As keen readers and those of you able to scroll down to earlier entries will know, last week I took part in the third brilliant Shooting People Branchage Film Surgery at the Hospital Club in Covent Garden. We watched a bunch of increasingly brilliant films and with Phil, Hannah and James, I did my best to think of helpfully critical things to say about them. A nice upshot of these events are the people you meet at them. In the…
Doing our best to stop it turning into Strictly Come Filmmaking (a title which suggests entirely the wrong sort of movie), Phil, Hannah, myself and maestro of ceremonies Mullighan will be performing mouth-to-mouth on some arresting short films at The Hospital in Covent Garden tonight from 6.30pm. Not only will it be full of gems of filmmaking advice it’s also good fun, especially if it’s not your film that’s dying on the slab. So put on your best Branchage brogues…
…Well, to be honest after that it’s all a bit of a blur. There was a long bit when Chris and I sat in a wind racked tent and cut together what we’d shot… then some of the following things happened: And then we went home…
It is early the next morning and at the filmmaker’s campsite, Rob Morgan is begging Nathalie Pownall for a cup of tea… Meanwhile, team Blaine is finally ready to return to the 1940′s…
The first half day had slipped through our fingers and there was nothing we could do until it was light again, so we went to Rebecca’s house and tried to plan the next day’s shoot. Jess had to leave the next evening by six so there would now be no room for error…
There are few things more galling when taking part in the 48hr Film Challenge then stumbling across your rivals doing something better than you are. This is Rob Morgan, his genius DP Marcus Waterloo and actress Juliet Valdez making the most of the natural beauty that Jersey regularly offers filmmakers. Unsurprisingly all five of the films made in this year’s Branchage 48hr Film Challenge featured the beaches. Three of the five featured cast in the sea. Two of the five…
As usual the urges of the ticking clock had led us to go galloping off half cocked in pursuit of an idea that seemed less worth the effort with every mile of island we covered in our search for convincing Nazi uniforms. Feeling rather beaten, Laura took Chris and I to lunch at a great little restaurant on the beach near St.Ouens where he had this amazing fish and I had steak. Sat in the sunshine we finally drew breath…
We had drawn the title “Truth In The Valley” and the additional genre of “War”. So, for those of you not paying attention, we had 48hrs to make a war themed road movie called “Truth In The Valley” and which also featured, in some way, a Jersey cow. We failed to achieve this.
