Archive for January, 2014
It’s been a few weeks in the making, but now that I have all of the legal necessities out of the way, I can officially announce the name and nature of my new business venture. Learn more about the business
I’m all for reinventing a myth (or fictional character), so long as it remains true to spirit of what the original embodied. No where are these types of alterations made than in the tried-and-true creature-feature; that is to say, the reinvention of the vampire, werewolf, mummy and zombie legends. Ever since man could put pictures into motion, writers and directors have tried to one-up each other in creating bigger, scarier (more lovelorn?) versions that appeal to the masses who seek to be horrified (or, as in more recent times, swooned) by creatures of the night. With I, Frankenstein, writer and director Stuart Beattie tries his best to bring new life to what can essentially be considered the very first zombie, but inevitably fails to do so in a labored body of work with absolutely no soul. Don’t Stop — There’s Plenty More
I haven’t had a whole lot to say over the last week, leading to a minor absence from my blog and a vacation from my new novel (even though I’ve only just begun). But I have a very good reason for that — I’ve been incredibly busy taking the first steps into creating a new future for myself with the formation of a new business venture. Don’t Stop — There’s Plenty More
It’s been over eleven years since John Patrick “Jack” Ryan last saw life on the silver screen, a hiatus that turned out to be exactly what the franchise needed to distance itself from the misguided attempt at rebooting the series in the 2002 adaptation of The Sum of All Fears (in which Ben Affleck was (at the time) miscast as the titular CIA analyst), but stay true to the character as originally created by Tom Clancy. And thanks to the youthful maturity of Chris Pine and the kinetic direction (and performance) of Kenneth Branagh, the geopolitical thrills that made the series so gripping in the first three films are resurrected with a blaze of taut excitement in Jack Ryan: Shadow Recruit. Don’t Stop — There’s Plenty More
No matter how far American Idol contestant Kaitlyn Jackson goes in the competition (or how big a career she may have a singer), one thing is certain — Kaitlyn Jackson is an extraordinary songwriter… and she’s only fifteen. After hearing Kaitlyn sing her original song, “Another Angel” (which was inspired by her grandfather’s unfortunately timed heart attack), I wanted to hear so much more. The song was remarkable on its own, but I couldn’t stop thinking about how it might sound if it were professionally produced — and how much I wanted to buy it regardless. If Kaitlyn continues to write songs like this (with so much heart and truth), she will definitely have a future in the music industry — in front of or behind the scenes. Check out the audition
This past weekend, my little sister got married and I was honored to be there to film her nuptials, providing her a record of her blessed day. My sister did a lot of outstanding work on the wedding details (including the decorations and the specific events), and thanks in part to her wedding and event planner, Selina Rose, who helped her organize and pull off the magic of the 1920s, I was able to capture some fantastic footage. (I would also like to thank the Fallbrook Film Factory for allowing me the use of their equipment to do just that.) Read about the wedding!
This afternoon—after a holiday season that saw a lot of time away from the computer and a lot of busy work on other projects (which included my book tour for In the Light of the Eclipse, looking into selling my feature film, Secrets of the Desert Nymph, beta reading my friend’s new novel, playing “Star Wars Angry Birds” and “Skyward Sword”, breaking in the new Wii U I got for Christmas (I know, when that procrastination bug takes hold…), spending time with family, prepping the filming of my sister’s wedding, helping to put new carpet into my family’s living room, and of course looking and applying for a new full-time job)—I finally wrote the first 2000 words of my next book, Memoirs of Keladrayia: Jaxxa Rakala. Don’t Stop — There’s Plenty More
I’m by no means a professional movie critic, and because of that, I only see a fraction of the hundreds of movies that come out each year—either because I’ve got to much going on, the film isn’t released in one of my three local cineplexes, or I outright refuse to see it (or at the very least, don’t have any interest in wasting my money on it). That still doesn’t mean I don’t see a lot of them, and this year, I had the pleasure (and the displeasure, in a lot of cases) of seeing 127 of them—at the movie theater, mind you. I’m sure I saw dozens more on cable (like the gloriously retched SyFy originals), premium channels (such as the pretty terrible (vampire?) flick The Colony on OnDemand) and of course regular TV.
But when it comes to compiling the best and worst movies of the year, I stick exclusively with films that were released on at least 500 screens nationwide (anything less and it usually means that it didn’t see the light of day in any of my theaters). And as you’ve probably seen from my weekly reviews, I have a very extensive palette when it comes to movies, so you can bet there’s a pretty good mix of offerings in my top ten. Don’t Stop — There’s Plenty More
Earlier today, 2012 came on the boob tube and, of course, I couldn’t resist watching (it was one of my top ten films of 2009, after all) and it got me thinking of a scene that happens later in the film. It turns out that underneath all of the special effects, the nonsensical actions and the unbelievable stunts, lies an allegory of survival beyond your expiration date that really resonates with me. Don’t Stop — There’s Plenty More
What does it say about our country when we allow someone who is blatantly breaking our laws to acquire a license to practice that same set of laws in our country? Talk about barefaced hypocrisy. Nothing against Sergio Garcia (who was brought here by illegal parents when he was really young), but if he really loved this country and wanted to practice law in the U.S., don’t you think the first thing he should have done was to do everything he could to become a citizen of this country? After all of the schooling he received to attain the skills to pass the bar, he must have learned (or in the very least, have known) how to apply for citizenship—and he had plenty of time to do so in order to become legal before seeking a license to practice law. Doing so would have at least proven that he actually believes in the law he has been licensed to protect.
Way to go, California. Your willingness to protect and support those who continually and knowingly skirt (or break) the laws by giving them anything and everything they want is truly astounding (and not in a good way).