Summer blues.

I recently noticed that my summer is almost gone.
This is extremely depressing because I have gotten almost nothing done that I wanted to.
My movie has barely been star
ted. I haven't been able to explore as much as I've wanted. And I'm still dealing with the same old problems.

What is really terrify is that my last year at school starts in less than 5 weeks. Which means that this next year is going to fly by. And I really hope I get the movie done. But then after that year what is going to happen?
I imagined I'd go to grad school, but I'm in no financial place to be doing so. The only way I could go to grad school next year is if I get a full ride or go to University of Texas in Austin, because I'd be in-state.

But I'm not even really sure if I want to do a production grad degree. Maybe I want to study history or film preservation. But a lot of this would mean leaving Chicago. Something I've become very attached to.

Maybe I should just chill out and work a bit harder at getting stuff done.

-September Undergraduate Film/Video Festival
-First feature: "Veracity: We All Shine On"

The last good movie I saw:
The Wind That Shakes the Barley (Palme d'or 2006)

Song that keeps playing:
Goodbye to You by Scandal


Uptown Theater

It's pretty obvious that I have a nostalgia problem. But I'm also prone to extreme fits of thirst for historical knowledge.

Today I read that the Uptown Theater is being sold at a foreclosure auction on Tuesday. This could be a very good thing, or a very bad thing.

I really hope someone buys it that wants to restore the theater and open it again for movies, plays, concerts. Some kind of theatrical epicenter. But it might be more likely that someone who wants to tear it down and put a Best Western there will buy it.

I guess we could find out soon. In the meantime I had checked out a book of pictures from the library of Uptown's gentrification/historical places where I found these great pictures of the theater.


It begins...

I feel like everything is falling apart.

Rightly so.


Appetite for Destruction

Last night I fell asleep during a TV pilot, I woke up I was really anxious and pissy on the living room floor at 1 AM and it started pooring outside. I heard a lot of thunder and lightning. And my roommate figured out I was still awake at 2 AM and she told me a tree fell on the garage.

I was really worried my car just smooshed. But it didn't. I took bad photos last night, but I got some better ones this morning. I just don't know how they're going to remove this beast. I put in a work order to City of Chicago, but they won't give a damn because it's in our backyard. As of right not our request status is Open, via the 311 online work order system.

In other news-
I left Logan Square recently, and relocated to Uptown. I'm digging it.

I start shooting my first feature on Monday, the cast and crew leave tomorrow.

I'm working on a retrospective with the Film Archive here, and learning a lot more about the sixties.

Have an incredible amount of nostalgia for the past still.

Summer fun.

The last movie I watched was: The Passenger. Jack Nicholson is hot. I think I prefer late 60s/70s Antonioni movies.