In all this transition from the midwest to the east coast, I was able to squeeze out two scripts for new short films I hope to produce within the next 90 days or so. So much of that depends of course on getting settled in Brooklyn before that, so I’m keeping my fingers crossed there. (Oh yeah, I guess I should announce we’ve decided on Brooklyn. There are a lot of great people we know there.) And what’s great about finally wrapping up FORGOTTEN DETROIT and I HATE CHICAGO for our Kickstarter backers is the freedom to move forward with new things. The two new shorts are going to be a hoot. A damn HOOT, and I am already working on the characters I’ll be playing for them.
The first, and the shorter of the two, will be a 5-ish minute short called THE F*CK GRETCHEN DANCE STUDIO. It’s the story of a young man who moves cross county with his girlfriend Gretchen (sound familiar?) and is immediately dumped. He is now left with not only his feelings of anger and resentment, but also a giant moving truck with only a box of his belongings and a boom box. He is stranded, out of patience and gas, and must wait for a friend to pick him up…in two days. During his 48 hour isolation his bitterness gets the better of him and he acts out his frustration through interpretive dance, with his boombox cranked to 11. FGDS is going to be a lighter piece and a totally different direction from Forgotten Detroit. Just pure, unadulterated rage set to dance music.
The second, and the one I’ve mentioned briefly before is LICENSE. This one is about two lifelong friends who suck it up and head to the DMV for new driver’s licenses. They wake up early to beat the crowds, and during a pit stop at a diner the two have a conversation neither of them planned on. The kind of conversation that will change their friendship forever. This one will be in the 7-10 minute range I’m planning at this point.
Each character has been so much fun for me to work on. It feels great to work on performing again after such a long dormancy after Forgotten Detroit. Acting is the easiest, and cheapest form of therapy and mental housekeeping I know of. Figuring out how someone else combs their hair, or holds a cup of coffee really charges my batteries. Speaking of which…expect some pretty drastic changes in my appearance between these two shorts. I’ve always been bound by a 9-5 day job so I couldn’t mess with my appearance too much, and it’s always felt kind of stagnating from a performance perspective. Sometimes it’s great to work from the outside in for a change of pace, and with these two shorts that’s exactly what I plan on doing.
I’m pretty excited.
Having successfully funded a Kickstarter for my short film Forgotten Detroit and then experiencing such a long post-production period, this article hits close to home. Really close to home. And we weren’t even close to a “top project.”
“I had this vision: If we ship late or people don’t like it, the entire Internet will be outside my house with pitchforks and torches,” he says. “I can’t even articulate the pressure. It’s not for the faint of heart.”
HOLY SHIT. OKAY CHECK THIS BULLSHIT RIGHT HERE. SEE A WHILE BACK I WROTE THIS SHORT FUCKING MOVIE WHEN I LIVED IN AN APARTMENT WITH NICK VANDERMOLEN WHERE OUR LANDLORD SCREWED A SCREEN DOOR HANDLE TO OUR OVEN AND CHARGED US $65 FOR THAT SHIT.
THAT MOTHER FUCKING MOVIE IS FUCKING DONE AND I’M SO EXCITED ALL I CAN DO IS CURSE AND SHIT AT A BITCH. I SHOT IT IN DETROIT WITH SOME FUCKING AWESOME MOTHER FUCKERS AND I’M REALLY GOD DAMN PROUD OF THE SHIT.
Can’t wait to see how this post affects my Google search results. And shit.