My Inspiration

Each time I have driven past that old Pussy Cat Theatre on Santa Monica Boulevard, and seen the image of that woman hanging above, instantly, I come up with a story..a scene in a short film... or a feature, kind of like Neil Jordan's Mona Lisa....you name it...

Although, I have since been informed by a friend, that its not the type of place I would want to go around professing as the reference of my imagination unless I want to make films like Bruce LaBruce...never thought about it in that way before, but apparently the film Otto: Or Up With Dead People, and The Raspberry Reich are among cult classics by LaBruce or at least thought provoking..I mean you have to admit, there is something thought provoking in a gay, Zombie, love story such is the case with Otto: Or Up With Dead People..

Michelle: The Big Green Man

There are times when I have these really rough days, trying to motivate myself with the thoughts of 'what the hell am I doing with my life, writing and creating these stories, scripts, trying to shoot these people who pretend to be characters on camera. WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE???'

Days like this come.... and go...

And then came that one day, where again, I found myself yelling out my frustrations, sitting alone in my car, waiting at a red light, that I saw this guy trudging along in front of me... It was almost like in slow motion...... and I looked at him through my window, crossing the street, watching him bear the entire weight of his emerald green Incredible Hulk costume, while carrying the heavy Incredible Hulk's head, just making his way in the dry LA heat towards the boulevard of stars....

And as I continued to look at him, somehow and for some reason my anxieties, those questions of 'what the hell am I doing with my life' just seem to fizzle quietly away ...just like that... I wonder if Matthew Ogens had that same experience, watching that very same man, before directing his doc, Confessions of a Superhero.... Who knows...

Michelle: Baise Moi

So this weekend I'm looking forward to working with the Gypsy, my writing partner. Our job is to make some minor revisions... I'd like to compare us to the ladies of Baise Moi where their nemesis consist only of creepy men, and in our case, cringe worthy dialogue that crucify our script...

But before we actually get to the 'screenplay' I'll go down a certain journey. The Gypsy's journey of living in London, her romantic escapades, and professing organic food while getting caught red handed with a Big Mac... Yes, and somehow the Gypsy will manage to convey all of these things and then suddenly break into a song... no really... But I love it because by the time we get to the script, and pound eachothers' ego with how we blow creatively, funny things get said, and eventually recorded...

This is Hardcore Man..

So, being a filmmaker in LA is, well, it is what it is.... And what is it currently (?), at least for me, it is the making of London Times and LA Moments the film...Oh and that's just the working title...so far.

This is where I introduce the key players in the making of this film starting with Amit, the producer...Myself Michelle, the Filmmaker... and the Actors -Arlene, Jiang, Bryan, and Mr.X (because he's kinda famous)...So with that said...where are we at now (?)..

Well aside from deportation, a severe injury (a bullet wound), starring in a television show and indie film, living to see the day Bush out and Obama in, and riding this wave of a challenged economy, I think my team has really pulled through.... and if worse comes to worse we can always move to East Berlin, which is where all the other creatives seem to be migrating to....

But in the meantime, we're here in LA, trying to make this film happen....