Watch the trailer for our latest Buffalo 48-Hour Film Project movie, The Chain.
Fantastic soundtrack written the weekend of the competition by Miranda Wilcox.
Watch the trailer for our latest Buffalo 48-Hour Film Project movie, The Chain.
Fantastic soundtrack written the weekend of the competition by Miranda Wilcox.
I was working with a new engineer at the hospital I was at… she was listening to country music…
D: Is my music bothering you?
P: No, not at all.
D: Do you listen to country music?
P: No, but I can get a better appreciation and understanding for it…
D: Understanding?
We decided to celebrate the Bills capturing the AFC East title by making this. Enjoy!
Sometimes, being positive isn’t about finding the silver lining in the storm clouds, or seeing the sun from behind the rain. It’s about appreciating the rain, and how refreshing it can be while it is coming down. It’s about appreciating the dancing shadows in the storm clouds as they roll, and flow. It’s about recognizing your pain, embracing it, and realizing it will pass.
Not everything is good all of the time, but even when things aren’t good, they’re useful. Flowers rarely grow from sunshine alone. It takes a balance of rain, and some lumps of shit, along with the sunshine for them to thrive.
If you spend your time trying to only be positive, not only do you fail to learn to deal with your problems, but you lose the experience of the pain your problems bring. Without being able to feel, embrace, and deal with pain, you can’t fully appreciate the happiness, and the good. As I’ve said many times, the valleys help define the mountains. The oceans help to define the land. Contrasts exist to show us what can be, what is important, what we should value, and the things, and people that deserve our greatest efforts.
Yes, we all know it’s September 11th. As we have been told, we haven’t forgotten. We’re not allowed to forget, and with that, many aren’t allowed to reconcile the grief that day has caused.
It is a tragedy that honestly started our nation on a downward spiral of economic disarray, and increased ethnocentrism. Which is probably exactly what the terrorists wanted. Yes, honor the fallen, honor the first responders, remember them on this day. But maybe also realize our current state of affairs, and the endless wars that have further demonized us in the Middle East, and the breakdown of our alliances that we now have is evidence the terrorist got what they wanted. In that respect, we’ve failed to honor the fallen, and first responders correctly.
Symbolic memorials mean nothing if you don’t live in a nation that upholds the values it wrote into its Constitution.
But, who am I to say? After all, most conservatives still blame Obama for not being in the Oval Office when 9/11 happened.
The previous weekend was the 48-Hour Film Project. Our movie titled, Stages was filmed in record fashion. Our first year leading our own team; we kept the production streamlined, the story easy to follow, and sensible, and our production schedule stayed very close to schedule for the entire day. Because I directed it, filmed it, and edited it, it was less of a challenge keeping the vision on point. The Premier Screening was this past weekend, and I have to say, I think it played well. Not as flashy as some films, but given our small team, and limited technical resources, it still came out clean, and cohesive, and seemed to have the emotional impact we were going for. Confirmed by a few different viewers, some even said it appeared on screen as one of the best looking, best filmed movies of the day.
Her laughter is my best medicine....
This is the Buffalo I want to know, and want everyone to see. The Buffalo that works hard to welcome refugees from all over the world. The Buffalo that helps people get a new start. The Buffalo that appreciates, and cherishes the cultural differences that those who find a new home here share with us, and celebrate the traditions of others, while sharing some of our own traditions with them.
Can’t be down for too long; when the tide rises you end up underneath it if you’re not willing to stand tall before it reaches you.
And here you were
Laughing, and enjoying the day
Smiling, and whiling away
The summer breeze
With your sunburned knees
And me