Many years ago I was asked to make a little movie to entertain some friends at a Christmas party. I agreed but was at a loss as to what the subject matter should be. Then I remembered taking little trips at night with my grandmother and her sisters to marvel at the electric lights all over town. We would drive around and stop and get out while aunt Bess snapped a few pictures for her scrap book.
Anyway the owner of the local homo bar was to be at this party. He was flamboyant with one of those (rare these days) flamboyant homo decorated homes. Each Christmas he would pull out all the stops and over decorate the yard with a million lights and vignettes then on Christmas Eve he would dress as Santa and climb the roof and give presents to the lil’chilren. Mostly it was for publicity.
The crowd attending this party would sort of snicker behind his back about all the fuss he made each year, “I would hate to get his power bill...” and “She’s such a show off...always outdoing everyone” and my favorite, “If he adds one more strand of lights the whole city will be plunged into a blackout.”
So one night during the holiday break I grabbed my friend Roy (the narrator of the Lights Lights Lights Lighting Emporium commercial) and James and we set out to film a Christmas light tour like my great aunts would have done but this time with shocking results. Then we came home and narrated it into a little travelogue. Incidentally the last house we go to is the very one that belonged to the homo bar owner.
He enjoyed it.
So should you,
Happy Holidays
These Christmas Decorations are Shocking:
Obscene Intuition:
*REPOST*
au-teur [ oh-tur ] –noun,
A filmmaker whose individual style and complete control over all elements of production give a film its personal and unique stamp.
Early on in my film career I was inspired by (ripped off) the Alfred Hitchcock Hour. It’s one of my favorite shows. The suspense the ironic endings the creepy music the stars and the sixties sensibility. It had it all.
I used to read Alfred Hitchcock’s Bedtime Stories when I was a child. I watched every movie he ever made. Tuned in faithfully to the reruns of the show, The Alfred Hitchcock Hour. So one day I set about writing a story that I felt captured the feeling of an Alfred Hitchcock Hour plotline. The result was, Obscene Intuition.
It’s one of my best pictures and tonight’s, Mystery Movie of the Week.
Once again it’s an ambitious effort around twenty-five minutes long. Recently restored and now with 25% more Millie Hedgehog, I like feature length films. Starring myself and my cousin and once again she’s really good this time. Press play then pause and let it buffer for a while then hit play and once again stick with it you won’t regret it once again, once again.
Enjoy your viewing or don't of Obscene Intuition
Murder is Fun:
One last thing before I trot off to New Orleans for a fabulous weekend of Voodoo and Halloween bar hopping, a little movie. A little incomplete unfinished movie. A horror movie that I began making some twenty years ago. A lonely abused boy (Edgar) finds a magic possessed ring that instantly makes him kill his mother (me). Watch for the marvelous Marcia Brady triptych on the wall above the bed. Remember this was 1988 before the famous Marcia, Marcia, Marcia phrase was ubiquitous. Also remember this was college days and my house was wrecked from making this bloody movie.
Enjoy,
Happy Halloween Ever’body
Obscene Intuition:
au-teur [ oh-tur ] –noun,
A filmmaker whose individual style and complete control over all elements of production give a film its personal and unique stamp.
Early on in my film career I was inspired by (ripped off) the Alfred Hitchcock Hour. It’s one of my favorite shows. The suspense the ironic endings the creepy music the stars and the sixties sensibility. It had it all.
I used to read Alfred Hitchcock’s Bedtime Stories when I was a child. I watched every movie he ever made. Tuned in faithfully to the reruns of the show, The Alfred Hitchcock Hour. So one day I set about writing a story that I felt captured the feeling of an Alfred Hitchcock Hour plotline. The result was, Obscene Intuition.
It’s one of my best pictures and tonight’s, Mystery Movie of the Week.
Once again it’s an ambitious effort around twenty-five minutes long. Recently restored and now with 25% more Millie Hedgehog, I like feature length films. Starring myself and my cousin and once again she’s really good this time. Press play then pause and let it buffer for a while then hit play and once again stick with it you won’t regret it once again, once again.
Enjoy your viewing or don't of Obscene Intuition
Those 2 Bionic Angels:
Farrah made me do it!
The sad passing of Farrah stirred a renewed interest in my lost films. When I say lost, I mean in the attic. Boxes of video tapes from 25 years ago languishing and some growing a visible moldy film on the edges of the tape. I haven’t owned a VCR in ten years. People ask me all of the time, “When are you going to transfer those old movies to DVD?” My standard reply, “I’ll get around to it one day...Mom.”
Inspired by Farrah, Monday I set out for the Loaves & Fishes Thrift Store and purchased a used four head Hi-Fi VCR for $14.99. I immediately screened Those 2 Bionic Angels and set about restoring it as best I could. The color is faded, the quality is less than original but the magic, the magic is still there.
Remember this was back in the day of video cassette technology. Editing consisted of two tape decks a turntable and a microphone, also very experimental of its time were graphics generated by the very powerful Apple II computer. I know, I know, way ahead of my time. This was 1985.
Yes we were kids and we mostly made up the dialog as we went along but there is a certain charm about it. It’s the period I think that makes it so awesomely bad that it’s good plus the acting. I just got tired of them replacing that third angel so I X’d her out permanently. I also made the two remaining angels be bionic for no particular reason other than for fun and it was all the rage to be bionic at the time.
It's an ambitious length of 23:39 so watch at your leisure and without any further fanfare (stick with it you won't regret it) I present the newly restored 1985 classic, Those 2 Bionic Angels starring my cousin her friend and myself with deleted scenes brought to you by L’Oreal, my version of the Andie MacDowell hawking L’Oreal cosmetics commercial that once played every other effin’ incessant minute.
Feel free to enlarge for that big screen experience.