My life as a first date...
Last week Saturday was Patrick's screening of "Phase!" Over a year long to make! Spanning an epic 40 mins long! Phase was a film to be remembered for its number of hardships in all stages of production. Patrick himself facing an uphill battle against crews with low moral and spectators with narrow vision. I myself complained quite a bit about the horrid working conditions when I was on his set for three some weeks working 10+ hours from sun down to sun up. When the film's screening was announced, my hopes were not high, but I always supported Patrick for facing the mud himself and continuing forward. At the screening, like usual, things were havoc and delayed but when the show started everyone was ready with their daggers and their roses.
The movie did not suck! It was right where it needed to be! Room for improvement and solid enough to be watchable! I was really happy for Patrick and my own hard work on the film. I shook his hand and exclaimed that I wanted Patrick to call me for the next film! He was all too delighted and turned my hearty hand shake into a warm hug.
After party!!! The producer of Phase, Aaron Z, a poor excuse for a man, organized for the party to be held at a night club on Haight. He said that the entire cast and crew was on a VIP list and that the underaged could get in un-carded. The crew always stays together so we headed over in a barrage of carpools. Surreal, one of the actors for Heart of the Argos, also accompanied us. We get to the night club and not only is there not a list but they are carding and not letting the underaged like Laura and Bianca in. And worse yet! Aaron Z is not there! We call him and try to figure stuff out. He is having dinner with his girlfriend and cant help us with our dibacle. The rest of us decide that hell, we ARE the party. We decide to go to a liquor store and just drink and walk through Haight. The rest of the night was real fun despite being stalked by a crack head who accused us of stealing his coat.
I tried to get Karen to be my date for the after party but she was busy. I built it up like, oh yeah, I'm on the VIP list, I'll get you in for free! Later I was happy I didn't because of the sad condition my VIP status was in. The next day I called her and asked her if I wanted to see Laurence of Arabia on a 70 mm print in the Castro. For anyone that doesn't know, basically it mean a really big picture. And hey It's LoA! The movie was meant to be big! Actually I had no idea that it was a 4 hour epic... But neither did Karen who wanted to go with me! We get our seats and instantly I begin to blow it with her saying lines like:
I enjoy watching people eat. The very act of consuming is very sensual...
Through my experiences, I've found that sex is very, very scary...
And on and on... I also ranted about zombies and zombie law. I guess when I'm nervous I just flock to familiar ground. But I'm a lively speaker and I think I really had her entertained! She laughed and really seemed to enjoy my company. Then the film rolled. Four hours later! We walk to the subway together. We both take different trains and thats really it. She really rushed to the train quite quickly. This was the daunting point of the night. I don't know if it was the four hour epic that lasted until 11 on a school night or it was my obsession with gross subjects that turned her off. O well. I will call her later.
Then today... I had my bike stolen. Damn it all to HELL!!!!
The movie did not suck! It was right where it needed to be! Room for improvement and solid enough to be watchable! I was really happy for Patrick and my own hard work on the film. I shook his hand and exclaimed that I wanted Patrick to call me for the next film! He was all too delighted and turned my hearty hand shake into a warm hug.
After party!!! The producer of Phase, Aaron Z, a poor excuse for a man, organized for the party to be held at a night club on Haight. He said that the entire cast and crew was on a VIP list and that the underaged could get in un-carded. The crew always stays together so we headed over in a barrage of carpools. Surreal, one of the actors for Heart of the Argos, also accompanied us. We get to the night club and not only is there not a list but they are carding and not letting the underaged like Laura and Bianca in. And worse yet! Aaron Z is not there! We call him and try to figure stuff out. He is having dinner with his girlfriend and cant help us with our dibacle. The rest of us decide that hell, we ARE the party. We decide to go to a liquor store and just drink and walk through Haight. The rest of the night was real fun despite being stalked by a crack head who accused us of stealing his coat.
I tried to get Karen to be my date for the after party but she was busy. I built it up like, oh yeah, I'm on the VIP list, I'll get you in for free! Later I was happy I didn't because of the sad condition my VIP status was in. The next day I called her and asked her if I wanted to see Laurence of Arabia on a 70 mm print in the Castro. For anyone that doesn't know, basically it mean a really big picture. And hey It's LoA! The movie was meant to be big! Actually I had no idea that it was a 4 hour epic... But neither did Karen who wanted to go with me! We get our seats and instantly I begin to blow it with her saying lines like:
I enjoy watching people eat. The very act of consuming is very sensual...
Through my experiences, I've found that sex is very, very scary...
And on and on... I also ranted about zombies and zombie law. I guess when I'm nervous I just flock to familiar ground. But I'm a lively speaker and I think I really had her entertained! She laughed and really seemed to enjoy my company. Then the film rolled. Four hours later! We walk to the subway together. We both take different trains and thats really it. She really rushed to the train quite quickly. This was the daunting point of the night. I don't know if it was the four hour epic that lasted until 11 on a school night or it was my obsession with gross subjects that turned her off. O well. I will call her later.
Then today... I had my bike stolen. Damn it all to HELL!!!!