Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Tron Wayne Gacy

Today, you are witnessing a dream starting to come true. That dream: make a movie called Tron Wayne Gacy and have that title make sense. Now before you get on my case about being an impulsive nerd (I am, but never you mind that!) the title fits the finished work, I promise. Not that it's about computerized serial killers, but that the title represents an amalgam of lives wasted, of time stolen, of time never given back. If that sounds pretentious, you must be new around here because that's just me. And I don't want the conversation to be about me, let's make it about the people who helped me. This movie is 90% done and it blows my mind. Why? Because I did so little and left the legwork up to the Honors Zombie Players, who are growing at a rapid clip, to my unending pleasure.

And who are they? Some familiar faces and some new ones. I had the immense pleasure of working with Alexandra Maiorino and Tucker Johnson again, as well as working in another cameo for Sean Van Deuren, who I can't get enough of. I worked for the first time with Rae Mathias and Emily Skeggs in a tiny role, two wonderfully talented actresses who I became acquainted with thanks to (not) working at Media Services with Tucker. They fit right in to the story and they do pretty incredible work. Also here is Alysha Currie who co-directed/produced my short Bright Lights and Noah Aust. A word about Noah. This film wouldn't have happened without Films From The Margin, a group I was put in charge of this, my last semester at Emerson College. It's Emerson's oldest/only group dedicated to watching obscure art films. Noah was the only returning member from last semester (I recruited everyone else - Tucker, Sean, Alex, Alysha, Kyle McDonald) and was one of the most intriguing people I've met at Emerson. He's our Terry Gilliam, a stellar animator and a first-rate creative mind and I was pleased not only to have him appear in the film, but to crib from one of his movies which in its own way deals with the subject of the movie. I've since appeared in one of his shorts, one of the most rewarding experiences I've had at Emerson, and it's always great to see how he reacts to the movies we screen at FFM.
Sean and I programmed most of the meetings, gearing the viewing towards newer films like Dogtooth, House of the Devil and fatefully the work of Joe Swanberg. We got a chance to interview a number of incredible people, Houston King, Brian Yuzna, Monte Hellman, Elijah Drenner, Jeremy Kasten, Aaron Katz and perhaps most fatefully Swanberg himself. After our interview Joe sent us dvds of his latest work, a double feature consisting of the equally jaw-dropping Silver Bullets and Art History. Talking to Swanberg and Katz and gaining insight into how they pull off such insane feats of catharsis and emotional tightrope-walking gave me confidence that you don't need a big budget to make a film that feels huge. Art History still hits me once every few days, it's feeling of Euro-arthouse style claustrophobia and unending tension. Swanberg is nothing short of genius and these two films forever cement him as one of the greatest american filmmakers, a true auteur.
Watching Joe's films and seeing the same faces and themes, coupled with Alex and Alysha's expressed desire to act with each other in a movie made me realize that I need to make something that expressed what I'd learned/how awed I was by the work we'd seen at FFM. Tron Wayne Gacy was to be the Films from the Margin movie and features everyone who regularly attended meetings. I even convinced Eljiah Drenner, director of American Grindhouse, a film with its own connections to Emerson, and Jeremy Kasten, himself an Emerson grad and the director of some amazing trippy horror films (The Attic Expeditions, The Wizard of Gore and the upcoming The Dead Ones which I'm so psyched about) to do some voice work for the film, which was just too cool. Elijah has my favourite job, making films about great American sleaze pictures and releasing them on DVD. Jeremy was the very first director I ever saw talk about his work after moving to Boston to study film. That he's now a part of my movie, the last thing I did before leaving Boston, is beyond incredible. It's a dream come true. Our film was made for nothing: what you see us drinking and eating was the budget. It was shot in roughly seven hours spread out over a month and the idea came to me like a flash of lightning. It would have been easy to make a film that simply aped the style of the films we watched in FFM, but I wanted to try something at once stupidly risky and incredibly simple and went ahead and did it against my better judgment.

Like the best of Swanberg's work, Tron Wayne Gacy is meant to make viewers question the act of watching and to jolt them out of their comfort zone which is definitely a lofty and pretentious goal, but what can I say? I go brattily esoteric or go home. Oh I'd also like to thank Shujen Wang for putting me in charge of the group, Jon Gianvito for not kicking me out when no one but my six friends showed up, and Bruce LaBruce for making me believe in film as art again in a moment of great need.

Tron Wayne Gacy was filmed in my favourite places to get food in coffee in boston, the Boloco down the block from Emerson, Thinking Cup Coffee, who serve the greatest hazelnut latte I've ever had, Rosebud, the Boston area's only train car diner and The Pulse Cafe in Davis Square, who serve to my knowledge the greatest vegan food on the planet. Thanks for keeping me alive, guys.
Poster design by Noah Aust

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Outtake from Beyond The Game

Hey, Cinema Purgatorio, a great independent distributor asked me to share this with you, so here it is. If you're a nerd you'll like this more I'm thinking, but anything Purgatorio is worth a look.








Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Two New Films by Sarah Duff

These films constitute the directorial debut of my frequent collaborator (and girlfriend) Sarah Duff. She's made short form performance movies as showcases of new songs and to keep in touch with people but these are the first films she's made to be more than simple deliveries of a song or a message and I think they're special. And I'm not just saying that. I think they work pretty well as a double feature given that they're both shot on grainy HD in Bar Harbour, Maine and have experimental structures. Both films are impressionist and benefit from expert use of natural lighting, something she picked up on immediately and used splendidly. Enjoy!




Sunday, April 17, 2011

Poorly Shot Interviews Over Coffee #9

Roger House is one of the few professors (Peter Ammirati and Jason Gordon spring to mind as well) whose influence and power to captivate lasts even after you've left his classroom. Most days I walk out of class and immediately share whatever brilliant and funny thing he said in class with everyone at Media Services. He's one of the reasons I have faith in Emerson College not giving into its most base impulses and becoming the commercial shill hole it seems destined to become. House is a history professor when he's not writing critically acclaimed books, his most recent Blue Smoke focuses on the life and times of Big Bill Broonzy, a musician whose work has factored into House's lesson plans in a big way. Both men believe in art's power to change lives, both believe in the strength of organized labour, and both are unforgettable personalities. It's helpful to think of House as a monologuist rather than simply a professor because of the way he communicates with students, as an audience to connect with. I'm always happy to be as captive an audience as possible.

How Do You Like The New Place?

As I'm about to leave college I'm beset by a series of troubling thoughts, most of them relating to the future and how terrifyingly uncertain that all is, and so I'm constantly on the lookout for things that help me deal with my impending joblessness and the lingering fear that no one's going to like or understand the work I want to do. I felt a kinship with this bunny and realized his reluctance to go into the new hutch just built for him replacing the tiny cage he'd grown used to was uncomfortably reminiscent of my own fear of moving out of my apartment and going anyplace new. You have minutes of distraction but sometimes it hits you and you can't enjoy what you're doing anymore. This film is one way of confronting my agoraphobia with regard to where my life is headed. But seeing the bunny tackle the problem is pretty comforting. If he can do it....