SYNOPSIS
Last night, Rhett Somers met the love of his life. Now all he has to do is convince her she's the one. Not an easy feat considering how they met...
Friday, February 5, 2010
SHORT CIRCUIT
Nope, not the movie. It's called Colorado Short Circuit Invitational Film Series, it ran January 27th, and here's what they're doing: "To increase awareness and appreciation of Independent Film." 'True Beauty' was a part of the series, by invitation only, hand picked by Pete (great name) Shuermann, and it played with a great line-up of shorts.
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EULENSPIEGELEIEN!
And another one of those 'tell me what it means in English and I'll buy you a beer' entries. But only if you don't have to look it up on Wikipedia. Like so. For everybody else: Till Eulenspiegel was a legendary figure from 1300s Germany, a prankster who made fun of the prevailing attitudes and mindsets at the time. Now they had a film festival named after him (btw, eule means owl - hence the logo) in Berlin that ran January 22-24, and 'True Beauty' was a part of it.
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Thursday, February 4, 2010
NO FESTIVAL REQUIRED
'True Beauty' was invited to the somewhat monthly screening series 'No Festival Required' in Phoenix. It played with eight other award winning short films at the Phoenix Museum of Art, and the screening was a great success. Or so I was told. And so I read on Hal Astell's blog 'Apocalypse Later': 'True Beauty This Night is a real gem, one of the best short films I've seen in a long while... It's absurdity, really, but a delightful form of absurdity that caught up a packed auditorium at the Phoenix Art Museum in its spell. True beauty this night, indeed.'
Cool.
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LET THE PEOPLE SPEAK!
I'm hoping they speak for 'True Beauty'. We got accepted into the Premios del Público: Festival Internacional de Cine y Concurso de Cortometrajes, or, in English, the People's Award: International Short Film Festival. They're going to announce this Monday (February 8th) who wins the first prize. It's a cool $1000, so please cross your fingers. My daughter needs clothes. Really. She's only four weeks old, but already fitting into 3 months clothes. She'll be a giant! And I'll be poor!
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BEST SHORT IN MYRTLE BEACH
That's the way to start up blogging again: 'True Beauty' won Best Short in the Myrtle Beach International Film Festival. Now that took place already December 1-5 2009, I just didn't have time to tell you guys (see blog entry below). Doesn't make it any less awesome.
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FOUR WEEKS GONE, JUST LIKE THAT...
and here's why:
yup, that's my daughter Tenée, born New Year's Eve 2009, so I think I'm excused from not writing here. If you think making a film is hard (don't get me wrong, it is), then think again: having a kid's ten times harder. Hell, it doesn't even compare. Any little bit of time you think you've got for yourself evaporates. And I'm just the father. My wife's the real hero here. She's at the beck and call of that (now) ten pound milk-to-shit-conversion machine 24/7. And that's exactly what it means: all day, every day. The kid cries, and then the mad scramble starts trying to figure out what the hell's wrong: is she hungry? diapers full? does she need to burp? what? what is it kid? don't you like my face? and after an elaborate song and dance, she sleeps for an hour. Only to wake again, and the whole thing starts over. But I'm not complaining here: one smile from her, and I'll gladly suffer any torment.
Hey, since you asked, here's another picture. In this one she's dreaming about the next diaper she's going to happily fill:
yup, that's my daughter Tenée, born New Year's Eve 2009, so I think I'm excused from not writing here. If you think making a film is hard (don't get me wrong, it is), then think again: having a kid's ten times harder. Hell, it doesn't even compare. Any little bit of time you think you've got for yourself evaporates. And I'm just the father. My wife's the real hero here. She's at the beck and call of that (now) ten pound milk-to-shit-conversion machine 24/7. And that's exactly what it means: all day, every day. The kid cries, and then the mad scramble starts trying to figure out what the hell's wrong: is she hungry? diapers full? does she need to burp? what? what is it kid? don't you like my face? and after an elaborate song and dance, she sleeps for an hour. Only to wake again, and the whole thing starts over. But I'm not complaining here: one smile from her, and I'll gladly suffer any torment.
Hey, since you asked, here's another picture. In this one she's dreaming about the next diaper she's going to happily fill:
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