A new short film by Wes Anderson, Castello Cavalcanti featuring Jason Schwartzman:
We entered the National Film Challenge this weekend and though we were thrown a curveball with which genres we were given – Horror and Martial Arts – we made what we feel is a rock solid effort in the Horror Genre, and had a great time doing it. The film had to include the following:
GENRE: Horror or Martial Arts
DIALOGUE: “Not everyone can be perfect.”
CHARACTER: Carl Leffler, Dog Trainer
Many many thanks to those of you who were on call for whatever ideas were borne out of the elements given, and super special thanks for all those who helped pull this thing off: Dwayne for the first-class GoPro camera operation skills, and producing this bad boy. Davey for slipping into the role of The Neighbour like shivers slip up your spine. James, for the craft services, dog wrangling, and playing trusty Mr. Carl Leffler. The Laing Gang for bringing their familial love and care to the project. And of course Brasco the Dog for just nailing it – they say not to work with animals because it’s difficult, but Brasco proved an incredible exception to that rule. Best movie dog since that one in The Artist! Brasco even deserves credit for helping score the film thru an exaltation of barks… and speaking of the score, thanks to Mr. Martin Rae for coming through with the wonderfully eery auditory landscapes!
Muzzle is the name of the movie we made, and we have five weeks until we find out the results.
Let’s get lucky.
Earlier this month, we posted about the Wes Anderson book, and now the trailer for the new Wes Anderson film, The Grand Budapest Hotel, just dropped and it looks amazing, not unlike the usual Wes – chock-full of visual splendor, painstakingly detailed frames and costumes, and incredible one-liners. Happy to see him put out a live-action so quickly; this is his fastest turnaround, as Moonrise Kingdom was just last year.
For the Wes Anderson lover, this is lover’s point. Sweet jesus, if you were into the little fold-out booklet that came with the Tenenbaums Criterion package, you’ll be drooling all over this:
Late? Kinda. Latest best-of list ever? Perhaps. Well, turns out I never did a Best of 2012 list… I thought about it a bunch, but never put finger to keyboard, so to speak. I recall thinking I’d see more flicks from the year (i.e: Holy Motors) and the list would solidify into its concrete positions, but alas, 2012 remains a wonky year for me… I’m really looking forward to 2013′s list, as I have several noteworthy films already. That said, here we go, the best of 2012:
10. Goon – Seann William Scott delivers. It’s not only one of the best comedies of the year, but one of the best hockey movies ever.
9. Bernie – had been too long since we saw a strong Linklater live-action outing. And it has Jack Black’s best performance in a decade.
8. Silver Linings Playbook – I have a soft spot for David O. Russell.
7. Killer Joe – William Friedkin’s best since the 70s.
6. Ted – classic comedy.
5. Cabin In The Woods – fresh take on the Evil Dead genre.
4. Moonrise Kingdom – Wes’ best live-action in damn-near a decade.
3. Beasts of the Southern Wild – debut of the year. Wonderful, Malick-like, and wholly original.
2. The Master – a damn magnetic piece. Joaquin for performance of the year.
1. Django Unchained – QT having fun in the western genre turns out to be the most entertaining movie of the year. Great dialogue, great firecracker set-pieces… Waltz for supporting actor, indeed. Great to see DiCaprio in the Tarantino world as well. He is a rambunctious sort.
Mosier, super-producer, one hilarious half of SModcast, and gazelle-like-Hockey Player, was in Toronto recently with a documentary he produced entitled A Band Called Death – I missed the flick whilst at SXSW, but was very happy to have caught it at the TIFF Lightbox Theatre when it played – about the incredible, and until recently undiscovered, Detroit 70s punk band Death. Great story, great band, great doc. Mosier was there to do a Q&A, and was nice enough to answer some questions for us regarding the flick. I’ve been a fan of the band for a few years – the title song for our short film A Stock & A Jack was based off of a Death song – and feel the documentary only empowers the music more so. Such a great story – check it out here: A Band Called Death. And as a nice primer for the flick, here is the interview we did with Mosier for Flixx TV:
Well, the summer, like the carousing hurrahs of yesteryear, it came and it went, and with it took the hopes of Superman fans, the awe of Pacific Rim fans, and the money of Iron Man fans. I was enjoying it and not blogging so much, but here we are now, and there should be more Movie of the Days (i.e: This is the End, Place Beyond the Pines)… and maybe they’ll come… for now, Wright, Pegg, and Frost are back to finish what they started, The Golden Mile, The Cornetto Trilogy. After a blistering debut with Shaun of the Dead, and a wonderfully orchestrated follow-up in Hot Fuzz, this time the gang sets out on a dozen-long pubcrawl in their hometown, something they never accomplished in their youth. Not unlike the other flicks in the Cornetto trilogy, The World’s End comes on with the comedy and ice cream, and ends with the blood, so to speak. Smoking, drinking, it’s a great night out with aging and reluctant friends who just need a little warming up. Wright is as tight and exuberant as ever, though a little more restrained and not as hyperactive as, say, Hot Fuzz or Scott Pilgrim (that said, the Scott Pilgrim-ness of Scott Pilgrim wouldn’t apply to this film at all). The dialogue is sharp and funny and moves fast, and Pegg owns it. Perhaps not the best of the trilogy, but a damn worthy addition, and certainly one of the better movies of the year.
Also, note to self, watch this later:
First there was the music, then there was the video, then there was the music video and what we have here is a brand spanking new one!! The song: Shit Outta Luck. The Band: The Creekside Strays. Now, I realize that this isn’t the first time I’ve made something with ‘shit’ in the title, but last time things turned out well, so let’s hope it’s a good omen and bodes well again. We had a proverbial romp making this video with the band, some poker players, some thugs, and the wrestler Leah Von Dutch… complete with fireworks.
Directed by Sean Stanley
Produced by Dwayne Lachance
©2013 rakehellrow productions
New song. New video. We shot a video with the guys in The Creekside Strays last year entitled ‘Freddy and Me’. Now, with the band having just released a new self-titled ep, we’re back at it again with ‘Shit Outta Luck’.
Had a great time shooting this video and really look forward to getting it out there. It will be out this week, complete with horse races, illicit gambling, thugs, babes, and rock n roll!! Thanks to the following people for their help: Eric Conway, Leah Von Dutch, Mark Potter, Bob Laing, Mike Johnson, Doug Lachance, Nish Jajal, Lowell Brown, Drez Peregrina, and Dave Eakins (who played the titular Freddy in the last video… I was happy to have Freddy back in a cameo, as though this is what that character would be doing when he wasn’t out shivving people).
And a very special thanks to the City Storage Centre for providing us with a wonderful location, and being very accommodating.
Had such an incredible day yesterday. It’s now past midnight, so technically it’s two days ago, but that doesn’t count if you haven’t slept yet. Finally saw the Ansonia. The incredible building that was home to the legendary Continental Baths, which is the subject of our documentary Continental (directed by Malcolm Ingram). After meeting up with Malc, the parking garage attendant of the Ansonia let us sneak down into the basement where the Baths were, which has now been turned into a parking garage. The cool thing about going down there though, you can still see the tiles where the pool was seeping through the cracks in the concrete. The remnants of what was, still breaking on through.
After the Ansonia, had lunch with Malc at Big Nick’s, followed up by the first Canada Day celebration in Central Park, and then Gray’s Papaya, The Dakota, Lombardi’s (America’s first pizzeria), free drinks at Milano’s from the kickass bartender who becked ‘Forever’ to my ‘Sprang Break’ call, and then as we chopped into the night, Dwayne was eager to get to bed by 1am for our flight the next day, and expressed as much several times, so I saw an unsuspecting call for judo-drinks (they’re sneaky) was necessary and offhandedly suggested a nightcap at what we now considered our ‘old faithful in NYC’, and the result was quadruple-shot-brimming Greyhounds at the Patriot until the wee hours… didn’t make for a pretty wake-up call this morning, but it was a hell of a day.
The reason we were in NYC was for the Continental screening at BAM Cinema Fest. With it being Pride week, the Empire State building was lit up like the pride flag, and with the recent events involving DOMA, and with it being a NYC film, Continental played like gangbusters to a packed house in Brooklyn on the closing night of the festival. I got to meet the cast of the film, and had a great talk with Jorge La Torre, who was once a manager of the Baths.
Loved NYC. Miss it already.