This is my 20th year as a member of an international film union best known as IATSE, which is an acronym for a 4-mile long run-on sentence describing what its members do and the incredibly specific places where they do them. It’s my theory that nobody actually knows all the words in the actual title of the organization and instead just make up something, hoping that nobody calls them out on Continue reading The Time We Saved Georgia’s Film Industry
A performance by the Cirque du Soleil is almost always a life-altering experience for someone in the audience, and it’s little wonder that fans tend to nominate their very first show as their favorite. My first cirque was Alegria, back in the mid-1990s when the Grand Chapiteau was set up across the street from the Cheetah 3 strip club, and to this day the soundtrack from Alegria is the first thing I think of when I hear the word ‘Cirque’.
For my second show (I think it might have been Dralion) I bought tickets for my parents, treating them to the Tapis Rouge experience – a magical tent overflowing with music, food, and drink. You couldn’t turn around without bumping into a server carrying a tray laden with some incredible work of edible art, and to this day my mom remains convinced that the Cirque du Soleil is the only place where you can order “that drink made with grapefruit and vodka” (she’s not much of a drinker).
The Tapis Rouge wasn’t just about the food though, it truly was an “experience” in its own right – an expression of everything that is unique about Cirque, from the fabric lining the tent to the stage lighting and the festive decor of the space, to the playlist of songs from current and previous traveling shows. There was a Cirque store where you could purchase clothing, knickknacks, umbrellas, celebrated Venetian masks, and of course Continue reading Cirque du Soleil’s Kurios VIP Experience Disappoints
Hollis, Hollis, Hollis. I’m just now hearing about Comedygate. My friend, you are constantly getting into trouble. How many misadventures does this make since I’ve known you? Seventeen? My favorite is still the time that you were chased by a love struck garbage truck driver while you were glued to a purse filled with bees, but I guess this one’s pretty good too.
The message I received about Comedygate was excited and garbled and confusing as hell, so I clicked over to Paste Magazine and tracked down your article “A Beginner’s Guide to Becoming a Stand-up Comedian”.
Your article was nice and short. Pithy, like everything on the Internet these days. Remember when magazines expected writers to produce really long pieces so they could Continue reading Should Hollis Gillespie Apologize for Comedygate?
On the way to lunch last Tuesday my friend Linda Simon made a passing reference to Chick-fil-a discontinuing their coleslaw, which seemed a rather odd thing to say since the very idea seemed preposterous. Since Linda is not generally known as a merry prankster I simply turned to her and shouted as loud as I could “WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY’RE DISCONTINUING THEIR COLESLAW????”.
A few minutes later we were sitting at our local Continue reading Chick-Fil-A Coleslaw Catastrophe
My mom just told me a story that her friend Thelma passed along to her this morning, and I thought that I’d share it with you guys and maybe you could tell your friends. Thelma’s little church is just down the road from the location of TomorrowWorld, an amazing electronic dance music festival that came to the United States from Europe back in 2013. I remember when art director Sean Jennings Ryan first showed me this video of TomorrowLand… Continue reading One Sweet TomorrowMud Story
Every time I see one of the local news stations run the animation of the retractable roof on the new Falcons stadium I cringe because it’s not a terribly elegant solution. It’s somewhat ironic that the supporters of the new stadium have gone to such great efforts to label the current football stadium as “tired and ugly”, and then went and picked something with such a massively dark roof, penetrated by such a small oculus – it’s a modern rendition of the Pantheon, without the elegant Roman engineering. When city leaders and football chiefs explain how the stadium will “let the sun shine in” you get the impression that the experience will be like sitting in the Continue reading Atlanta Falcons Sphincter May Injure Necks
If you read my previous post about why I Hate Outdoor Movies you might recall that I was set to co-sponsor the June edition of the 2014 Cabbagetown Park Movie Series along with Lynn Lamousin of Kittyboy Creations and Hollis Gillespie of Shocking Real Life Learning Center this past Friday night. Despite the threat of rain we were informed that we’d drawn the biggest crowd of the season, thanks no doubt to the great people of Cabbagetown, our collective social networks and to a great plug by Suzanne Van Atten in the Atlanta Journal Constitution! We even had people showing up in costumes! This was the first time I’d ever seen the movie so I was suitably surprised by Mickey Rooney’s portrayal of a Japanese character – some portrayals just don’t age all that well!!
Okay listen, before I get around to explaining why I’m co-sponsoring tonight’s installment of the Cabbagetown Movie Night series I need to tell you that I don’t actually like outdoor movie screenings. In fact I hate them because something always goes wrong for me.
One summer my friends Chele and Kevin cajoled me into going to see “E.T. the Extraterrestrial” at the summertime series called “Screen on the Green” in Atlanta’s Piedmont Park. We got some drinks from the nearby Park Tavern and went to claim a seat on the giant lawn as lightning bolts flickered along the edges of the summertime storm clouds gathering to the west. When I mentioned the imminent maelstrom creeping toward us Chele told me to relax, that nothing was going to happen. As she spoke I turned to study the giant movie screen, which was bristling with thousands of Continue reading Why I Hate Outdoor Movies (Come to Mine?)
This morning my mom handed me a bunch of old paperwork from my undergrad days at Georgia Tech. It was full of schedule requests, class schedules and fee requests. I even found a scrap of paper that had my username and password to the lumbering mainframe computer system. I still remember being fascinated with the Continue reading Last to Pledge
It was a week today when the news of Sarah Jones’ death began spreading around Atlanta. I didn’t even know the girl’s name last Thursday. A lot has happened in just a week – now it seems that everyone knows Sarah’s name and at least something about her life.
The Slates for Sarah page on Facebook skyrocketed into a very powerful and emotional movement in a very short amount of time and the people who have run the page have been diligent and loving with the project. A friend who works on Homeland tracked me down in Minecraft to tell me that my blog post “Sarah was all of us” had been posted on his wall multiple times (I couldn’t even hide myself from this tragedy in a video game). Every morning I wake up to find new posts on the slates page from all over the production spectrum, from tiny insert slates to Continue reading Thoughts About Sarah’s Legacy