BYOB Archive for March, 2009

BYOB – Dallas

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BYOB – Thursday The 26th

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BYOB – Humpday

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BYOB For A New Week

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BYOB Weekend

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BYOBermuda

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BYOB – Almost Wednesday In The City

The city never sleeps… but I must…

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BYOB – Travel Tuesday

At the start of a long journey (26 days), I want to make sure the doors are locked, the electronics are off, that I have all the toys I need for the trip… and that things in here stay civil. It is on long trips like this when suddenly, one day, a bunch of e-mails start coming in, begging me to wrangle this commenter or that one.
Please… no drunk commenting… no boners… no bold and capped abuse.
I will not be truly unavailable for a few days… but I am hoping that all of you will set the tone the you would like to see as the tone for all, not to turn this blog space into your own personal soapbox.
Thanks… back in a few hours…

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BYOB – Monday

Civility.

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BYOB Sunday

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BYOB Weekend

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BYOB Thursday 3-12=-09

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Sunshine Cleaning cleans up… my house.

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BYOB – Humpday 31109

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BYOB – A New Week

Hopefully, some of the louder people – well, one – will be calmer this week.
Not a whole lot going on these days… maybe y’all have something great to chat about…

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BYOB 368

I’ve been learning/wwrestling with new technology in the form of AVCHD… looks great… but all kinds of new formatting issues. Once I figure them out, I think it will be a love affair. Until then, frustrating as hell. But we have some great stuff from Bill Mechanic, Mary Stewart Masterson/Kristin Stewart/Aaron Stanford, and Mark Duplass coming your way with more after that as I head into my annual March/April travel frenzy.
Meanwhile, I leave you some more space to talk amongst yourselves… thanks for being civil…

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Julian Schnabel: Years ago, I was down there with my cousin’s wife Corky. She was wild — she wore makeup on her legs, and she had a streak in her hair like Yvonne De Carlo in “The Munsters.” She liked to paint. I had overalls on with just a T-shirt and looked like whatever. We were trying to buy a bunch of supplies with my cousin Jesse’s credit card. They looked at the credit card, and then they looked at us and thought maybe we stole the card, so they called Jesse up. He was a doctor who became the head of trauma at St. Vincent’s. They said, “There’s somebody here with this credit card and we want to know if it belongs to you.”

He said, “Well, does the woman have dyed blonde hair and fake eyelashes and look like she stepped out of the backstage of some kind of silent movie, and is she with some guy who has wild hair and is kind of dressed like a bum?”

“Yeah, that’s them.”

“Yeah, that’s my cousin and my wife. It’s okay, they can charge it on my card.”
~ Julian Schnabel Remembers NYC’s Now-Shuttered Pearl Paint

MB Cool. I was really interested in the aerial photography from Enter the Void and how one could understand that conceptually as a POV, while in fact it’s more of an objective view of the city where the story takes place. So it’s an objective and subjective camera at the same time. I know that you’re interested in Kubrick. We’ve talked about that in the past because it’s something that you and I have in common—

GN You’re obsessed with Kubrick, too.

MB Does he still occupy your mind or was he more of an early influence?

GN He was more of an early influence. Kubrick has been my idol my whole life, my own “god.” I was six or seven years old when I saw 2001: A Space Odyssey, and I never felt such cinematic ecstasy. Maybe that’s what brought me to direct movies, to try to compete with that “wizard of Oz” behind the film. So then, years later, I tried to do something in that direction, like many other directors tried to do their own, you know, homage or remake or parody or whatever of 2001. I don’t know if you ever had that movie in mind for your own projects. But in my case, I don’t think about 2001 anymore now. That film was my first “trip” ever. And then I tried my best to reproduce on screen what some drug trips are like. But it’s very hard. For sure, moving images are a better medium than words, but it’s still very far from the real experience. I read that Kubrick said about Lynch’s Eraserhead, that he wished he had made that movie because it was the film he had seen that came closest to the language of nightmares.

Matthew Barney and Gaspar Noé