The Wordless Past

Today is kind of a big deal for me - I'm finally uploading my short film, Junkyard, to the internets!  I wrote and directed this piece and my good college friend Allison Vanore produced it back in 2008.  We've been insistent on keeping it far away from the YouTubes until now, thinking the elite film festival circuit would propel us to new opportunities.  Two years later, however, the film festival aspirations have expired and it's time to let the rest of the world experience Junkyard.

According to many viewers it's "haunting but vague."  What say you?

The concept for Junkyard came to me, again, in a vivid dream that left me feeling ill upon wake.  I said, hey, that's some emotion right thar and drafted up a script which had remained mostly unchanged all the way to the final edit.  Junkyard screened in many festivals around the world - Cambodia, Italy, Swaziland, Kentucky - due mostly to the fact that since it has no dialogue it needs no subtitles.  I was heavily influenced by Kurosawa in the aspect of telling an emotional story using only performances, and I wanted - nay, needed - to try my hand at that.  The child actors Hunter Miranda and Destiny Cocking impressed me to no end with their ability to channel these emotions.  The same goes for Brian Mulligan, who played the Man - I've always known him as a nice, chill, smiling dude but on set he flipped the Mean Switch on the lightest direction, so much so that I kind of stopped directing him and let him take the character of the Man where he wanted.

Allison is a helluva producer, and lately all of her hard work here in LA has been getting noticed on a national level.  Her New Jersey hometown's site interviewed her here and the Arizona Daily Star's article is here.  She's a busy one, she is, and we plan to work together in the future on a nice and mean Western feature.

Junkyard shouldn't be indicative of your perception of Love in the Time of Monsters, dear Reader.  I consistently alternate between two sub-genres of the Gothic film; there are the Badass Mean pieces like Junkyard and the aforementioned Western, tentatively titled The Uglies, and there is the Badass Awesome camp of Love in the Time of Monsters and my Desert Monster Chronicles series.  The former is merciless, the latter gratuitous.  Both entertain in the end, however, and that's all I want to do.

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