December 9th, 2005

I realize I probably sound a bit douchey in these posts, and I don't mean to. I'm just trying to relate the weirdness of being considered a super-success as far as my peers go, when I consider myself anything but.

December 9th, 2005

I went to what amounted to a "networking party" last night. It was put on by the Women In Film and Video of Maryland. But one of the main members was a guy. How does that work?

I'm not a big networking guy. I'm the guy who hung out in the back of the classroom by himself. I'm still that guy--maybe just a tiny bit more outgoing.

The whole shindig reminded me of the Annapolis Film Fest. As small as I am I'm the biggest fish in the pond at these things. The people hear Lion's Gate and they fall over themselves to be the first to clap. Then there's pretty much a line of people who want to talk to me and ask the magic question: How did I do it?

And I can also see how dangerous it can be as a married man when attractive women think you can advance their career. See TOUCHY FEELY HOT ASIAN WANNABE CASTING DIRECTOR in the dictionary for more details.

But anyway, I'm getting more and more of those emails about "How did you do it"--averaging two or three a day. I'm gonna have to post a faq that I can just refer the emailers to. Typing the same answer really gets tiresome.

But it's becoming easy to see how frustrating it could be for someone in the big-time to have to deal with what I'm dealing with--on a scale a million times bigger--and how much self control it has to take them not to wig out.

So I think I'll cut them more slack when I see how fake that smile looks as they hear someone tell them for literally the millionth time that they LOVE their work.

November 14th, 2005

Okay, the other blog was beginning to delve into FOC2, so this is where we start...

Also, the line in question is when Detective Peters--played by Frank Lama--says, "I'm killing that fucking clown if it's the last thing I do."

And sure enough, people did cheer at the premiere at that line.

November 14, 2005

It's 9:51am(I haven't gone to sleep yet) and I just finished another pass on FOC2's script. And I wrote the line. It gave me chills to write it. I can see it clearly. If Frank(who may be reading this so--hey Frank) nails this line, people in the audience will cheer out loud.

Also, a character named Hot Rod may steal the whole show. He seems to have taken on a life of his own.