January 28, 2009

WAR

I've been avoiding subtitling Training. I don't know why. But that's delayed sending it out to film festivals. I haven't even begun researching on film festivals. But today, after an easy morning, a quick trip to the gym, and a spaghetti lunch from Pancake House, I went home, sat down, and watched an episode of Generation Kill.


I made a list of 25 Things About Me on FB, and I forgot to mention that I love war movies and shows. I like World War II stuff like Band of Brothers and Memphis Belle. But I like modern wars too, shows about a small group of men trying to make their way through a mission or a whole damn war, like M*A*S*H or The Unit. And then lately, because of a discussion about The Wire, I've found Generation Kill.

It all started when Zig mentioned liking the gritty, realism of The Wire over the idealistic and lofty The West Wing. And it's true, The West Wing is so noble and inspiring, you know it all can't be true. Not wanting to miss out on another supposedly great series, I planned on watchng The Wire too. But five seasons of dense material daunted me. But in Wikiing the show up, I've found out that the writers (David Simon, Ed Burns) have a new show out about a battalion in the second Iraq War. Also, it's a 7-part miniseries. Bite size.

So it's really good, and actually funny. In the way that war is absurd funny. And like Band Of Brothers, you spend the first ep figuring out who's who. But after that, it gets rolling, literally. But after five eps, I figure, the dialogue might be more street and rough, but I don't think this is how soldiers talk either. Essentially, people on TV talk a whole lot more than people in real life. In the end TV will be TV. That doesn't mean it can't be great TV though, and it only becomes a bad thing if you confuse it will real life.

Anyway, like I said, I sat down and saw an episode. I eventually got to starting on Training. But right as I was about get a lot done, I get a call from an agency contact asking for my portfolio by tomorrow morning. So I spend the next couple of hours cobbling together an updated folio, rushing off to Fuji Wilson to have it printed (traffic) and getting back in time for an 830PM shoot.

But it's all good. In between the rush print job and the 830PM call time, I've found time to have a meal at North Park, and to write this thing down.

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