Thursday 9 July 2009

Summary of randoms...

I've got way too much to blog about at the moment and don't have the time! So this is kind of a random stuff summary:

1) Go give Brother Pete a 'YAY! - Go here, watch Brother Pete's entry into the E4 estings competition and click YAY. The votes don't count this year - they've wisely decided not to make it a popularity contest like last year - but you can still show your support with a friendly YAY. Plus it's really good, and he spent ages on it - I saw him! And then you can go on his blog and leave him feedback if you want. If he becomes a finalist we may get to go to a party where there's free beer and tiny puddings - that was one of my highlights of last year!

2) Although I am in danger of turning this into a random film review blog, I watched Tom Shankland's latest film The Children last night and was really impressed:



It's a neat little one location horror film that despite a slow build-up is surprisingly effective and properly scary once it gets going. There are a couple of bold decisions that make it work 1) to spend time developing the characters so we get to know them before anything bad happens to them and 2) refusing to try to explain why things are happening. Along with Eden Lake and Salvage I'm pretty impressed with British horror so far this year.

3) Actual writing news! I've started on a brand new feature script - the first of the year. Which as usual I daren't talk about for fear of jinxing it or talking about stuff I shouldn't, but of the projects I seem to have been orbiting this year it's gone from concept to treatment pretty quickly and it's the first one I've actually started properly writing. Which made me wonder what I'd been doing since January - rewrites and treatments for things that never got anywhere I suppose.

4) Last night I dreamt I was at next year's Cannes festival - I know people's dreams are boring but this one did have an interesting highlight. At one point a group of us found a stage area where acts were performing, at which point Des O'Connor came out and started singing Velvet Underground songs as his arms and legs grew longer with each note until he was freakishly tall, like some kind of insect man. What does that mean, then? The point is, I woke up thinking that one will have to go in the diary, then started stressing about the fact I'd have two years of Cannes diaries to write up instead of one! Which, once I'd readjusted to reality, made me think I should really finish typing those up. Maybe this weekend...

2 comments:

Pete Regan said...

It's random I know, added to the fact that you're in the next room to me, but I'm still posting it here. The last dream I can remeber a few days ago I was beign chased around Hove by ED209 from Robocop. Strange as I haven't actually seen Robocop in ages.

Kid In The Front Row said...

I've noticed a lot of screenwriters talk about their dreams - but rarely do they analyse them. They should! I do..