was that i got to work with my friends, my roommates and other fellow travelers who, like myself, are total pros. we flew through shot lists. we got pretty much everything we wanted effortlessly. there were times when kat and i and our protagonist, neil, were really thinking as if we were using the same brain. for the most part, it was a beyond joyous experience. we did it all with three totas and a shotgun attached to a telescoping plastic pole manufactured for the purpose of changing light bulbs. we did good, is what i'm tryin' to say here, kiddos. plus, i got to work with the lovely ms. rev. jen, always a bonus. now, before i go off the 'everything was peachy' cliff, let me explain that one of the first things we shot, the climax of the film, was both great, more than we could've hoped for and seriously lacking. one of the first shots on our list was the all-zombies-on deck-fountain-o'-blood shot. the payoff to the whole enterprise. we had to split the shoots for the finale, a sequence i like to refer to, as the editor at least, as 'zombie-palooza', in to three separate days. translation: huge pain in the ass, not only to shoot but even more so to edit. the first four-fifths of the film practically edit themselves. part of this owes to the fact that we got pretty much great sound on every take, (there were no trains over the williamsburg bridge the weekend we shot. thank you, baby jesus!) so i don't have to go picking through less than great takes searchin' for the one with the decent audio. the normal 'movie' part edits itself. i could train monkeys to do that part. but, the 'zombie-palooza' has puzzled me for weeks. it haunts my sleep. 
then, on sunday, something happened to me that almost never happens. i got sick. i can count on one hand the times i've been truly sick in the last ten years. i spent sunday afternoon/evening through about 4 pm yesterday in this awful feverish, achy, cough-y hell. i was only partially cognizant, if at all, for the most part. this is what i remember for those lost days/hours: hot. it's hot as hell here in brooklyn for the past few days. i've been one feverish/jittery freak for the past few days. i seem to remember lots of dreams about reagan, lots of very personal dreams where the gipper and i are saving a sinking ship or admiring a cute puppy, saving some monkeys from poachers or telling gorby that 'bosco' just don't cut it. go get some hershey's, bee-yatch. so, i've been rolling around in a 'bedtime for bonzo'-like daze for days now. trying to figure out how i'm gonna wrap this zombie movie up. it's been really taxing, so to speak. that was until today. via susan at suburban guerrilla who happened to link this: Bush dumps Cheney and instead choses... Zombie Reagan as his running mate. Bush/Zombie Reagan 2004 Announcement [Transcript of press conference in the Rose Garden on June 7th, 2004.] BUSH: Hello. Thank you all for coming. I know you're not here to listen to me talk, so I'll make this brief. America has always needed strong leaders, and as you know, we are lucky enough today to have one of the strongest back with us. Now more than ever, our country needs the wisdom, courage and pride that defined the presidency of the man I am about to introduce to you. And, so, ladies and gentlemen, I am proud to present my new nominee for the Vice Presidency of the United States: Zombie Reagan! [Applause.] ZOMBIE REAGAN: BRAAAAAINS! BRAAAAINS! BUSH: I'm afraid we're out of time. Thank you. [Transcript ends.] i follow the link. this is where i end up. amazing, really. 
i think i've found not only one of the cooler new memes out there and a way to save our movie in one fell swoop. i really wanna talk to these zombie-reagan dudes. i'm certain we have beautiful music to make together i usually sign these off with some little pearl o' whatever from the world of rock and roll. today i go one better. if you have not yet done so(c, i'm talkin' to ya, girl.) run, don't walk, to get the new loretta lynn record. you'll be so happy you did. it's absolutely effin' brilliant. really. loretta lynn "women's prison" "..now they've strapped me in the chair and covered up my eyes.. ..and the last voice i hear on earth is my momma's cry...." posted by downtown | 3:59 AM |
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