Anybody who was ever a fan of WKRP In Cincinnati, remembers Bailey Quarters. She was the smart and shy billing manager that soon gained confidence and became, a disc jockey. As the show went on she became sexier, but could never quite compete with Jennifer (Loni Anderson). Bailey was played by Jan Smithers. Smithers didn't act much after WKRP, except for some small roles on T.V. So, after all these years where has she been? Well the answer simple. She has been in California losing her Goddamn mind. After the show she married the future Mr. Barbara Streisand, James Brolin. The ...
I have made in no secret on the site that I FUCKING HATE fag/poser rock Emo/Goth music. Bands like My Chemical Romance and Fall Out Boy are the worst and most popular examples of this shitty music. They are the new form of music rebellion. All the dumb little fag posers that are trying to be cool and tough are emulating them. They walk around the local malls with their fucking mascara on, their fingernails painted, their perfectly side swiped hair, and either their dumb little fucking tie on or their Slipknot shirt depending on whether they are more Goth or Emo at that ...
It's been nearly a week since the death of Michael Jackson. The initial shock has faded, replaced by grandstanding, speculation, innuendo, and some very tasteless (and very funny) jokes. Seemingly lost in the pandemonium are the simple truths about the man and the people around him. Truths like these: 1. Michael Jackson was NOT the King Of Pop. It's apparently true that a phrase, repeated ad nauseum, will take root no matter how insubstantial or blatantly false. However, that title, created by Jackson himself, does not belong to him ... it rightly belongs to Elvis Presley, who amassed 17 number one singles (to ...
Two of my favorite things are midgets and reading the police blotter and nothing is better than having a midget in the police blotter. Check out this police blotter and scroll down to the first blotter under Rockaway. People in New Jersey are even more fucked up than I thought. I just hope it wasn't the midget above that was hiding.
My hatred for Kevin Smith is palpable. His mugging, formless face creeps into my nightmares ... the words he speaks in interviews cause me to grind my teeth in agony. I'll give the guy some credit; he managed to make it in Hollywood by accident. The one film in his "collection" deserving of any substantial mention or praise - CLERKS, of course - was a foul-mouthed series of talking-head scenes that managed to find an audience due to its ultra-low budget. Smith did it just before video cameras and computers made it possible for anyone to do it, which is what ...
Some internet phenomenons come and go. Remember Tay Zonday and his creepy Chocolate Rain song? Remember Chris Crocker? Yeah, I didn't think so. These guys and many others have become Insta-Hits on YouTube mostly due to their glaring LACK of talent. They make the mistake in thinking that having the whole world laugh AT you is a good thing. But a recent rising star on YouTube has earned his place due to his suprisingly subtle comedic timing and clever improvisation. He is only 14 years old, and he is simply known by adoring millions as Fred. Fred is the creation of a talented ...
July 13, 1985. It remains the largest single musical event in history. Twenty hours of music. Over fifty of music's biggest acts. Three continents. 1.5 billion viewers. To date it has raised over $250 million dollars to save Ethiopia. And, sadly, it will never happen again. Inspired by a 1984 BBC documentary about the Ethiopian famine, Boomtown Rats singer Bob Geldof lost his mind and, in a matter of just a few months, managed to pull off the most stunning concert in history. The best acts of the eighties meshed seamlessly with the greatest icons of rock's storied history, combining into a global phenomenon that, for ...
Several years ago, Chris, Eric, and myself planned out a BLAIR WITCH-style film that would (supposedly) document an actual haunting/possession.
Now it’s been done. Watch the trailer for PARANORMAL ACTIVITY:
[youtube]http://youtube.com/watch?v=2_BslOObNh0[/youtube]
Looks good.
According to Variety, Dreamworks has just purchased the independent film for seven figures at the recently-concluded Slamdance Festival.
Damn, I’m dumb.
Goddamn! We are fucking idiots.
This does look pretty good.
Hey, guys, if you have other ideas for movies, let me know. Mark
Mark, we have a billion other ideas and several scripts. If you have any money, let us know. Ray.
Hey guys. We should do this. Oh fuck it’s too late.
Who thought this was bad idea again?
Oh well another idea that we didn’t do, because, well I’m not actually sure.
If you guys have a good script, get it out there!
@ medavidson – It’s an easy thing to say, “Get it out there!” Unfortunately, Hollywood still operates within a highly-walled social structure that prevents many great scripts from being seen and produced. You typically must “know someone” in order to even get an agent and begin the process of soliciting your script.
I do believe, however, that the internet and sites such as YouTube have levelled the playing field a bit in this regard. A person might be able to sell an idea if they can create a stir using some alternative method of advertising. However, some ideas are easier to promote in this format (for instance, horror movies like PARANORMAL ACTIVITY) than others.
Well, fellas, I agree with that general assessment. Generally, So if what you have is quality, polished, production ready, etc., YOU CAN get it out there. Trust me on this. If it sucks, it ain’t gonna happen. Also trust me on this: if you’ve got good shit, Hollywood will beat a path to your door. BEAT A PATH. No shit.
You guys are (for the most part) pretty good writers already. So I say you guys come up with a posting called “Movies The Rec wants to make” and then you throw out a few log-lines and lets throw darts at ‘em.
Just a thought.
Hugs
Mark
Good idea, Mark.
Yeah, that’s a great idea if you want your stuff stolen.
And we don’t.
Gotcha!
Of course you can register it w/ the WGA. You wanna do that if you think you’ve got something. I might suggest a poor-mans copyright, as well. Mail it to yourself certified, don’t open it.
Mark
I’m no thief! Well, not any more, anyway…