Reminiscent

So after some random web surfing I stumbled upon an instructional blog for filmmaking that was created in the form of a Xanga, and it got me thinking……

What ever happened to Xanga? Did I ever have one? Do/did I know others with one?

So I did a little looking. Turns out TONS of people have or have had Xanga’s, and a good amount still actively update them. Xanga, which I thought had left society along with middle school, MySpace (for the most part) and AOL Instant Messenger is still alive and kicking; if a little unused.

Basically, here I am, looking at miniature blog posts from different parts of the lives I people I know or have known. Interesting to see how people change.

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2 / March / 2009  College, Film, General  Comentarios (1,683)

FXhome Awards 2008, and why this is a good day…..

I know this is a bit of an unusual time to be posting a new blog, but I’m in the mood for contemplation, and where else can I better express such thoughts than on this very website?

(If you’re interested in my thoughts on cinematography, et al, please bypass the next few paragraphs and head straight to the emboldened text)

Anyhow, down to business. Even though it’s only just 3pm, today has been a great day by all accounts - so much so that it’s worth blogging about. It began with a success in EDP, where I (thankfully!) got all my work done before 2am last night (this morning) then digressed to my small success in Physical Anthropology, where I made a B on the exam. Not the best outcome, yeah, but it certainly could’ve been worse. posterheat

Also, a bit of bad news that no, we were not selected to be on the shortlist for the Empire ‘Done in 60 Seconds’ contest, but we still had a boatload of fun creating the campiest, cheesiest comedy piece we’ve ever done, and are proud to see it go ‘viral’ across our campus. Expect it in the cinema soon (it’s pending submission) or check it out on my YouTube channel right now. Either way, be sure to watch!

And here comes the zinger. Throughout most days, I check my Twitter on my iPhone, probably *almost* religiously. Though I usually lament all-in-one things like the iPhone and useless web services like Twitter; they work beautifully in conjunction. That being said, after checking Twitterific (iPhone app) about ten times over the course of a few hours, I discovered - much to my surprise - that the FXhome Awards (three of which I was nominated for) had been posted.

Needless to say, I pocketed my phone, withdrew my laptop from its bag and ran, ecstatic, to Texas EXpresso to grab both coffee and an internet connection. I opened my notebook, headed to YouTube and sat back to watch the awards presentation which, much to my excitement, featured some great news: that I’d won Best Cinematography. This isn’t just great because of the prizes involved, but because of a sort of personal validation it provides, and there’s more to that than you’d think.

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What do I think about the award?

I’m glad to have won the award for cinematography because it’s something I really, really do try to excel at. I’m still learning (aren’t we all!) and still finding new techniques and new ways to approach scenes and I don’t think I’ll ever reach a point in this field where there’s nothing left to be learned. It follows, then, that I want to congratulate my fellow nominees who are just as deserving, if not more, of the award I’ve won.

What about the other films?

Conceptually, I’m not sure I had the best film. Shots in Maze of the Blind are immensely artistic and there’s a certain implacable beauty in them that I can only equate to my own film, Messages, though all-things-considered I think Maze pulls it off much, much better. There’s also Poppies, which I nominated for Best Cinematography and voted for Best Movie, which I found really very strong in almost every category. The thing that sets this apart, however, I think is the production value and not necessarily the cinematography - as I’m not the hugest fan of the present-day bits in it. Even so, it’s clearly very professionally made and I’m exceedingly happy that it won Best Movie. Then there’s the Templars preview, which, despite being produced what seems like years ago, is still an immensely solid effort. Really great, genius stuff all around.

This all being said, I’m so very happy that I won, and for this I require a digression….

Why cinematography is important….

In the awards nominations, I was put up for two films: Messages and Pages. While the former has a more visual, cinematographically-enhanced aesthetic, the cinematography serves only to set the mood, and doesn’t do much else. In shooting Messages I had one goal: to show the beauty of the nature and society within my neighborhood, and how even simple images like a cityscape can elicit deep, message-laden emotions.

With all this in mind, I’m not sure that I’d say that I think that’s what I want to get out of cinematography. I tried dearly to frame and rack focus on cool or pretty looking objects, but the shots were very much just that: shots of things that looked good. Granted, the vacuous nature of the shots was supplanted by a meaningful monologue, but then that would make the film very strong overall, and not necessarily by virtue of the cinematography. In fact, after I’d written my clever bits into the script for Messages it was just a ‘go out and shoot it’ process of catalogue on tape what I’d put into writing. Very simple in approach, my script dictated ‘pan to window, show smile enhanced by the natural light’ and things like that. In the case of Messages it was all very planned, perhaps contrary to the belief of some.

Then we get to Pages, where I think I took more creative liberty than I ever have. With most narratives I’ve done, I shoot for a general edit I have laid out in my head, then pass the torch to Andrew; who normally edits completely different than I had planned, but influential and effective nonetheless. A tough thing for me is scene transitions, which I usually shoot montage shots for and hope that Andrew can artistically seam together with orchestral bits.

With Pages, I tried a lot of new things that I think work well within the fundamentals of cinematography. We normally like to say "show, don’t tell" and I think if you consider my body of work, Pages works the best in that regard. I put a lot of thought into how to convey the story - however simple it was - without much dialogue and without a voiceover. I also had a hard time getting transitions to be clear, but that’s another story.

Essentially, what I did with Pages and what I’m proud of is how intricately the concept of ‘the reveal’ works in it. I made a point of opening every scene with a close up and then slowly cinematographically showing an outward reveal. Why? Because that’s pretty much how our story works: we find a closed in, introverted character who reveals himself once he’s put into a wider play with more people - as evidenced by his car conversation and the final scene.

I took some risks in Pages, and a few of them show through. In terms of color and light composition, I used heavily the neutral density features of the XL2, which helped to show depth in closed-in shots, and worked particularly well in the first shot under the bridge - where Brian comes into view from waking up (my favorite shot in terms of things I’ve DP’ed) - and in the ultimate reveal of the Dallas skyline, where Brian’s relatively darkened (silhouetted, in a way) face is separated immensely by the glowing, ethereal background.

The latter shot was a particularly criticized one by many people I talked to. A lot thought the contrast between Brian and the considerably bright landscape behind him looked bad, because it obscured his features slightly. What I guess people fail to see - and I fail to convey, in a sense - is that there’s a reason for this dimension: we want to show Brian as indeed separated from the world, hence he is contrasted to the world around him (dark and silhouetted in comparison) and far, far from it; as evidenced by the sheer distance between him and the city.

Ultimately, though, I think I’m proud of the cinematography in my film because I didn’t insist on sticking to one parlor trick. Yes, there’s slow motion montage. And yes, there’s light flashes and flickers. But I think, in Pages, it’s less of a trick of visuals and more of a cohesive element of how the story is told. A flash through the journal helps us see what the protagonist sees. A pop-zoom of the area around Brian clues us in on how deserted and confused he feels. And a closely-framed dialogue in the car shows us how potentially uncomfortable and awkward conversations with a hitchhiker can be. And a rack focus on signage outdoors works in tandem as our hero focuses himself on the tasks at hand.

In the end, while it certainly has its faults and is certainly not the greatest thing ever made, I’m immensely proud of what I, personally, was able to accomplish in Pages. While I didn’t quite set a standard for others, I feel like I set a standard for myself in terms of how I used the camera to tell the story, and that’s why I’m just so damn excited about winning this award.

I want to thank FXHome for hosting the awards, and thank all who voted for me - including fellow FXhomers, fraternity members, fellow film students and even strangers who saw things like the ‘Batman’ film and decided to invest further interest into what I was doing. I may not personally know 90% of the people who voted for me, but I can say wholeheartedly that I personally owe them thanks for contributing to my success as a filmmaker.

I’ll have more to say later, likely in a video blog, so stay tuned. But for now, thanks for reading.

27 / February / 2009  Atomic, College, Film  Comentarios (123)

Fuck this.

I dunno if I’m gonna stick in the whole RTF program at UT. It was a lot of big talk, and we got shown the studios and everything, and it all sounded good. But then I get here, go through almost two semesters in RTF classes and……I’m incredibly disappointed. I feel like they baited and switched me, I dunno.

No hands on stuff. Students don’t produce any films, really. Ever. Maybe one student film at the end of a year. Are you kidding? Other kids at other schools are on actual sets shooting stuff, and I’m here suffering through film theory that I’m going to get a C in?

Fuck it. I could be an English major, I got an A on every RHE paper I wrote in the summer. I can make movies. So why can’t I make it through effing RTF314?

1 / December / 2008  College, Film  Comentarios (0)

Pat O’Brien’s 2008

I’ll let more onto this in another post, but this past weekend marked the culmination of nearly all my exhaustive extra-curricular and fraternity-based efforts for the past month. Yes, that’s right. Pat O’s.image

Even though it was at times a bitch to build the platforms, stages, walls, bars, lights, etc for the party, it was all completely worth it. Pat O’s was probably one of the greatest experiences of my life, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Not just that, but my two biggest contributions: the paintings and the T-shirt design - are the only two things that actually get to survive the party’s demolition.

Yeah, bitch.

25 / November / 2008  College, Fraternity, Parties  Comentarios (1)

Halloween, Sakeoke, Mixers, and more….

Okay, well it’s been a pretty decent amount of time since my last posting on ye olde blog, so I figure now’s a better time than ever, right?

Anyhow, down to business! In the past weeks we’ve held two mixers, one pajama party themed with Zeta (probably one of our best mixers thus far) and another much larger one with Chi-O, Kappa, and Fiji, which was ‘ghetto-fab’ themed and; despite my humble background in the ghetto, was not a party I was suited for. Even so, the mixers have gone great and are a sufficient break from build, which is getting pretty taxing.

Furthermore, there were also two recent parties that are completely worth noting, as they were some of the coolest parties I’ve ever been to. The first was SAKEOKE, which is a kareoke/sake blend of Asian themes that results in one of ZBT’s largest, most chick-laden, fun-loving gigs in the entire academic year. All the pledges got Asian-themed costumes for sakeoke (despite being just a week away from Halloween) and mine was a Siamese twin, which I pulled off with a split blazer (Andrew in an accompanying blazer) to much avail. Other costumes, however, were considerably funnier; like Big Lou and Zale as ‘Peter vs. The Chicken’ or Rod as a take-out food container. Either way, sakeoke was a HUGE party full of kareoke partying goodness. Oh, yeah, and Sam came up from UTSA to party with us, which is always fun. Yeah, he had to fake being a pledge to get past the Tiny’s security guys, but after that (somewhat) sketch encounter, everything was smooth sailing.

To digress, though, I’ve gotta mention the main event of the past month: HALLOWEEN. Being a fraternity member, I expect (and, to a lesser extent, feel entitled to) an obligatory Halloween party on the last night of October, regardless of whether I’m still a pledge or not. Considering this, and the fact that they wanted a party anyhow, ZBT obliged; providing drinks and a DJ……………but that was it. No decorations, no lighting, little planning of execution was put in place for Halloween, and instead, the helming of clearing, organizing, tarping and buying stuff for the basement was trustingly put in our (Ben, Andrew, and I) hands by Andrew Kenward, who, despite all my complaining about no planning about a sentence ago, actually had stuff planned pretty well.

Anyhow, after a few hours of driving from Goodwill to Target to Party City to Spirit to Target to Home Depot and back with Ben, Andrew, and Jarrett (who was with us to coordinate a Willy Wonka costume with our Oompa-Loompa getup) we arrived at the ZBT basement with tarps, nails, lights, tape, and every material (both disposable and valuable) ready to build a haunted house in the downstairs library.

We worked through Thursday night all the way until Friday morning around 8am (at which point I had to go to my RTF discussion section; which, while I enjoy discussion, I resent my exceedingly poor scheduling!). The rest of Friday was peppered with haunted house building and miscellaneous instructions from Kenward to help us clear fire code; but by the end of the day we not only had a legitimate haunted house up for visitation in the basement (with blade-removed working Skilsaw and electric fence within it) but a clear tarp-laden, neon spray-painted Pat O’s bar room with black lights lining the ceiling; illuminating (most) peoples’ teeth, eyes, and brightly-colored clothing. This isn’t even to mention the big portion of the basement, which was adorned with a shitload of red lights (which the DJ noted as both ‘legit’ and ‘the shit’). Basically, the party was crunk because of all the work we put into it. Of course it could’ve gone on without our efforts (it is, after all, a fraternity house) but I don’t think it would’ve kept the attention of near as many people for near as long.

With all this semi-bitching about the setup, I haven’t even mentioned the party, my bad. Essentially, it was completely and utterly legit/awesome. I met a shitload of chicks, reunited my acquaintances with a few Zetas, and at one point forgot the names of even people that I feel like I should know pretty well already. But blah, it was a fun time.

Basically, Halloween was awesome. Oh yeah, and Sam came back up from UTSA again for Halloween, too. It’s basically all been great, save waking up Saturday morning at 8:30am (after arriving at the dorm around 4:30-5ish) to meet the fam.

Such is the life of an awesome person, I suppose. Here’s to more nightly exploits.

2 / November / 2008  College, Fraternity, Parties  Comentarios (23,507)

Exhausted, but Sundancing.

I dunno if it’s the heavy fraternity obligations lately, or the ever-piling workload of media studies, but I am officially completely exhausted. I have no money, no plans, and no idea what’s going on with my life right now; so I’m just setting my sights on having fun and taking it one day at a time.

In other news, I’ve decided to actually follow through with the Sundance plans I’ve had for years: Atomic Production may not make a festival-worthy movie, but we’ve still got plans to attend the Sundance Film Festival this coming January. So far Josh, Michael, myself, Andrew, and Ben are all onboard, and it shouldn’t be a big deal to see if Chase or Brian will go.

Sure, tickets to screenings are impossible to get. And yeah, the ‘Awards Weekend’ tickets are still like 300 bucks a piece + airfare + lodging. But who gives a flying fuck? We’re in college. If ever there were a time to drop everything and waste money on a potentially fruitless excursion, this is it.

Carpe diem, right?

15 / September / 2008  College, Film  Comentarios (0)

Film School Confidential

Okay, so after my exhaustive blog previous to this, I’ve had some time to consider my cinematic pursuits; and I’ve come to a resolve:

I like film school.

Yeah, the lower-division classes suck. And yeah, I’m like five years ahead of this game (all cockiness aside). I came here to learn more about filmmaking, not baseline stuff. But I understand now that even in the baseline, there’s more knowledge to be had. It might be taxing and a bit of a waste of time (which is why I’m dropping my RTF314 class today, I think) but people like Professor Ramirez-Berg make the classes worth taking.

Essentially, I’m in a place where I’ve found people who really care about filmmaking and what it means in the world. There are TONS of assholes here and TONS of undertalented dicks, but beyond them there’s a small group of individuals (students and teachers alike) who care about filmmaking and who really know what they’re doing.

Plus, now that we’ve corralled more actors in Austin (the main one being also named Brian, coincidentally enough) we’re ready to run and gun yet again. Hell, I’ve even got an offer to DP an upcoming project.

Tempus fugit, friends, but let’s make the most of it.

11 / September / 2008  College, Film  Comentarios (0)

Quarter-life Crisis, or why I hate Film School.

I’m sort of at a crossroads at my life and I’m not sure which path to take, or if I’m even capable of taking it. Yes, the title is a bit dramatic, but I’m in a John-Mayer-quoting mood (title a lyrical excerpt from Mayer’s "Stop this Train")

I entered the University of Texas because I wanted to do film. Yes, I got in other places for other things, but I stuck with UT, braved their bullshit summer session and inane rules, simply because I wanted to do film. So, understandably, I overcome all that stuff, and now that I’m finally able to be in the film school: it sucks.

Most- if not all- classes are simply ’studies’ classes that do little to engender further knowledge on the subject (rather, their lack of academic capacity makes those enrolled sub-intellectual pariahs) and maybe 5% of the students and people actually working and studying here have any clue what they’re doing. It almost makes me wonder: if real filmmakers don’t come from college, where do  they come from?

Understandably, I know not everyone comes to college fully equipped to study in their major. That’s a given. Most people need time to learn and adjust to what they’re studying, and for that reason we have preliminary coursework. I get it. However, when I see Ben working hard in his own studio space in architecture, crafting projects and concepts that apply in the real world, I almost wonder: why can’t I do similar work in the communications building? Why, even after enduring a whole semester of bullshit prerequisite work (which, ineffectual, taught me nothing- a sad fact I have joked around and tried to hide; that the media class I enrolled in and paid a premium to take was a complete waste of money) do I not get access to the tools of the trade, the film equipment? If all men are created equal and all students pay (essentially) the same tuition, why do music or architecture or engineering students get access to resources with immediacy (music rooms, studio space, practical application, et al) that I, comparatively, have to work my way towards?

I know I’m capable in filmmaking. I know this! So why the fuck am I not even given an opportunity to prove myself? I’m willing to take the bullshit classes to get there, but for how long? I already get glares and stares (mostly of the academically-disapproving nature) for being a film major, the absolute LEAST I should be able to do is practice my work in an appropriate medium. I’m here to learn and get industry insight for film, and to meet people. I’m in college not just to get a degree, but to get the experience and to round my education off so as to improve my intellectual abilities overall.

It is unfortunate, then, that the classes I’m taking aren’t of any major intellectual bolster and they don’t help me gain much filmmaking insight or help me improve my craft. And I know what you’re thinking, something my mom has yelled at me about over and over again:

"Ben, you’re being cocky. You’re right! You know everything they’re teaching, so you don’t need to take the class! Hell, why even go to college?"

This sarcastic line of argument makes sense, I suppose; but not after you realize why I’m really contesting the classes I’m taking: I’m just not learning anything worth the time and money the class takes. I GET IT. Yeah, I sound cocky when I argue that I know what’s being taught in a class. But isn’t it better to complain now, while I have the chance to change it; than later, when all is said and done? Honestly, having taken out tens of thousands of dollars of loans for college already, shouldn’t I see myself as a consumer of education, who, if dissatisfied with what I’m getting right now, opt to change?

In the summer, I relished attending my philosophy class everyday (despite the B that I made in it at the end) not because it was easy, but because it taught me new concepts and provided me with a deeper understanding of the issues in the world around me. It was intelligently taught with enough discourse to make me feel like I was learning something that mattered, that was worth listening to.

These film studies classes, on the other hand, are of such overall insignificance that I’m almost embarrassed to reveal that I’m taking them; that, despite attending the largest research university in the United States, I feel like I have to consciously defend the classes I’m taking not because I feel they themselves are worth defending, but because not defending them would mean choosing such inane classes in the first place reflects poorly on my integrity- something I’m not apt to have diminished.

And yes, I get it. I’m overreacting a bit. But I look at the classes offered by the film school and look at their titles and prerequisites and see things like:

Intro to Cinematography: Upper Level standing prerequisite

And I think, "Oh, well that’s probably really, really advanced cinematography or something." NOT-FUCKING-SO. No, rather, I look deeper into what the course is, and it’s essentially an introductory camerawork class that teaches techniques using Sony VX1000’s- cameras that are 8 years outdated from my Canon GL2, a camera I used since the beginning of fucking HIGH SCHOOL. And this class, of all things, isn’t even something I can take now, it’s a course that I maybe get to take…..wait for it………..JUNIOR year.

Honestly, folks: this is what film school is about? I feel like I’ve taken a step five years backwards. Sure, I might not be the most polished cinematographer/editor/filmmaker, whatever; it’d be egotistical to assume I am. But I know for a God-well FACT that I’m above a lot of these classes, that there’s not much for me to learn (or, more appropriately, that’s worth learning).

So what do I do, ladies and gentlemen? Where do I go from here? I’m not saying I know everything- hell, I know almost nothing! I just think that adding two years of media studies concepts- new and challenging or not- in the way of doing what I was doing since sophomore year in highschool isn’t worth the twenty thousand dollars and countless hours myself and my family is investing in it. Not even close.

I’m not saying I want to change schools, or even majors. I’m just saying I’m heavily displeased with how my education has turned out. Not only did I have to go in the summer, not only am I broke, not only are the classes I’m taking now utter bullshit, not only do people judge me as stupid for being a film major: but the future, the end-game, the ‘long run’- it doesn’t look bright, either.

What the fuck, man. I don’t think I’ve ever felt more unnoticed or under-appreciated. My self-esteem is fine, I just wish more people in the film school actually cared about making films. Jesus Christ.

9 / September / 2008  College, Film  Comentarios (0)

Back in ATX

Well, folks, it’s been about a week since I’ve been back and kicking in Austin, and I could not love it more. My new dorm, in Duren, is pretty legit (Ben and I invested in an intricate re-design) and we’ve been told it’s the best on-campus dorm at UT. Good news for us, I suppose, because it’s a far cry from the kinsolving shithole I had to live at in the summer.image

Aaaaaanyhow, basically I’m rocking the college atittude now without any of the imposition of summer being disrupted. Yeah, there’s a shitload of people here- but I couldn’t love it more. The parties, the people, the places; they’re all incredible, honestly. Austin has never been more bustling and it’s just awesome.

Digressing, there’s also another thing I’ve sort of ‘joined up’ with and discovered, (which I touched upon in the summer) and that is fraternities. Last week was ‘rush week’- which, for those unfamiliar, is described here- and I had an absolute blast. Parties and events everyday, I was so overwhelmed I was praying for rest on the weekend. Nah, not really, but the week was intense. This might sound kind of gay, but if you’ve ever seen the show GR∑∑K, it has so far been pretty true to life. Yes, it’s an ABC Family show. But I promise you my experiences thus far have been pretty much verbatim the show.

Short of the similarities, however, I also want to talk about all the people I’ve met and how I’ve met them. It’s only the second week of college and already I’ve met enough people to start some drama (which I assumed everyone left in high school - not so)

Basically, my first or second night back in Austin (post-dorm re-design, of course) Ben calls over a fellow scholarship winner, this girl Anna who tags along with us to a Beta late night party, then suggests we head over to the ZBT (zeta beta tau) house. Having never heard of ZBT, we were skeptical; but being as this was a chick telling us to go there, we obliged. Man, I am glad we did. We burst through the ZBT house doors (after Anna lets us in) and meet with an already-badass guy, Andrew, who lets us know who else is in the house and who they are. Funnily enough, Jeff and Mike, two guys from Hillcrest, are actives there; and Ordiway, Noah’s cousin, is a fellow rushee. Awesome, tons of people I know.

Needless to say, we hit up the ZBT house for the rest of the week (foam party, late nights, etc) and get bids by the end. Sweetness. So here we are now, as ZBT pledges (despite my obvious lack of funds for a fraternity, but whatever, hopefully I’ll work something out) and it’s been pretty awesome so far. Yeah, there have been hectic things so far (missing pledgelines because of class, forgetting to take Anna to go get stuff to bake a cake, drama with the roommate and brother) but I think that everything will turn out alright.

Now if only I could adjust to wearing these required steel-toe boots….

3 / September / 2008  College  Comentarios (5,082)

This is the way the world ends.

The title isn’t meant to be foreboding or anything, just a quote from Richard Kelly’s ‘Southland Tales’ that sort of reminds me of what’s happening right now. No, not with the world, silly. With summer.

Alas, August has come, movies have passed, school has….well, school has been school; and we’re almost at the fall. Here I stand at the precipice of my academic career and I’m almost sad it’s come so soon. Obviously, my summer hasn’t been ideal, but one would think that by now I would get at least a few days off.

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In fact, in a very un-highschool-y way, the last week of the semester in college has been extraordinarily difficult. Yeah. Exams, finals, papers, all that. Somehow I have to look over my 79 pages of notes from Philosophy from the summer and figure out what to study for tomorrow’s test. Bah. And I got another B in Rhetoric. Why? Don’t ask me, I have no idea anymore.

Oh well. Summer’s almost over, fall is quick approaching. We’ll see what happens.

12 / August / 2008  College  Comentarios (1)
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