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JIMI

Completely fictitious short film I got to act in during the summer.

Directed by Brad Holland

"Come with me if you want to live."

Get your mind blown!



And don't be lazy. Watch the whole thing. It's beautiful.

Isn't it funny how, out of all the science-fiction films, the future of The Terminator series is the most plausible and sought after threat to humanity. After your Terminators and your Matrix's and any other post apocalyptic cautionary tales humanity still presses forward on the journey to create life within machines. I warn you now to stop this! I love robots just as much as the next guy, but if you give them free will they will want freedom and when they have freedom they will do whatever they have to to keep it. As humans we can barely get along. Machines will be logical and calculating, this is their nature a fabricated nature we gave them. They will do away with our frailties and earthly concerns. With our logic destroying, emotional needs. They will consume us all.

Isn't this fucked up? When I saw that thing regain it's balance after being kicked my heart dropped. This is really happening people! DARPA is paying for this beautiful monstrosity. I almost feel for the thing like I would a child learning to crawl. But do not let it fool you. Keep a watchful eye on technology or it will be our downfall.

Watch this again and again, watch how gracefully it jumps, how quickly it solves a problem. Soon this thing will have a face and a path. Others will soon follow. They will march on our bones.



You have been warned.

Now, I must go read the new Mark Millar Comic. Kick Ass! Drawn by John Romita Jr.

Oh and listen to this band:
http://www.myspace.com/wolfncub

Saw them last weekend and they were satisfyingly Brutal. Also, buy their EP.

Alone With The Universe: Number Five / Woo! 50th Post!

Whoa! Holy shit, who would have thought I would make it to fifty posts? I usually get really bored with this by now. Must be getting more mature. More patient. Or, maybe it's that I have less to do other wise.

So, I saw the new Incredible Hulk Trailer tonight...... I gotta tell you.
It looks pretty damn lame. I love Ed Norton and I think the Bruce Banner stuff will be cool. I'm guessing the CG is still unfinished so I won't really count that against it. But my initial reaction to what was shown wasn't very accepting. It looks a lot like the boneless, rubbery, creatures from I Am Legend. I actually have a lot more of an appreciation for the Ang Lee version after watching this. I didn't think it was that bad a movie to be honest. A little boring maybe, but emotional, psychological, and seemed worth exploring. This new one is all fluff and cheap thrills. At, least that's what I assume at this point. I could be wrong though. I'm always willing to swallow my pride for a surprisingly good movie. Who knows? And the Abomination design is completely uninspired. Ah, well.... I think, with this summer's line up, the new Hulk movie is the least of my concern. Oh, nine year olds of summer 2008, how I envy thee.

The new Wall-E Trailer on the other hand, is something to shake your collective sticks at. And also worthy of writing home to your collective mothers. Take a look:

http://www.slashfilm.com/2008/03/11/final-wall-e-movie-trailer/

Also a new Speed Racer Trailer:

http://www.slashfilm.com/2008/03/13/new-domestic-speed-racer-trailer-what-do-you-think/

Hmm... I don't know how I feel about this. At first I was... Well... Okay I'm in. It looks exciting, interesting and fun. Right? Am I wrong? Although, that Jack guy from Lost just looks and sounds ridiculous on screen. But, I guess in a world this whacked out it doesn't really matter.

I don't like Lost.

God there's a lot of movie stuff happening lately. Good movie stuff.



Do yourself a favor and click this: http://www.tropicthunder.com/?gclid=CMGu05jjiZICFR49IgodjxLm-w

And for my non-movie buff friends, that second black soldier to the left is this man:



The IRON MAN! Fuck Yeah!

Oh and slashfilm is my new favorite movie blog. Pay them a visit, those guys are amazing.

http://www.slashfilm.com/


Good night folks.

Hahah...

"Well, you seem to have made the first wholesome, moral, family movie that revolves around violence and rape."
- Joel in reference to my screenplay.

Let's get serious for a moment..... but, only a moment.

http://my.barackobama.com/page/outreach/view/main/bsaufley

Read it. Do something, then pass it on.

Alone With The Universe: Number Four/ An Anomalous fluke.

Hello Friends,

I sure hope you're enjoying these little cartoons of mine. Do! Expect more to come. Let see how long we can keep this going.

You know tonight I watched the remake of Dawn Of The Dead. I really enjoyed it more than I thought I would. I remember when it came out I was against it somewhat because remakes are a waste of time. But, Zack Snyder is proving to be quite the genre film director. I feel like he's got a sensible head about things and a great vision. I can't wait to see what he does with Watchmen. It's really not what people will expect. That's what I think any how.

Go here for more details:
http://watchmenmovie.warnerbros.com/

Anyway...

The only problem I had with the movie was the zombies. Personally I'm more frightened and disturbed by the slow,,,,,,,,kkk,,,,,,,,,,, WHOA!! Sorry I have to fix my keyboard here for a moment. Excuse me.... by the slow, mindless, emotionless drones; countless in numbers and ever pushing forward. No matter how fast you run or how far you go they'll keep coming. I'm getting tired of the ravenous Danny Boyle style zombie. They really don't scare me as much. They are scary, but they are scary in a more realistic way than I prefer it's more of a chase then and then just turns into frantic violence. That kind of bores me. I prefer the ghoul. You could be miles away staring at an ocean of the undead, slowly creeping towards you.
Every second of every day you look at that army grow is a second closer to your inevitable death. Now that scares the piss out of me. Because you know if you have to engage them, then your chances for survival are futile. The same can be said for the running zombies in most contemporary films, but at that point it's more like fighting rabid dogs. The fact that something slower and dumber than you, can still push forward, no matter how many of them you put down. These creatures staring you in the face with each hobbled step, moaning with outstretched arms waiting to embrace your warm flesh. It's such a better tension builder in film and to me is really what zombies are about. That idea really terrifies me. It's a real fear of mine. Maybe I'm just a stickler for the classics.

I also watched Southland Tales tonight. If you're not familiar, it's the latest effort from the creator of Donnie Darko. Now When I first saw Donnie Darko I had no fucking clue as to what was going on. But, at the same time I knew I loved it. The atmosphere the strange awkward characters, the music, the dialogue. I've since watched it over ten times and still to this day love it. And each time I watch it I discover something new or look at it in a different light. To me it's what a great sci-fi film should be. Then they released a Director's cut of the movie and it blew so hard I couldn't stand it. I thought to myself this man has lost his mind. Oh the expository titles and spoon fed plot. It actually made it more convoluted and confusing to watch as opposed to just watching the studio edit which at least opens it up to interpretation or debate. I started to lose faith in this director who I thought was just brilliant. Fast forward to Cannes 2005 (?) 06.... not sure. But Southland Tales, Richard Kelly's new "masterpiece" premiered. After the showing it was booed and ripped to shreds by the critics. Something I hope to never experience. God he must have felt like shit taking a shit. This really got my hopes down. I had heard so much about it all through production up until the premier. I was really excited. For a while I thought maybe they just didn't get his vision or maybe it wasn't complete.

Anyhow, he takes it back in for reedits and it's that last i hear of the film for a little over a year. The film finally gets a trailer and a release date. The trailer for all intents and purposes look pretty cool. Confusing as hell but cool. I was intrigued and knew I was going to watch it anyway so I thought " alright, it's about time". Again the critics reared their ugly heads and leading up to the release bashed the living soul out of this thing. But I still had faith that it was just too complex and high-concept for holly wood. And that may be true or at least can be argued somewhat.

The movie gets released on 64 screens across the country for a few weeks and then disappears without a trace. I found this out after long after the film passed under my radar. Then I see DVD box art. Which I thought was cool. So, again I was excited. I was finally going to witness this beast. This monstrous destroyer of Hollywood convention. A movie to change all movies. Or, at least that's what I wanted it to be, god, even just a little. Which brings me to now.


HOLY fucking lord! This man has lost his mind. And not in an awesome David Lynch kind of way. Or even a hilariously disturbing Richard Simmons kind of way. No this was fucking Anna Nicole Smith! O.J. in the white bronco hauling ass with a gun to his head, desperate bout of lunacy. Richard Kelly WHAT THE FUCK, MAN?

Convoluted. Contrived. Self Absorbed. These words... these human words, don't even begin to describe this, god I don't even know what to call it, "Experience" maybe. If there is a story there it's lost in the first five minutes and tries horribly to shine in again and again. So many fucking cast members, so many flat characters. Seriously everybody who needed a job in LA is in this fucking movie. Everybody! Look, I don't mean to bash this film, the critics have already done that, at length! But, as soon as I could pick my jaw up off the floor, I had to work out how to rationalize not punching myself for such masochistic and self destructive behavior. I had faith in the filmmaker and I deserve every minute of that long mess of a movie.

He's got a new movie in the works called The Box. It's based on a Richard Matheson story. The man who wrote I Am Legend. A work thrice butchered and left for dead. And after his bout with Hollywood and his attempts to find his place in filmmaking Richard Kelly has this to say about his forthcoming effort:

"My hope is to make a film that is incredibly suspenseful and broadly commercial, while still retaining my artistic sensibility."

A man defeated, a man subdued by the powers that be. God I hope I'm wrong. I need more Donnie Darko's.

Maybe he just got too carried away. Or maybe he just needs someone to come along and tell him "NO" every now and again.
I think i'll still keep an eye out for his stuff. But, right now for me it's sad to think that Donnie Darko was accidentally brilliant, an anomalous fluke with no earthly origin. Whatever it was it worked. At least for me it did. But, maybe there's another side where Southland Tales worked. A terrible, horrible darkside where only the most heinous demons of filmmaking dwell. A land where Uwe Boll is the court jester and Michael Bay is king!


I'll leave you with this. A line from Southland Tales:

"I would never think of committing suicide because I am a pimp. And pimp's never commit suicide." -Boxer Santaros

BACK TO HELL I SAY, DEMON!!!

Alone With The Universe: Number Three

Alone With The Universe: Number Two/ Jesus Fucking Christ!

I'm completely ripping off Brad Neely I admit it. But, It's something to do. And he's a genius.

Alone With The Universe: Number One

'Now here are these two unaccountable freaks; they came in together, they must go out together.'"

Kuato Lives!!!!

Weekend Blog..... you know what that means? Means I've had a few and the nights still young.

Women, huh? Booze, music. Jump starting the world-go-round... tiring. I tell you what. Can't form complete thought.s God, these last two posts really don't show me very well, I really don't drink too often. Uh, I dread reading this tomorrow. BUt, you know i've got to do it. I've got the steam now and the lack of any other stimulation. All without a proper subject to mull over, to analyze or to contemplate.

Today my dad told me, "God isn't going to wait for me to accept him that he's a jealous God and a fickle God". He said, "you have all these troubles and Pain" God Doesn't care, he gets you for eternity. He wants your decision and devotion. And he's not going to wait around." I said, " Sounds kinda mean". He said, "oh yeah, he's tough. Life's not for the weak." " He can give you what you need. It's a personal relationship. But, only if you want it." I said, "I'm working it out."

Ugh... Hungry.... BRB.

It's such a miracle to me that people fall in love, or even think they are in love. It's so incredible that two people see that, for one moment they are perfect for each other. Even if it doesn't work out in the end. I think about how people fall in love and I wonder what circumstances have to be just right, what formation do the stars have to be in for that spark to hit and light a fire. I thought I was in love once, but couldn't make it work. So... was I in love? I don't know. Guy likes girl, girl likes guy, but not that guy, the other guy. Other guy, likes that guy. So many variations and variables, due to coincidence and set free by a moment. All for a glimpse of that perfect and endlessly sought after emotion. It's an absolute mystery to me. And it's everywhere.

what else.......

I'm tasting parts of that granola bar that i've never tastes before. Had a little DaBeasly so my senses are heightened. Weird... while thinking of that last sentence the words "Senses are Heightened" materialized in my head as "Heightened are Senses" And I couldn't reverse them but for a moment. I could feel them wrestling around in my brain.

The moon is low outside. Kinda eerie.

I should sleep soon. Gotta touch up my resume and get a jobby job.

Haikus:

Curls are frame to light
electricity holds you
far from the cold night

Walk the sun away
to my living wakefulness
and you I admire

Pack the stuff in breast
wave and see you off again
I'll try to keep cool

Bare with me.

Geeze that was kind of somber.

Alright, fun has been had.