Hey everyone. Nice little article if interested.

Cut and paste.

Thanks.

C.

http://communities.canada.com/theprovince/blogs/reelman/default.aspx

Who was the bright light that thought of putting ‘ice’ in the men’s urinal?

What, was some waiter scooping cubes into somebody’s glass then thought to himself, “Hey, wait! People could melt these with their pee!”

And guys, you know you can’t just do your business and leave. Oh no. You gotta make a game out of it. You start thinking to yourself, “Hmm… How many cubes can I melt before my pee runs out?”

And now, you’ve become this super hero, “I am Toxic Pee Man!” It’s like playin’ a game of ‘Break The Ice’, only with your wang. “If I can just blast through these last two, the whole thing will come crashing down.”

Anyway. I don’t know and I don’t care. The guy was a genius. And I’m hoping that he was at least promoted to Assistant Manager.

I’ve always been a big fan of Michael Moore, the filmmaker.

From ‘Roger and Me’, to ‘Bowling For Columbine’, to ‘Farenheight-911’. The guy never ceases to provoke, entertain and to perhaps, enlighten. Granted, the guy has never had a problem completely obliterating the truth, but that’s not my point. He is a great filmmaker. AND… to make it all the more important, Moore’s films are DOCUMENTARIES. And, in a world of narrative filmmaking, however you stand politically, you have to give the guy even more credit.

Therefore, from a ‘film-making’ stand point. The guy’s pretty good.

That said, I love filmmaking. I’ve studied Leni Riefenstahl to a degree that would make most Cambridge professors puke.

Does ‘that’ make me a Nazi? Of course not.

Does that make Leni a genius? Christ, yes.

No matter where you stand. As a filmmaker… She was incredible.

Point? If you have half a brain, then you can separate genius from virtue. Talent, from morality. Moore from the truth and Strauss from a stack of dead Jews.

Unfortunately, many of history’s greatest artists were pigs.

Talented, yes. Inspired…?

Absolutely.

Geniuses, but certainly not poster children for a better tomorrow.

And so, as an independent… I’m forced to think for myself. (And, therefore, criticized by those on both sides.)

But… I LOVE film.

Check this out.

Here is a film that had no script. Nothing other than the voice of it’s own insanity.

Everything that you ‘hear’, was recorded by the subjects themselves. No politics, other than that wished for by the subjects themselves. No video, but the video shot… by them. No message, but their own.

A message created by scum. Spoken by scum…

And (ironically) denounced by the same.

Unheard of.

Death to those who click.

www.themoviefitna.com Oops. Sorry, that’s been banned.

Try this one.

www.themoviefitna.com Oops. Sorry, that one just disappeared too.

Keep you posted.

C.

Not bad. Not bad at all.

In addition to having qualified for an Academy Award, the LEO AWARD NOMINATIONS have just come in!! (British Columbia Film Awards.) And I would once again extend my thanks and congratulations to those listed below, and to all the cast, crew and friends that have worked so very hard to create and support this project.

Here they are;

7 LEO AWARD NOMINATIONS! -

BEST SHORT DRAMA - Madison Graie, Derrick Garland - Producers

BEST DIRECTION - Colin Cunningham

BEST CINEMATOGRAPHY - Kevin Hall

BEST PICTURE EDITING - Jonathan Eric Tyrrell

BEST OVER ALL SOUND - Real Gauvreau

BEST MAKE UP - Jayne Dancose

BEST PERFORMANCE by a Male - Colin Cunningham

And let’s not forget;

BEST SHORT AWARD - Cinequest/ACADEMY QUALIFIER!!

BEST ACTOR - Method Fest

BEST SHORT Nomination - Method Fest

BEST EMERGING DIRECTOR Nomination - Vancouver Intl.

‘IN COMPETITION’ - Montreal

Great news! Thanks again everyone!

C.

Why is it that every time I go shopping I have to belong to a club?

“Are you a Club Member?”

“It’s toothpaste.”

“Yes. Are you a member?”

Why the hell can’t I just go into a market and buy block of cheese without having to tell the clerk where I live? I don’t get it. I mean, is this actually supposed to make me feel ‘special’ somehow? That I’m now part of an elite group of shoppers? Will it be included in my eulogy?

“A member of both Safeway and Savon Drug Marts, Colin took great pride in purchasing deodorants and laundry detergent…”

That, and I hate being put on the spot. Shopping is kind of a personal thing to begin with, you know? You’re standing there with all this stuff out on display. You just want to get out of there, when… bang.

“Member?”

Well. Ahh. Don’t really know what to say.

I actually find myself embarrassed for some strange, ridiculous reason. So, I look away for a second. Only to find that the whole damn line is now staring at me. And I can just see it in their faces.

“IS he a member?”

“I don’t know.”

“I’ve never seen him in here before.”

“Condoms and Dog Food… Hmm.”

So. Here it is, for the record.

I don’t want your Petro Points, your Air Miles, your punch card, the free donut or the hat with your stupid filling station logo on it. I don’t want to belong to your stupid Club and have one of your stupid Club ‘cards’ that identifies me as being one of your stupid Club Members.

I’ve got my own Club. It’s colors are red, white and blue and I flash my membership in 5’s, 10’s, and 20’s.