NO MOMI NO MORE

"When in London, England, make sure you visit the Museum of the Moving Image, or MOMI for short." That is something I would say to anyone about to visit the great olde city. The problem now, for me and my line, is that the museum apparently no longer exists. I know not why as the place was great for any movie or TV fans. For instance, at the base of one stairway was a Dalek from the Doctor Who series. As I was descending these steps I thought I was about to be mugged for a few pence. He left me alone. Lady Luck was with me the day I visited as the major exhibit -- the travelling exhibit -- was a large collection of 'creatures' that Ray Harryhausen articulated as part of his animation work for various classic feature films. I recognized some dudes from The Seventh Voyage of Sinbad ("hey, didn't I see you roasting some guy on a spit?"), Mysterious Island, Clash of the Titans and so on. The bee from Sinbad and the Eye of the Tiger was there too. "That's a big bee!" I have pleasant memories of MOMI, although my personal favourite is of a certain young Aussie...

TORONTO'S COFFEE

Back in 1984, September, I moved to Toronto to attend 'film school'. Even though the school itself was in the burbs I decided, with a little help from 'fate', to live in the downtown area. After all, the commute was only an hour or so as I lived right on a TTC subway station. Fairly close to me were several repertory movie theatres (now there is just one) and many other amenities usually associated with living in an urban environment. Having said all that, there were not the number of cafes that there are now. What a difference a few years makes. I didn't drink coffee way back then. As a matter of fact that habit didn't start until I got into 'the biz'. Thankfully I did not take up smoking. What is good is sitting in a cafe and reading a book, non-fiction of course, or writing something... anything.

PAPPY

Watched Papillon last night for first time in a few years. It's one of those cases where you notice a DVD in your collection and it begs to be played. I don't have a large DVD collection -- I tend to rent them instead of buying -- but there are still a few more to go. Roger Corman's superb feature, The Pit and the Pendulum, is next up. I saw Papillon when it was first released. I, along with two of my buddies, raved about it. As a matter of fact, as we departed the Terra theatre back in 1973 we all agreed that the movie should win a bunch of Oscars. The film's powerful ending had a lot to do with shaping our opinions at the time. The Oscars have never impressed me so I admit I don't even know how this movie performed that useless night. It cannot be forgotten that many of the emotional notes are enhanced by composer Jerry Goldsmith's gorgeous score. Another marker score to convince me that he was the cat's whiskers. Oh, Steve McQueen was great in the lead role. My opinion has not changed over many screening in the years since. Director Franklin J. Schaffner added this one to his cap. A cap already decorated with classics film such as Planet of the Apes and Patton, not to forget the underrated The Stripper. Artists, including self-proclaimed ones such as myself, have a saying: A version goes something like, "I wish I had made that movie".

BOOKING HARLAN

Harlan Ellison is famous for a few reasons -- look him up on 'wikipedia' -- but the big one, in my eyes, is the fact that he is a superb short story writer. The type of short story Ellison is known for is, as he likes to say, 'speculative fiction'. Not 'science fiction', and certainly not 'sci-fi'. (For more on the Harlan Ellison/sci-fi issue look this up too on the net. You can also key-in 'Forrest J. Ackerman'.) Now, before I get too carried away here I must admit that I don't read enough fiction. I read an awful lot: I always seem to have a book, magazine, Globe and Mail newspaper, pamphlet, or even 'bills' in my hand. But these are all known to be 'non-fiction' (that phone bill certainly is and books have been known to be fiction at times). The fact that I stay away from fiction, for the most part, is kinda strange considering that I love stories and storytelling. ("No, dear, I was out with the guys last night... honest.") Let me recollect my thoughts for a moment; years ago I read a couple volumes or collections, as it were, of Ellison's short stories. "Stalking the Nightmare", which is actually a mix of fiction and not, convinced me that this man is a talent -- and Harlan can continue to be a testy jerk; it's his right. Again, an Internet search will fill you in if you don't already know (he doesn't like to be stepped on). His collection of true stories about the dark side of television (1968 - 1970), bound under the title, "The Glass Teat", appealed to this writer's obvious interest in that form... and all its darkness. The punchline is that "Stalking the Nightmare" and "The Glass Teat" are rare items: A friend of mine has these books but will not lend them to anybody. Can't say I blame him. On next week's episode: More Harlan Ellison.

I AM GEEK (LEGEND)

I reviewed all my blogs recently just to see what common themes or trends there are. My, oh, my. Am I a geek or what? I suppose it goes with the territory as 'Hyper-Reality' is what it is. You won't find any sports or business writing here unless, of course, they are related to the 'idea'. But what you do find here, at the moment it would seem, are lots of references to 'geek' things. There is no need for me to repeat what you can survey from reading my various blog entries. Yes, I do like "important" things. There is a great All in the Family moment where Archie Bunker is hassling Mike ("Meathead") about not liking what he should be interested in. Archie says to Mike, "you like stupid tings... start talking about important tings; like what the Jets are going to do about Joe Namath's bad knee". Believe it or not -- and I try to remind or convince myself on a regular basis -- I am interested in many things with equal passion: Aviation, shipping, engineering, medicine (in a 'layman' way), technology, history, warfare, architecture, and art history are just some of the things that can captivate me. I like oceanography and things that swim in, or crawl around the bottom of, the sea. I love seafood; eating things that swim in, or crawl about the bottom of, the sea. What is bliss for me? Well, I can start with a big plate of seafood... and an episode of Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea (first season).

... AN ISLAND

A few years ago I picked some items up from a friend's house. While there, this friend told my helper and me that he had some Gilligan's Island episodes collected on video tape. In addition to this he also had some 'weed'. In went the VHS tape and out came the 'stuff'. (I must state that I 'smoke up' very infrequently.) The episode rolled -- it was the one where Gilligan, in order to gain favour with some visiting natives, marries the fat daughter of the tribe's chief -- and we lit up. I sat closest to the television and every time there was some funny stuff happening on-screen, my buddies, who were sitting behind me, would crack up laughing: While laughing uproariously myself, I was thinking, "wow, man... the laugh track's in Stereosonic Sensorsound!" Well, my lord, for a show which is funny under normal conditions, smoking some fine 'grass' while watching only convinces you that it is Art. And there were things I never noticed before. The 'smoking' proponents are right. This experience reminds me of a Bob Dylan song; one which he has yet to write, "Fine Grass and Gilligan's Island". Back in film-school a classmate of mine once proclaimed, "you know what show is hilarious when you're on 'mushrooms'?... Batman". Gotta go...

GREEN-SCREEN MATERIAL

I just completed teaching a couple of 'general film/video & green-screen lighting' workshops. A lot of fun was had by all. I've lit 'green-screen' before but these past sessions just reminded me of the wonderful technology and the visual effects possibilities. And at cut-rate prices compared to just a few years ago. Once you shoot your subject in front of this special background you then load your footage into your computer and the real magic begins. (Get some footage of Lindsay Lohan, that was shot of her standing in front of a green-screen, then you can matte her into a jail cell or a rehabilitation facility... and you can keep her there for as long as you want.) All joking aside, you realize that this technology described is the reason most Hollywood 'fantasy' or 'sci-fi' movies today come off as lame. Who needs a script? My take on that is you can always shoot an actual script later against a green or blue-screen and matte it over the completed movie. Ah, actually, most film or studio execs are not too bright... don't tempt or encourage them.

A NAKED CITY

Considering my advancing age, I still am not old enough to remember seeing the television series, Naked City, in its original run. (It ran from 1958 to 1963. My earliest TV-sucking memory goes way back to 1966. Impressive, huh?) The first time I was introduced to it was in 1978 when the Global Television Network -- 'formerly known as a good network' -- started playing it around midnight. I was in high school then and I remember that my fellow students and I would often ask each other whether or not we had watched Naked City the night before. We probably asked, "where have you been hiding all this time?" The show is outstanding. I have caught a couple episodes of the modern versions of City... programs with the names of Homicide, NYPD Blue, and such; fine shows in there own right, from what I have seen, but very inferior to their obvious model. Isn't that the way it normally is, though? Fans of current series always think that 'their show' invented everything -- this is what I call fandom arrogance and ignorance: This is fine in itself as you can't expect 'fans' to be little television series historians. They watch what is presented to them. If it isn't on TV then how do you expect the average viewer to see older or more elusive programming? Naked City was filmed in glorious black and white. Apparently, the new home-video versions of Naked City are beautiful to look at. (Like most old shows, the negatives have not been touched since printing elements were first struck to make the original air-dates. Copies for syndication were printed from these 'interpositives' and 'internegatives' made off the original camera negatives. Don't listen to these DVD reviewers who use the term "clean up" -- which they do so to an extreme. The original negs are 'mint' because they have hardly been touched!) Television series shot in B&W suffer greatly in the modern syndication market. As a matter of fact it is not uncommon for a TV station or network to bypass the early B&W season(s) and go straight to the later colour ones when airing an old show that was a mix of the two. Any show photographed in shades of grey only, or short in seasons, suffers greatly in the rerun market. The Outer Limits (1963 - 1965), one of the greatest of all time, ran only one and a half seasons and was fittingly shot in B&W. This is why most have never seen it. (Even though Limits and The Twilight Zone are two different shows, the former is superior; but few know that as Zone ran for five years making it rich for syndication.) I saw a lone episode back in 1988 when CKVR -- a station that used to be outstanding -- started running Naked City late at night, along with Mission Impossible, The Outer Limits, and others. Why, oh, why were shows so much better then than any now? Hold on a moment, why has my computer screen gone 'pinky'? Oh... that's better. I didn't think it was the monitor. Back to the story: I was watching CKVR late at night and thought what I was seeing was a movie. Whatever it was had just started and whatever it was looked very cinematic in style. "What could this movie be?", I asked myself. "This can't be a television series." Just then, the opening titles for Naked City came up. Oh, that's why...

HARNELL'S UNITED ARTIST

How 'bout those classic film studio themes? I have long felt that you can get a sense of someone by asking them what their favourite studio logo theme is (if they have one). Of course, there is the famous 20th Century Fox fanfare... probably the most identifiable one. My favourite has always been -- since I cared, at least -- composer Joseph Harnell's 1980s United Artists fanfare. It's plays superbly well with that cool visual of the slowly rotating and revealing 'UA' logo. I find there is something about that theme that cannot be put into words. Later, and with clueless aplomb, the studio decided to change to a lesser piece of music and equally pallid graphic -- androgenous and neutral in its ineffectiveness. My real beef is when these 'older' United Artists films or television shows are re-released on video or broadcast television and have been 're-striped' with the more recent incarnations of the studio ident. Somehow these executive yard birds feel that the "new and improved" branding will cut through any lame nostalgia and put their product in a better light... if you'll pardon the pun. (This reminds me of the time Mike Stivic of "All in the Family" said, after looking over some groceries that he had just bought, "everything is 'new and improved'... what was it before, 'old and lousy'?!") I remember watching an episode of an old television show with a producer friend of mine back in 1988 and as that great 'UA' tune and logo played through, he turned to me and said, "it makes you feel as though you're watching something important". Yes, that is it! Trivia Time: Fox's fanfare was composed by Alfred Newman; Warner's was done by Max Steiner; and the current Universal one is by Jerry Goldsmith. Impress your buddies with these important facts next time you suck back that Cappuccino.

SUPER-STUDIO NO INDUSTRY

Some progress is being made with Toronto's new 'super-studio' complex. Building is happening down somewhere on the waterfront after years of promises to give the city what it needs to attract the big shows -- films with big budgets that require a few sound stages at once. Toronto's big problem in the studio department is that it has never had a big studio complex with all the fixin's. Cinevillage was a sort of half-hearted attempt to fill this need but even with some studios added to the group over the years it never has become a real 'studio city'. Even though I have agreed with the notion that Toronto was lacking its own Elstree, the problem is, now especially, there is no real need for it. The Canadian dollar is powerful, effectively nullifying the big attraction for American producers; that is the traditional weakness of the Canadian dollar compared to our neighbour's which translated to X-amount of extra cash added to a movie's budget due to this relative difference in the two currencies... it was an extra 35 cents to each dollar or more for some time. That was a very palpable excuse to be a 'runaway production'. And now there are a lot more places in the world to 'runaway to'. Other districts are not about to sit idle and not want in on the green-stuff. The other problem, and it's a bigger one in my book, is that Toronto does not have a 'film industry'. You cannot depend on foreign productions to utilize a big studio to the point where it is profitable. The investors are in it for the money, which is no surprise. Studio or sound-stage rentals is big income for the owners of such a complex. You must have occupancy. Here in Toronto there is no industry, so there is no line-up of productions looking for expensive stage space. The math is easy; the reality, sobering.