Pathetic Cheers
in a very odd turn of events, i'm going to be making a movie.
for my almost-father-in-law's company. they've got a tech product that doesn't exist yet and need to promote it at a trade show. so i'm gonna produce an industrial video for them. with my friend tedly.
let us now take a moment to give tedly props. tedly's feature -- that's right, he produced/co-wrote an indie feature -- just got picked up for distribution. it's called First Time Caller.
anyway. uh. it's not like i'm working (full-time job) or busy (wedding planning, anyone?) or stressed (married? married?) so why not?
if ted and i do everything ourselves, which we're gonna, it'll be lucrative. if we start hiring crew, we might as well sell plasma.
i'm meeting with the company reps tonight. ted lives in sandy eggo so he can't make it. i'll collect the info. tell some truths. explain the process. pitch around some ideas.
have any ideas?
actually, i've got a decent one. their product, to be brief, allows inter-device/internet communication and auto-configuration so peripherals automatically work with whatever system you've got with no tweaking. my idea is to do a before/after thing. the before would be all geek-80's. nerds would have super-old skool machines (anyone have a tandy i can borrow?) and, like, suitcase phones. they'd be trying to get it all working -- typing in dos commands, switching out 5 1/4" floppys -- while the voice over talks about how hard it is configure new peripherals and who the fuck knows what an I/O switch is anyway? then after being on tech support for ever, girl next door would come in and fix everything with Pie (which is the name of the product) so the nerds can modernize into dot-com millionaires and get a freakin' haircut. their mom's basement becomes mod-loft.
i think that kind of thing might appeal to a trade show audience...
and it shouldn't be too hard to shoot. two locations. three actors. voice over work from a friend who's trying to break into the business. (wanko? interested?)
at least that's the plan. if we can script and plan in the next week and some, we can shoot in early august. any aspiring actors/filmmakers who read this want to pitch in for "lunch" wages and something for their reel?
in other news, uh, i hate my wedding suit but i think it's just a phase. i did buy some nice shoes for it yesterday. comfy kenneth cole loafers.
we saw two concerts last weekend. royksopp was disappointing. they didn't really engage the audience at all, played for an hour and then played a song twice. uh. thanks. sufjan stevens kicked the ass, though. so cute! his whole band came out in Illinois cheerleader uniforms and they did the most patheticly pathetic cheers for various Illinois towns throughout the show. now that's ENGAGING the audience! and his music fucking rocks. the more i listen to his latest album (Illinois, duh) the more i love it.
last friday i had the worst meeting at work i've ever had. i was angry all weekend about how insulting the Orchestra members were to me and my colleagues. they honestly believe that we're trying to jack them so they kibosh all our plans.
all our plans to keep the organization profitable and interesting and avant guard. kiboshed. all the plans i make so they can continue to make their large salaries and fly first class. kiboshed.
and they think i'm trying to cheat them.
good thing i already quit or i'd quit.
so i took the day off today. i'm sick. sick of work.
Working for your father-in-law sounds like a great idea. What could go wrong?
Furthermore, the first thing that came to my mind when you said "I'm making a movie" was "uh, oh. Porn."
maybe you can double-dumbass quit?
I'll act in yer movie, if I fit the "girl next door" (which, actually, I sort of am for you) type you're looking for.
I actually already acted in my organization's first attempt at an instructional film. It was fun.
If someone else works better or needs the lunch wages though, which I don't, I won't mind if you say no or just generally ignore this offer.
Kisses!
to comment on another note, i (being from illinois) am fascinated by this whole illinois theme. i must google it to see if i can discover a) if the illinois cheerleader uniforms were authentic b) if these folks are actually from illinois c) if in their pathetically pathetic cheers they mention my town. the whole cheerleader thing is funny because for people who actually WENT to the university of illinois (not me, i managed to escape to that metropolis next door known as IOWA) there is a freakish little subculture in which people see one another wearing illinois garb and one person yells out "I-L-L!" and the other person, if they actually went to UofI and knows what's good for 'em, yells back "I-N-I!" since the team's name is the Fighting Illini, with their mascot the oh-so-PC Chief Illiniwek, usually some white Jewish kid from the suburbs. I have alarmingly seen this ILL-INI thing play out in such far-flung places as London and it's really super embarrassing to watch.
what exactly is wrong with the suit, by the way? it is chocolate brown, no? so i think it will be very flattering with your eyes and unless it is two sizes too big or has lots of pleats or something i am not sure what the trouble could be. can you elaborate? does it make you itch? i think perhaps you are pretending it's the suit when really it's the upcoming porn flick or something else, just stress in general, that is bothering you. i think the suit more than likely looks fan-tab-u-lous. if not, wear the new loafers by themselves. now there's a solution.