It is my sincere pleasure to announce that my feature film, Secrets of the Desert Nymph, has been accepted as an official selection in the 1st annual Temecula Independent Film Festival of the Hollywood and Los Angeles California Wine Country, which takes place June 10-14, 2015 in the heart of the Temecula wine country. Click For Complete Information
In an episode of The Big Bang Theory, Amy Farrah Fowler destroys our geeky friends’s lives when she notes that the climax of Raiders of the Lost Ark would have happened regardless of Indiana Jones. It’s one of those moments that forces you to see the film in a new light, but isn’t able to diffuse your enjoyment of the film in any way. In a similar vein, by the end of the first act of Mad Max: Fury Road, I finally understood why Max (Tom Hardy) was so mad — not only does his ostensive counterpart, Furiosa (Charlize Theron), go rogue to protect a very precious cargo from this world’s faux-Hitler (Hugh Keays-Byrne), she also decides to hijack the film right out from under him. In a certain way, the movie is more like Red Sonja, in which Conan simply makes an appearance in someone else’s film. Is Max an essential character within the framework of the film? That’s debatable, as he does make one key decision for the group that opens the door to the final conflict — but it’s a decision that could very well have been made by another character. The real question is, does it make Mad Max: Fury Road any less worthwhile? Read Full Review
Comedy is hard. It’s not just about cracking a consistent number of one-liners or enduring a countless number of pratfalls (or grossing everyone out, as many comedians and filmmakers today believe is the only definition of comedy); to be truly funny, you have to understand the art of comic timing. Without it, any type of joke can become really awkward or utterly confusing. For the most part, this weight generally falls on the shoulders of the actors, simply because they are the face on the screen — if they fail at drawing laughs, there really isn’t anything anyone can do to fix that. But they aren’t the only person that holds the blame when something fails to strike a chord in the funny-bone of the viewer. The director molds the final product and if they can’t find the right rhythm within the flow and editing of a piece, the timing the actors may have had on set can become jilted. And it’s clear early on in Hot Pursuit that director Anne Fletcher can be blamed for the inconsistency of laughs in a film ripe for utter hilarity. Read Full Review
When Marvel first decided to start their own production company so they could produce the movies they felt were in the best interest of the company as a whole, not a lot of people knew what they were getting into. Not until the end credit scene in the original Iron Man, when Samuel L. Jackson stepped out of the shadows as Nick Fury to entice not only Tony Stark (Robert Downey Jr.) to join the Avengers Initiative, but the viewer as well, did we know that Marvel had just ignited an unprecedented cinematic experience. Since that time, Marvel has introduced us to a myriad of characters through very well-designed “phases” in order to build a universe that expands, well, the universe. And though Marvel has had one or two missteps and had to recast a couple of characters, for the most part, Marvel has delivered a brand as solid as what Pixar built in the late nineties and early 2000s. And with phase two coming to a close with the high energy Avengers: Age of Ultron, it doesn’t look like they will be slowing down anytime soon. Read Full Review
This weekend brought us a trifecta of spiritual-based (or at least spiritually-minded) films. The Age of Adeline used a unique twist on timeless love, and though I didn’t get a chance to see Russell Crowe’s directorial debut, The Water Diviner, based on the trailer, the movie digs deep to explore the connection a father has with his son and the faith needed to rise above the facts to find the truth. The most spiritual of them all, the thought-provoking, yet heavily amateurish Little Boy, explores much the same territory, but instead of a father searching for his son in the middle of a war, the son reaches out to bring his father home from the war with nothing but faith the size of a mustard seed. Read Full Review
From my understanding, Paul Blart: Mall Cop didn’t set the cinema world on fire back in 2009. It did make a ton of money (and did leaps and bounds over its counterpart, Observe and Report), but from the reaction to the film from both critics and the public, there didn’t seem to be much demand for a sequel. But money speaks louder than words in Hollywood, and since Adam Sandler (through his production company, Happy Madison) likes to keep his good friends employed, I guess Paul Blart: Mall Cop 2 was inevitable. And though the premise for the follow-up is sound (having the main character leave the confines of his world to explore new territory is a staple for sequels to movies like this), adding a new chapter to a film that ran mostly flat doesn’t make for a better movie. Read Full Review
Very insightful stuff. Great post for any writer (beginning and veteran alike).
Originally posted on Kristen Lamb's Blog:
When I used to edit for a living, I earned the moniker The Death Star because I can be a tad ruthless with prose. Today I hope to teach you guys to be a bit ruthless as well. Before we get started, I do have a quick favor to ask. Some of you may know that I practice Brazilian Jiu Jitsu so I’ve taken on our dojo’s blog to see if we can try out new and fun content and am using the moniker Dojo Diva.
I posted about how hard it is to begin and the fears that can ever keep us from starting. The way others try to stop us from doing anything remarkable. I’d love to hear your thoughts and stories, so I hope you will stop by and get the discussion going.
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Unlike the super-charged excitement surrounding this month’s biggest film (not to mention the biggest film this year to date), April’s slate of films has started with a whimper. Over the past two weeks, only two movies have opened in wide release, and in order to keep my anti-Nicholas Sparks streak alive (that’s right friends, I am lucky enough to have yet to be Notebook-ed), The Longest Ride was never an option. So unless I wanted to avoid the cineplex for two weeks straight (or go see an independent film or two that didn’t interest me in the slightest), the only other choice was Furious 7, the new addition to a franchise that has never been high on my must-see radar. I still have yet to see Tokyo Drift (although I am a big fan of Lucas Black) or Fast and Furious (which would be the fourth, for those keeping score), I only saw The Fast and the Furious (with those pesky definite articles, that would be the original) when it hit cable, and I’ve probably only seen bits and pieces of 2 Fast 2 Furious. (Bet you can’t guess which one that is!) I probably wouldn’t have gone to see Fast 5 if it hadn’t have been for my friend, but it was then that I understood something very pivotal about this franchise — it’s like a drug; once you’ve submitted yourself to its high-gloss stunt work and expanding story arc, you can’t keep from coming back for more. I went to see Fast and Furious 6 on my own accord two years ago, and even though I roll my eyes more often than not when it comes to everything about this series, I gave in to Furious 7 and its high-octane absurdness. Read Full Review
Once upon a time, romance was found in chivalry. Love came from something much more virtuous than mere sex or physical attraction; it was discovered in respect, nobility, honor and charity for one another — ideals that crossed even the most difficult of boundaries, where there could be no doubt it was meant to be. Though it may still happen today, it has become rare to witness this type of love except maybe for the idealized version showcased in entertainment. Nicholas Sparks has tapped into this idea many times, but the most beloved version of this tale, The Notebook, made it clear that true passion for love often lies in an older generation. It’s a shame, because there is something so pure about a love that transcends time and space. Dancer and choreographer Bridgette Borzillo also understands this, but where Sparks taps into this idea with a fictional narrative, Borzillo digs into the truth behind the concept for her new dance production, Remember When… An Old-Fashioned Love Story.
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Along with the NCAA basketball tournament, the Phoenix Moirai March Madness Promotion is down to the final two champions, which will duke it out tonight for extreme supremacy. It has been a long hard fight that included a few major upsets (I think Kentucky may still be burning — I didn’t know calendars were that popular anymore!) to reach this point, but none of that matters anymore. All that matters now is which deal will take the ultimate trophy. So what deals are competing for the March Madness Promotion championship? See the Champions