Unemployment Diary Day One

Hi.

I’ve recently as of Monday found myself unemployed.  This is what has transpired so far.

Day One.

Woken up by a 9 am call from my boss. I hate these. Usually means i won’t be able to go back to sleep for the rest of the day.  He also has beaten my iPhone alarm. Which is also set to go off at 9 am. That mean’s he dialed exactly as his watch struck 9.

“Did I wake you?”

“Huh? Of Course not. Go ahead”

He begins to tell me of exciting new changes within the company. And he will no longer need the services of the other employee. I’m with him so far. Sales and Support will now be handled by the company they are merging with.  And here I am expecting him to say , like he’s told me numerous times before, that i will be handling the Network Infrastructure and providing Tier 2 support., to the new employees.  

Then he goes on to say. Our work with you will now be project based.  *RECORD SCRATCHES*

“Say What?” Project based? I can’t feed my family on projects. What they told me is after 5 years. And after keeping their company afloat for 3 of those years, on my back. That I’m fucked. 

“Send in a resume to the new company and we’ll be glad to submit it.”

This didn’t just happen overnight. You kept me on the hook with promises, and not paying me on-time for several months. Just to fuck me like this? Wonderful.

I can’t tell you how many people lied to me during this process. People I thought were my friends, and were looking out for my interests as well. People I did favors for because they requested them of me. That their company was having issues. And I needed to be patient in collection of my pay.

“You Just need to Chill for Today”

Why he said this like I would be coming in to work tomorrow I did not know. This is repugnant behavior.

“I don’t even have access to the server”

You never did. I made sure of that.  But I checked my access, Email. Website, Phone. Server, Billing system. All revoked. But I am the only one.  In fact password changes had begun on Thursday of last week. But they lied to me about why it was done.

This is when i realized I was terminated.  "You Just need to Chill For Today” indeed. How about chilling for the rest of my life?

After realizing what had occurred. What was done to two previous network admins. And what they had made me do to other co-workers. I decided against destroying their business. from the inside. I needed to collect my money, I have access to a lot of the routers and a lot oft he locations. I could call each one individually and do hardware resets on the routers. It would take them several days and several hundreds of dollars in manpower to deduce what had happened. But they still owe me money.  And this behavior is beneath me.  At least for now.

“Do you have any questions for me?” Yeah where the fuck is all the back pay you owe me? Plus Expenses and Bonuses.

I decided to file for unemployment. Fat lot of good it will do me though, I am several weeks behind in pay already. I spoke with Unemployment expert Josh and he said it would be several weeks before i would see any benefits. But that doesn’t matter since former coworkers had failed to recieve any such benefits from this company.

If I had known this situation had been coming. I would have found another job. Had my resume floating around sooner. Curbed my spending habits. I just bought an iPad and had an expensive get together at my house.  And Ive been spending my income tax refund to pay the bills I couldn’t afford because of my employers paying me late.

“We know you have a family and don’t want to leave you in the lurch”

But you did motherfucker. You just Did.

 

Ôdishon

In the time after the 48 Hr Film Fest debacle,  Serge had eventually explained that he had some computer issues and could not get in touch with me. This was a likely explanation after all I didn’t have his number either. But fuck that guy. I got to give him credit though. He didn’t stop trying to make attempts on collaborating on a project.  He and Leonard friend each other on facebook and movie talks resumed once more.

12/9/09

I decided to give them both another shot and started to pitch some ideas. Mostly some bro-mance pieces, that I felt would be lucrative.

12/16/09

Serge suggested we enter the Canon Can-do Contest. He said he had the tools, all we needed to bring was the talent. I wasn’t really to keen on contributing another script for another dead end project. My faith at this point was non existent. I had recently given Leonard both the Norwood scripts. He didn’t think that was the right project for now. He felt that the pacing was entirely different between the two scripts.

12/17/09

L: I think I got a 4 minute script about the Lunchroom crowd.

S: Sound’s like a fun read send it over and let’s see what it’s about.

12/18/2009

At this point we’ve all taken a look at the original script.  There was much feedback. I don’t think any of us actually got it.

L:  I could change the ending to have the girl kill him and herself if we want to got dark..

J:  Nah it doesn’t need to go dark. Not every independent movie needs to have someone die in it. I think though i don’t get the ending the way it is now. I think you need to go linear in the story telling.  You introduced it as short about the lunchroom crowd. but its really more about the guy telling his coworkers a bunch of things that happened off-screen, or in flashback and doesn’t take place at all in the lunchroom.

L: True, just the type of talk that goes on in the lunchroom here at work. Its up to you guys, i would like the kick off the new year right with a project and see what happens. I am getting ready to do another script , just fleshing out the ideas.

Serge thought that the Lunchroom gossip would be a great idea for an indie flick. And so the project began to take shape. Leonard worked on putting up auditions at Mandy.com and we decided that we would use Serge’s place all the way up in Coral Springs.

1/23/10

The day of auditions had arrived. We took the long drive to Serge’s house.  Things seemed to be disastrous at first. A bunch dudes sitting around watching Mexican comedians on Netflix and listening to Nickelback or whatever the fuck Serge had on his stereo.

Plenty of people had responded to Leonard’s audition posting and said they would show up. Worried that the project had suffered a major setback I decided to call a  friend, in the hope I could attempt to convince her to try her hand at acting.

When she gets there, there is no available parking. Serge recommends an available open lot down the street from his house. Due to the unknown neighborhood factor, I decide to ride with her, so I can walk her back to the house. On the way back, while chatting and catching up on each others lives. Or rather me listening and her blabbing away, we pass a couple of dudes playing basketball in front of their home.

“Excuse me Ms. I have a question for you. is that your boyfriend?”

Even though I’m not it wasn’t exactly obvious as she was on my arm as we walked down the street. This was enough to set her off. There was a back and forth exchange between them, that eventually got out of hand and I felt the need to step in. By that time the main guy was enraged enough to make an attempt to start a confrontation. I dwarfed him in size but felt no desire to actually engage in some fisticuffs. I asked him to allow me the courtesy to escort the lady in the house and I assured him i would indeed return to “take care of him.”

 

The guy picked up the largest brick he could find and held it above him ready to smash across my head. Calmly i began to walk my friend away from him. But that’s when she got a bit louder and decided the best course of action was to call the Police. The would be assailant and failed wooer took off promising retribution.

“I know where you parked your car motherfucker.”  He said to me.

“That ain’t my car, Idiot.”  I yelled back.

The police would soon arrive. I was extremely embarrassed that a civilized audition, due to my actions had now turned into a Jerry Springer situation.

When the police arrived we discovered that the guy had fled the scene. But left her with a parting gift.

 

The police in South Florida have always been completely useless. So it didn’t surprise me that they weren’t interested in helping beyond filing a report.  Serve and Protect? Yeah right.  That’s what they do when they Serve you a ticket so they can Protect their pension.  Collecting evidence must also be an absurd notion, because the cop brushed aside the Giant WEAPON the savage left on her car. The same WEAPON he threatened my life with earlier.

Still the day was not all bust. Serge had now contacted us and told us our first victim had arrived.

The Lunchroom - Casting Auditions - Theresa on Vimeo.

Debra delivered an interesting monologue from The Accused and is quickly ushered out the door by Leonard. I’m told she barely had time to gulp down the juice Serge had offered her. Leoanrd said he wanted to keep things moving.

Soon after we had a second audition. Federico came in an tried out for the role of Victor.

The Lunchroom - Casting Auditions - Victor on Vimeo.

He read from the script and a monologue of his own creation. We pretty much offered him the role on the spot. I guess it helped that he was the only one who had auditioned for the male lead at this point. He seemed pretty excited to join the cast at the moment.  We didn’t really get to build a rapport with him, as he was quickly rushed out the door as well. We were pumped because now that we had our convincing Victor, the rest of the cast can be filled with friends and inexperienced actors, if it came down to that.  

The last Audition for the day was Ashton Pina.

The Lunchroom - Casting Auditons - Victor #2 on Vimeo.

He read us from the script and a monologue from Suburbia. Check out an alternate angle of the audition here. He didn’t seem quite right for the role of Victor. He had unfortunately come after Federico and there for had to follow his performance. But we definitely saw some potential in Ashton and we let him know even if we didn’t use him on this project this was going to be the first of many, and we may contact him again. It probably sounded like we were blowing him off, but in a nice way.

After the auditions, we discussed possible alternate endings, something that would  make the four minute short memorable. We also had a a couple of table reads with Serge, and his brother each taken turns doubling for Victor.  All in all it was a pretty good experience and we learned a few things.

1) A bunch of guys sitting down staring at actors, can be quite intimidating. So we hope to include a woman in the next audition process we hold.

2) We need to get contact info on the actors before they arrive. That way we can ask them where the hell they are when they don’t show.

3) Scheduled Auditions beat open auditions. We wasted half the day sitting around. If we give each individual an appointment, we can wrap things up quicker.

I think I can speak for the rest of the guys by saying that we felt the project was on a roll now. Auditioning actors gives you huge sense of power. We were all ready to start coming up with projects so we can hold auditions. Even if we weren’t going to film them.

Another 48 Hrs.

7/22/09

Leonard contacted me about the 48Hour film fest. It’s Part film festival Part Amazing race. The goal of the contest was to create a film from scratch over 48 hours. Friday night you would receive props and keywords you would have to incorporate into your script. Then you would spend the next two days, shooting, editing, and scoring your production. It sounded difficult as hell, and a whole lot of fun. This also wasn’t the first time we had a desire to enter, Back then we never even got into the planning stages. Hindered by the same old problem.

“Are they providing a camera” I asked. I knew the answer was no already. I just wondered if Leonard had any specific ideas on where we would get one.

“No we’re going to have to provide that” he said. I had recently gotten back in touch with Serge via facebook. And he seemed anxious for a new project. I told Leonard that he had all the equipment we needed and now would be the time for collaboration. Since we couldn’t prepare in advance, except for gathering the crew. We would all be in the same boat and have the same level of investment in the project. It seemed perfect. Leonard had few go to guys when it came to scoring the music. So it was beginning to click into place.

The film’s genre was also to be decided on Friday night. It was to be a 4-7 minute project. I was confident I could write it and write it fast enough. Even If I had to turn in my own version of Laser Cats. We both knew that with 4-7 minutes the only way to win the contest, was to have a real flashy movie.

“Dude, what if we pull a romance movie?” Leonard asked.

“That’s where my scripts shine the most” I assured him. “Don’t you remember all that girly-ass dialogue in Last Call.”
“Yeah but how do we make THAT flashy?” He had a good point and I began to get concerned.

I decided to contact Serge and see if he was down before we went any further. He got back to me in with all his usual excitement and fervor.

“HELL MOTHER FUCKING YEAH IM READY DUDE! COME UP TO CORAL SPRINGS AND HAVE DINNER WITH ME UP HERE, I HAVE MY STUDIO SET IN MY CRIB WITH ALL THE SHIT WE NEED, I JUST TOOK A 3 WEEK VACATION TO START NEXT WEEK SO IM GOOD!”

7/23/09

I began to request actors on craigslist. The idea was to create a list of actors who were available that weekend, and sort them by genres that they felt comfortable with. So when the time came we’d have a contact list at our disposal. We had a meeting setup with Serge on Sunday and I asked Leonard to come along so we could all familiarize ourselves with each other. I had also invited Eric on to the project. That way we both could take a turn at script writing. There was way too many restrictions, and I didn’t want to choke when all the pressure was riding on me. A backup writer made complete and perfect sense.

7/26/09

We patiently awaited Serge’s call for our meeting later that evening. I felt stupid now because the only contact info I had for him was email and facebook. We didn’t have a choice. There was no contingency plan. So we wait around all day like a girl that got stood up for high school prom.

“Maybe he’ll call later” I said.
“Yeah he did say he wanted to meet up for dinner” said Leonard.
Fuck you serge. *cries* I’m sitting up here with my corsage on. And you didn’t even call.

7/27/09

“Any Luck?”

“No he never called” I said. “It’s strange cause he’s been after me to collaborate on something everyday. I really wish this could happen. Just so we could prove we could do something”

“Don’t we all. Oh well there’s always next year”

“No. No there isn’t. Not this time. Not again” I just refused to give up. I was going to try something. Anything.

“Don’t know anyone with the equipment. The guy I know from work. Says his group is full”

The truth was that there was no limit to how many people can be in your group. There was no point in telling Leonard that. Since his co-worker didn’t want us on the team anyways.

“What kind of camera you got?”

“Leonard you seen my camera. It’s not even HD. But if you want to just go for it and shoot and not have it look entirely professional. I’m down with that.” No one said we had to win. Just get it done.

“No, I was hoping it was HD at least. it will look like ass otherwise.”

7/28/09

We used the powers of the internet to try and find ourselves a new crew. There was a yahoo group trying to match up crews together. No one was looking for two losers with no equipment, though. I posted a craigslist ad, looking for people with equipment ready to join the crew. The 48 Hour film fest also had a website setup for crew members looking to volunteer their time. But all the contacts we’re people needing grips to lug equipment around. No one was needing writing or directing talent.

“The guy at work said the groups were like 6 or 7 people”

“I didn’t see any size limits,” At this point I told Leonard I was willing to get like 30 guys together to pitch in like ten bucks a pieces so we can rent a camera and gear. It was going to be like a PYRAMID scheme for filmmakers.

8/4/09

I was beginning to get a few contacts from Craigslist.

“Hello. I read your post in craigs list and I'm very interested in joining your crew. I have a Sony FX-1000 HDV camera and Sony Vegas Pro 9 Editing program. My girlfriend is a professional make-up artist and would be interested in working too. Let me know if you're interested. Best regards Raul”

“Hi There I would like to help you with your project, I have a workstation setup for sound production, but sometimes I use it for video editing, also I have a couple microphones. I'm not interested in money, I just want to learn film production and meet people. Let me know if you think I can help you. Sincerely Gio”

“I was about to volunteer but then realized that I would be in Hartford on those days. But please let me know if you're doing any other projects. I took part in the 48Hour contest a few years ago and thoroughly enjoyed it. I don't much equipment to speak of (Panasonic DVC60, some Home Depot lights, etc..) but will be getting a XHA1S at some point in the next couple months. I have A couple vids on YouTube - search for Notarized and HydroBLADES team vid... All the best, Kwan”

“Hi! I am an actor and did a 48 hour film project last year and it was a lot of fun. My husband and I would both be interested. Sing”

So now we had leads on a cameraman. Editing software. Sound studio, makeup artist and a couple of actors. Our first step was to invite the camera man to the 48 Hour film fest kick-off event that coming Thursday at a Star Bucks. There would also be a good opportunity to meet up with actors.

8/7/09

We had not heard back from Raul the new camera guy. Yet we still weren’t worried. The goal of the 48 hour film festival is to put together something at the last minute without any sort of preparation. If it works then great, but if it all falls apart then we’d have lost nothing but time. Maybe we could get a few reels, some bloopers or some bad reality TV behind the scenes drama to hoist up on YouTube.

“I just really want to make sure we have some sort of equipment”, Leonard said. “Everything else we can just deal with. I really want to do SOMETHING. It’s all i got left” He definitely seemed desperate, for him to leave himself open like that.

“Dude we can make something. Even it its just for laughs, Or YouTube. Why are we always so hampered?”

“Seems like shit always gets in the way. Now I feel like I’m just doing time. And I’m not even behind bars.”

“Yeah but it’s more than that. Filmmakers live and breathe movies. They’re always kicking around ideas and writing down scripts”

I couldn’t even remember the last time we sat together and discussed a script. Or the last time we had seen a movie together. And fresh ideas were things that neither of us had talked about in a long ass time. All our old scripts predated the birth of all of our children. Family had taken just about every ounce of extra and energy and thought we had.

“I was watching Entourage the other day and watched As Eric went through all these scripts, faceless unknown writers had sent into to studios, and I thought to Myself. Why? Why haven’t I sent in one original idea. Just to see what would stick. So it’s not just you, it’s me too, sitting around dawdling”

“I did send yours in…”

What the fuck!? He sent my script in without telling me? I hadn’t even copyrighted it yet.

“To who?”

“Fox and CBS. I got the standard rejection letter.”

“That’s because the opening of ‘Last Call’ sucked” I could admit that now. I always knew it was slow. But I had hopes it would work out in the editing room. The movie itself would have been golden.

“I even had query letters. Those are a 2 page synopsis with which audience types it would be aiming for. Just to see if anyone would pick up the script. Or if and Agent would like it and shop it around.”

“Doesn’t matter. It would have worked as a movie. tightly edited I would have turned it into American Graffiti.”

“Well on premise alone, everyone told us to fuck off.”

Leonard had seen my script for “Last Call” as his version of the Breakfast Club. It’s not a vision that I didn’t share. But at the time teen movies were complete and utter failures. I explained this to him and we talked about new trends in Hollywood. Judd Apatow had becomes successful by cornering the male romantic comedy. Film’s like 40 Year Old Virgin and Forgetting Sarah Marshall were just at their core romantic comedies. And that's what ‘Last Call’ was also.

“Sure I could see it” Leonard said. “What i couldn’t do is make OTHERS see it”

“Not at that time.”

“SO what do you think is the next curve? Seems like everything is remake city nowadays. All I know is that I’m just waiting to die”

“ I feel your pain Leonard. But you’ve forgotten how to enjoy yourself. You seemed to have accepted your fate. We got to change our mindset. We stopped being filmmakers long ago, because we stopped talking about making films.”

“That’s, true. I know. So what’s the Plan? Are we going for it?”

“What the fuck, am I going use My Cock and Balls to shoot the Movie? But If the guy contacts me. Then yeah. We’re going for it. Even if it sucks. Even if its just Eric and Josh acting.”

“Sigh. So we are just hanging on equipment then?”

“Yeah. I can’t afford to rent it. it’s not just camera, but lights, microphone, and we need to able to edit.” The 48 Hour film fest sounded like a blast. But realistically we needed to be looking further down the road. Shooting something on our own time.

“Feels like I’m suffocating under the weight of continuing to do the same shit” said Leonard. “Any word from that dude yet?”

The 48 Hour film Project came and went, and we filed it away under E. For EPIC Fail.

Lunchroom Conversations

Cut to:  4 Years later.

At this point, Leonard had long since returned from his Texan Odyssey, and his family now had 3 additions. I myself had now adjusted into family life as well. Dreams of filmmaking, were just dreams now. We talked about it now and then. But nothing ever really came of it.

The Lunchroom was part of one of those typical discussions, when it first entered my life.

The following are a series of IM and SMS messages centered around the Lunchroom short. They show the evolution of the script and the project to what it became today. 

4/21/09

L: You have Final draft installed?

J: I have a copy of it. Why what’s up?

L: I need you to look over a script of mine. I want to enter that contest that Twan sent me. So I’m putting something together. 

( I have no idea what contest he originally planned to enter. But it’s not the same one we are shooting for now)

L: But there is only a 20 minute time frame. So I'm trying to crush everything in that time frame.

(Our current goal is to edit the Lunchroom down to 4 Minutes!)

You have successfully received lunchroom.fdr!

J: I don’t know what this script is about but i got to say Lunchroom is a rad name for a teen comedy. The name alone has my head spinning with possibilities. Lunchroom can be like a PG13 Superbad!

(I think this is the very first time that the name was even discussed to be ‘Lunchroom’. I think Leonard always planned on changing it later)

L: Its an office setting. About a straight girl trying to get a gay guy. The point is that they are acting Like they are in Junior High.

J: oh okay.

L. I only got three pages. I'm trying to tighten the dialogue

J: So do you have another draft or is it filed in your head.

L: in my head. I'm putting down a few sections at a time. There are 3 incidents. The Lunch room. The car ride home. and the Obscene Phone calls

(Interestingly enough, the obscene phone calls never made it to either the final draft or shooting scripts and In fact I had forgotten all about it)

L: I'm off to work. I'm going to punch a few more pages out today. I’ll send them.

4/22/09

L: Should Victors voice be used in the Flashbacks? Even when a female speaks?

J: in flashback you can always just do the intro voiceover. and then have people use their regular voice. Or he can do the voices for everyone. Which are good for shorter flashbacks.

(It should be noted that the flashback scenes contain no dialogue now, except voice over.)

6/7/09

J: Eric moved back.

L. back where? Home?

J: Yeah right back in with his mom and dad.

(This information is irrelevant for now. I only included this because Eric would eventually rejoin our team)

7/1/09

J; You finished that Gay script you were writing?

L: Yup. But the co-writer bailed on me. You ready to jump behind a lens?

J: I been ready, You’re the one dawdling all the time. But seriously all these years and we never made even 1 short? That’s hard to believe.

L: Well at this point I can’t really do anything with the gay script. It’s sort of in limbo.

J: What about ‘Family Ties”

L. I was just looking for that script. You got the stomach to try and rez that…….

And just like that The Lunchroom was destined to be another forgotten project. Many months would pass before I’d hear about it again.

Serge’s Gotta Have It!

 

The first Collaboration I did with Serge was soon after Leonard had departed. I was still filled with the desire to make a movie and I half-assed looked around for a partner and Serge was the first to come to mind. I gave him a copy of “Last Call’. He gave me a copy of ‘Norwood’. The script was a bit bare in terms of direction, but since he was the one directing it, I guess he knew what he wanted in his head. The big problem with Norwood though, was that it took place on New York subway. And Serge had long left the Big Apple and now residing in South Florida. As a writer I did the only thing I could do. I took it home and re-wrote it.

Norwood dealt with a couple’s first meeting on a New York subway. Much like a train, their relationship only travelled at a fast speed and only moved forward. And when it made a final stop, everyone got off. At the end we learn the male lead seemingly continues this pattern in future relationships, always dooming them to fail. The script originally had this New York black and white gloomy feel to it like Spike Lee’s She’s gotta have it.

 

But the best example is the black and white opening sequence of Scorsese’s Bad video. Watch the specific time code HERE or below.

 

And that was fine. I mean these movies make me think of New York. But I’m not from there. There’s more Sunshine here in Florida then skyscrapers. So a huge inspiration for me was Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind. The Rework It starts off Gloomy at first in my head and brightens up as the girl enters the picture.
Eternal Sunshine also has these great train riding sequences. And this couple who’s relationship is filled with turmoil, even though you’re rooting for them, they’d rather just forget it. The characters in Norwood have given up on each other as well.  I kept most of the dialogue intact. But I made it a bit sexier, and gave the male lead what seemed like an underlying motive to continue this behavior.

Check out this music video for Eternal Sunshine it really conveys the feel I was going for in the reworked script.

 

I had written the action on Miami’s Metro-rail system. Which at the time Serge wasn’t aware existed. So it had given him a sense of hope that ‘Norwood” could be completed finally..

I had gone through a similar event with Leonard. He had written a short feature “Family Ties” that revolved around a man hiring a hit man to take out his entire family due to the constant disappointments they always brought him. I’m not sure why he didn’t like my rewrite, but Leonard took the script away and promised to return a 2nd rewrite. Imagine that, a rewrite of my rewrite! But that was the last I ever heard of Family Ties.

So I was never really sure Serge liked my reworked Script. People are funny when you take their words and rewrite them. I know How I acted when Leonard threatened to cut dialogue in ‘Last Call’. So even if Norwood now read better to me. Maybe Serge thought I had ripped the soul of the script out and replaced it with my voice instead. As of this moment ‘Norwood’ still remains unfilmed.

I soon left The Answer Group where we both worked and Serge and I would lose touch, thereafter,

This is the end, the end of our elaborate plans..

It seemed that all work on Last Call was coming to a standstill. Leonard was avoiding meetings to discuss any aspect of moviemaking. We talked at work sure, but there was no roundtable discussion to discuss our artistic expressions. It began to seem that he felt it was a waste of time. At least as long as we were languishing in pre-production. What was the point of talking about production if we weren’t getting there?

Principal characters in Last Call were Rook and Monique. Their names looks and hobbies may have been taken from people I had encountered on the road of life. But the soul of the characters they were Leonard and his longtime girlfriend. Just like Rook and Monique they too had their ups and downs, and their complicated relationship was also on and off. And just like Rook and Monique, for better or worse they just couldn’t stay away from each other. The only real difference was that in the course of the story Monique found herself with child. And Rook has to come to terms with the impending fatherhood, get a respectable grownup job and embrace the future. You know that stuff they say about Life imitating art? Well Leonard was about to become a father.

When he told me this, I now realized the impetus for going full speed ahead on his dream like this. The clock was ticking. He was going to have to get a respectable grownup job and embrace the future. I think he felt that this was his last shot while he had no responsibilities. Like Eminem he wanted to lose himself in the moment, own it and never let it go. But it just wasn’t happening. Time was running out and the project was at a standstill. This time though the dream died a slow miserable death. I saw this guy who for awhile now had been excited to come to work, just kind of sink back into old behavior. His life now was only about the three w’s. Wake up. Work. Warcraft.

Shortly there after the path he now found himself on took him away to Texas to be with his family and accept Fatherhood. And I was left behind to fend for myself. In a sort of limbo. Didn’t really know where to go from there. The domain name expired. Leonard hadn’t given me any of the details to keep it going. Vanessa Diaz our lead actress hopeful moved away to Los Angeles to try and become a star. The date of the ultimatum had now come around, but our partnership had already ended.

**soundtrack to this blog entry. The Door’s – The End**

It’s the one that says “Bad Motherfucker” on it..

So by now Leonard and I had fought over the website content, The script, Final cut of the film, the budget and of course the camera. I even remember a simple irrelevant conversation about a movies box office success versus critical reviews, that turned into a screaming match on Biscayne Boulevard. It seemed like there was nothing else to fight about. But the next three arguments to come were a doozy.

Since we were now considering to purchase our own camera, I was ecstatic about shooting Sifting. To see my first baby realized onscreen and rewrite history. Plus the fact that Sifting had now become a prologue for The Last Temptation of Joe Brown, and both Fogerty and Eric appear in Last Call. Even though it meant recasting Eric since for the past few years he had been living in Tampa. It definitely seemed like a story that now needed to be told. Plus it would allow us to make a smaller film with minimal effort, no location and zero expenses. Utilizing two principal cast members only. meaning we would have the opportunity to dick around, make mistakes and learn our craft. It seemed like a no brainer. Plus added material for the DVD was a bonus. The whole idea left Leonard cold. He felt it would take our focus away from the big picture and he wanted to remain singular minded. In essence he wanted to GO big or Go home.

The next major argument wasn’t so much as devastating to me as it was a missed opportunity. Last Call was an homage to George Lucas’ American Grafitti. That film at it’s core is about young adults coming of age cruising their hometown set to a pop soundtrack and of course cars. Last Call also feature young adults coming of age, cruising around their hometown set to a pop soundtrack. What was missing was the cars. When I wrote the script the idea behind cruising in a car was alien to me. I didn’t even have one. I could see the allure of a tricked out automobile but I really had no interest. Eventually I did get a car and it wound up choosing it simply because it reminded me of being behind the wheel of John Milner’s Coupe from American Graffiti. Check out the old blog entry here. Now at The Answer Group we had a bunch of car loving nerds. Every kid at TAG had a car with some sort of custom work done. They belonged to car clubs so we’d have access to a lot of fine looking machines. My idea was to take advantage of the situation and the current tuner craze in America after the first Fast and The Furious Film had been released. The sequel 2 Fast 2 Furious had recently been shot in Miami. it was a golden idea. The plan was to retool some of the throwaway lines and give them to people cruising around South Beach and The grove. Our film already had several MAJOR car scenes in it. So why then not include the car nuts and give them a movie to love. Again I encountered a road block from the Director. He said he wanted to keep it simple. To overcomplicate the shoot would spell certain disaster. It seemed like we were now rehashing the same argument from Sifting. I tried to reason with him. George Lucas was able to shoot most of his movie from the backseat of a car, way back in 1973. We were only talking about a few scenes. He brought up the point of police interaction. Yeah if we caused a public disturbance we could be fined. But since the whole movie was going to be guerilla style and we had no permits to shoot. it would be quicker to move lines to a place where we had more control. Within the the confines of our own vehicles, there would be no butt-inski’s or lookie-loos. So if a scene had to be reshot, all it would cost us was gas.

The final argument, was the worst of all. It began one day as Leonard came to me and asked what our production name would be, He had some suggestions, but mine was the only one I wanted. I refused to concede this time. Bad Motherfucker Films.

Why do you want to call it that he asked. I wanted something that would grab attention. When people at Cannes and Sundance asked me which one was MY MOVIE, I wanted to be able to say, “It’s that one that says Bad Motherfucker on it.” Leonard argued that the name was ridiculous. That it would hurt us at marketing time. That we may have trouble registering profanity in a company name. I understood all his valid reasoning. It made sense to me. Maybe I didn’t care at this point. Maybe It was even stupid to hold my ground on this, for a film that we didn’t even have in the can, or hell even a camera to shoot with. But I just wanted to win one.

I know Leonard had his heart set on Twisted Phoenix. It had roots in our friendship, since its a name that he and Eric collaborated on during the pre-production of Sifting. Leonard also had a personal reason for it since he likened the symbolism of a Phoenix rising from the ashes with events in his own life. But fuck that. I wasn’t involved in that decision, and Eric was no longer here to provide a counter balance to our irrationality. Leonard finally gave in to this, in reason I never really knew why. perhaps it was just to sour the idea. He said he would give in to Bad Motherfucker but it had to be Bad Motherfucker Pictures and that there would be no discussion beyond that. This argument had taken days. I could stand it no longer. Bad Motherfucker Pictures it was. I could still have my joke at Cannes. But the name meant nothing to me anymore. And Thus Leonard retained his final say.

But soon none of that shit would matter anymore.