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Sunday, August 25, 2024

New BURNZO CAST Episode! -- "Amateur Filmmaking at the Dawn of the Digital Age"

 



Enjoy this new podcast episode of mine: "Amateur Filmmaking at the Dawn of the Digital Age." Listen below or read the full episode transcript (also below).


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BURNZO CAST Episode #9 - "Amateur Filmmaking at the Dawn of the Digital Age" (Air Date: 8/24/2024)


SYNOPSIS:

In this ninth episode of THE BURNZO CAST, Matt cuts to the chase and discusses all the amateur filmmaking he used to do between the years 2000 and 2004. This was truly the dawn of the digital age when digital video equipment - including video cameras, laptops and editing software - were first becoming available for amateurs to make no-budget DIY films with.



EPISODE TRANSCRIPT:


 

INTRO

 

Hello everyone and welcome to Episode #9 of THE BURNZO CAST. This is your host Matt Burns speaking. For the last three episodes, we talked about video games, but for THIS episode we’re going to switch gears and talk about something completely different. I want to talk about amateur filmmaking at the dawn of the digital age, which was around the Y2K area, give or take a couple of years. For me, there was a period of time between the year 2000 and 2004 where I was spending a lot of time making short amateur films and most of these films were made with the first generation of digital video camera and video editing equipment, some of the first consumer digital equipment to ever exist for video production. So, if you don’t mind, I would like to spend a few minutes discussing this period of time in my life when I discovered that semi-decent movies could be made with nothing but a simple digital video camera and a laptop.

 

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THE PODCAST

 

Ok, welcome back to THE BURNZO CAST. Again, this is episode #9, called “Amateur Filmmaking at the dawn of the digital age.” Let’s cut to the chase here and get right into this podcast. Shall we?

 

All right, let me take you back to the year 1998. I was a junior in high school at this time, around 17 years old. Up until this point in my life, I never really thought I would ever want to become a filmmaker or be interested in filmmaking. I mainly aspired to be one of three things. When I was really young, I wanted to be a professional basketball player, but I abandoned this dream by about the eighth grade or even sooner, mainly because I wasn’t all that good at basketball. I mean, I was pretty good. I played CYO basketball and went to basketball camp and such. But I wasn’t good enough to go pro.

 

I was also a big drummer and percussionist when I was young, so becoming a drummer in a rock band was definitely a dream of mine at one point.

 

More than anything else, though, I had this dream of becoming an actor. In fact, I wanted to be a child actor, not necessarily because I liked acting (although I did like acting), but because I had this fantasy of becoming Jodi Sweetin’s boyfriend who played Stephanie Tanner on the show Full House. I had a huge crush on Jodi Sweetin and I thought she’d be interested in me if I became a big child actor like herself. This dream unfortunately never manifested itself. If it did, you would have obviously heard about it. Jodi and I would have been in the Tiger Beat magazines as Hollywood’s biggest child star couple.

 

By the time I was in high school, Full House was off the air and I came to terms with the fact that it didn’t look like I was going to become a child actor in Hollywood or Stephanie Tanner’s boyfriend for that matter. I did, however, still figure I would grow up to be an actor in some shape or form and, although I did a lot of theater acting, I had my eyes set on movies or TV.

 

However, in my junior year of high school, there was a turning point in my life. As an elective course, I took a film studies class. We watched many films in this class, including but not limited to Nicholas Ray’s Rebel Without a Cause, Stanley Kubrick’s 2001: A Space Odyssey, Hitchcock’s Vertigo and, if my memory serves me correctly, To Kill a Mockingbird with Gregory Peck. I also have this memory of watching a quote “fun” movie at the end of the semester and that movie was Ferris Bueller’s Day Off.

 

Anyway, I walked away from this class at the end of the semester with a whole new fascination. I had always LIKED movies and I was interested in acting in them, but now I was interested in film as a means of artistic expression and I was also interested in how to make films.

 

When it came time to look at colleges that next summer, I concluded that I wanted to go to school for film. This was mainly because film was all new to me and it was something I wanted to learn more about. I still wanted to act and play the drums in bands and such, but I didn’t see it as worthwhile going to school for acting or percussion since I could kind of do all that on my own. I was learning film as a new skill I could add to my talents, so going to a film school made the most sense to me.

 

After a lot of different college touring, I narrowed my choices down to two colleges: Emerson College and Boston University. In the end, I went with BU because it seemed like they were less intensive about its film program. I wanted to make sure I got a well-rounded education. BU would expose me to a lot of different Communication classes and liberal arts courses, humanities etc. I wasn’t sure I wanted to get super intensive into film, so this sounded like the better path to go down.

 

As it turned out, though, I never really took a film course at BU until my second semester sophomore year. In hindsight, that was fine but maybe at the time I would have preferred to start getting into the film courses a liiiitle earlier. It wasn’t a huge deal, though. Because by about halfway through my freshman year, I started teaching myself filmmaking. And I was able to do this because the year 2000, Y2K, was essentially the dawn of the digital age. There were relatively cheap and consumer-friendly filmmaking tools available for me to purchase and learn how to use, including digital video cameras that shot on MiniDV tapes, powerful laptops and user-friendly editing software. I didn’t have to wait to learn filmmaking at BU. I could start learning it on my own.

 

For a video camera, I went to a store in Norwood, MA. called “The Camera Company” and bought this camera called the Canon Optura PI. It cost around $1200, I believe. In hindsight, this was a great camera. It had very crisp video quality for its time. You could shoot in black and white and there were a lot of different effects that you could use, most of which were cheesy and impractical, in my opinion. But there was an image stabilizer on this camera that blew me away. Cameras I’ve had in later years shook with every single little movement but the Canon Optura PI had an image stabilizer so awesome it was almost like you were shooting with a SteadiCam rig.

 

As far as editing software goes, the very first version of Final Cut Pro was newly available at this time, but it was a little too complicated for ME, an 18-year-old, to learn. There was a less complex, user-friendly software that had just come out called iMovie, so I decided to get that instead. At that time, it didn’t come pre-loaded onto Apple computers, so I had to pay about fifty dollars or so and buy it separately. But it ended up being a great program for a beginner filmmaker like myself and, if you think about it, even a simple program like iMovie was way better than, say, a Steenbeck flatbed editing machine that you had to use in the olden days. Or, in video, you had to use those linear tape-to-tape machines…that is, use two tapes to edit something, one tape being the raw video source and then the other tape containing the edited sequences of the shots from your source tape. I used a tape-to-tape machine in a high school TV production class circa 1998.

 

And for a laptop? Well, I already had one of the best laptops on the market, at least at that time. This was the Apple PowerBook G3 (the Pismo model, I think) and I got this for a high school graduation gift the summer before I started at BU. Apple was running ads in magazines that said you could use the PowerBook G3 with a digital video camera and Final Cut Pro (or, in my case, iMovie) and that’s all you needed to start making your own movies and video productions. I remember the camera featured in these ads was a Canon but a notch or two better than mine. It was called something like the Canon XL1, I believe. This was a more professional camera for sure but it was a tad too expensive for me at the time. The Canon Optura PI would suit me well enough.

 

Oh, and I forgot one more key piece of equipment: a 4-6pin Firewire cable. Remember Firewire? Before USB-C cables and lightning cables and such, there were Firewire cables and Firewire hard drives. At the time, these were the fastest connections you could get for your computer. In order to import video from a camera to your computer, you needed a connection that was fast enough because raw digital video packed a lot of data. A Firewire cable provided that fast connection you needed. So you would hook the cable into a 4-pin port on your video camera and then connect the camera to your laptop via a 6-pin FireWire port on the laptop. My PowerBook G3 had at least two Firewire ports on it, along with several USB ports, S-video ports, a VGA external monitor port, microphone input, headphone output and maybe a couple other ports I don’t remember. Where most laptops today only have a couple ports on them (mainly USB-C ports), the laptops of the Y2K era had ports up the wazoo. Apple has certainly gone in a more minimalist route over the years, probably because they want their laptops to be as light as possible. 

 

Anyway, once I had all my equipment ready to go –the camera, the laptop, the iMovie and the trusty Firewire cable—I started making lots of videos and eventually made my first short movie, which was a horror film called GUTTER.

 

I shot GUTTER right around December of the year 2000. In the movie, I play a psycho out to murder my friend Tim for no reason that is explained in the movie. Tim is portrayed as a big fan of the show Full House, but other than that, we don’t get much character development. Basically, the movie opens with me saying something creepy to the audience in voice over, there are some brief opening titles and then we see creepy images of the winter. Then we cut to the inside of a house, Tim is watching Full House with his friend Mark and then we cut to me breaking and entering into the house, then I go down into the basement and kill Tim but Mark has already disappeared with no explanation. Talk about a huge continuity error. In fact, this movie was so flawed that it basically made Ed Wood look like Steven Spielberg.

 

After I do the murder, I pose in a Christ-like formation and then the movie cuts to the end credits. Again, there is no explanation as to why I committed the murder and why I pose in Christ-like formation. Maybe I was just supposed to be the devil incarnate—who knows? No, it wasn’t the greatest movie ever made, but it was a decent first film.

 

I shot GUTTER in Black and White, mainly because I liked how the black and white video looked and thought it was aesthetically appropriate for the movie’s dark content. I even shot a couple gory scenes in the movie where I used Caro syrup and red food dye for blood. I later learned, however, that it was easier to use Hershey’s chocolate syrup for blood when you’re shooting in black and white. I think legend has it that Alfred Hitchcock used chocolate syrup for blood in the movie Psycho. That’s the best and easiest way to go, in my opinion.

 

After editing GUTTER on iMovie, I was left feeling rather impressed with what I had made. Again, not that GUTTER was a great movie, but I found it amazing that all you had to do was throw a few shots together on iMovie (in a creative and crafty way, mind you) and you could create the illusion for an audience that a murder is taking place. It sounds like a cliché, but it was definitely like magic. Just the fact that you could get a couple friends and use your smalltime digital video equipment and then make a short, ten-minute movie … well, this made you feel empowered. You didn’t need Hollywood. You could literally do it all yourself or at least with a few friends. I remember saying to myself at the time that I could just keep doing this my whole life and be fine only doing this. I don’t need to go to Hollywood. If I have a story I want to share with the world, I can just do it with my amateur equipment and that would be fine with me.

 

That next spring of 2001, I decided to make another movie. This one was definitely more ambitious and definitely involved more planning. It was going to be an “action movie” and I would call it BRITISH DINGO FROM IRELAND (the name came from my inability to speak in an Irish accent without it sounding either British or Australian). Running about 12 minutes in length, BRITISH DINGO FROM IRELAND starred me as this dude named the British Dingo from Ireland who does a big drug deal with these shady characters named Pristine and Kado. But Kado and Pristine try to screw him over, a big gun battle ensues and then the Dingo comes out on top. Not only does he keep the drugs but he keeps the money, too. It’s a win-win for Mr. Dingo.

 

BRITISH DINGO FROM IRELAND was very influenced by the movie Boondock Saints that was popular at the time. Like Boondock Saints, BRITISH DINGO was kind of an action, drug and gangster movie that took place in South Boston. Like I said, I got ambitious in this movie. I used toy guns for guns and we lit a firecracker to simulate a bullet ricocheting off a beer can. I didn’t have any blanks or squibs at my disposal, but through the magic of editing and sound effects, I was able to create the illusion that a gun battle was taking place, just like with GUTTER where I created the illusion that a murder was taking place. Editing was definitely my best friend in the whole wide world. In a later movie I did called GAS, later retitled ONLY ENTERTAINMENT, I created an illusion of a fast car chase through the magic of editing. But I’ll get to GAS in a moment.

 

When I finished BRITISH DINGO, I was very proud of it (even though it still wasn’t that great of a movie), but I wanted more people than just my friends to see the movie. This was long before the days of YouTube and Vimeo, but there was this website called iFilm.com that, for a small fee, I submitted my movie to and they uploaded it onto their website for the world to see. 

 

To promote the movie, I went around town and hung up fliers at local businesses, at least at the places that would allow me to do so. Remember, social media was non-existent at this point, no Facebook or Twitter, not even Myspace, so you had to literally get your boots on the ground and hang up real fliers in the real world. 

 

My movie was live on the ifilm.com website for about two months (I think) but it did get about 50 views, which, to me, was a big deal. I mean, that was like having a movie premiere and having 50 whole people in the audience. I, of course, get a lot more views than that on YouTube these days, but I was still blown away that 50 whole people had seen a movie that I basically made with my own bare hands.

 

After BRITISH DINGO FROM IRELAND, I made the aforementioned movie GAS, which, like I said before, I ended up renaming to ONLY ENTERTAINMENT about a year later. GAS was even more ambitious than BRITISH DINGO. This was my first movie I made in color and it was all about chase sequences, both in a car but also on foot. The plot involves two teens named Fritz and Theo played by my friends Tim and Mark. They play Mario Kart, one beats the other, I think it’s Theo that is pissed that Fritz won, or maybe the other way around, and then a real-life car chase ensues between Fritz and Theo’s bodyguard played by my friend Jeremy. The movie is about fantasy being blurred with reality or something along those lines. After the car chase there is a foot chase and then a big climax that takes place under high tension wires. I actually just took a moment to rewatch this movie and it’s been a while since I watched it so I sort of watched it with a fresh pair of eyes, almost as though somebody else made it. Well, I was laughing my ass off, especially at the end. I was nearly in tears. It's a pretty good amateur movie if I do say so myself. Bizarre as anything but good and fun.

 

Also notable about GAS was that I was experimenting with stop-motion animation at this time. I was big into the filmmaker Tim Burton and loved the movie Nightmare Before Christmas, which, of course, was shot entirely with stop-motion photography. Feeling inspired by the movie, I decided I wanted to try doing stop-motion photography myself. In GAS, I tried using stop-motion photography to create the illusion that matchbox cars were moving on their own. Shooting the cars frame by frame was too difficult to do on a video camera but basically what I would do was press record on the camera and then stop, then move the car a tad, press record again and then stop and keep doing this. On iMovie, I could tighten the shots a bit so that they were only a few frames long and, abracadabra, you got stop-motion animation. To my surprise, the end result ended up looking great, like the matchbox cars were actually moving on their own, and you can see these animation shots in the opening title sequence of GAS.

 

Now, the first version of the movie, entitled GAS, was pretty good but I ultimately thought it could be better, so about a year later, I had just finished reading the book by Robert Rodriguez called Rebel Without a Crew, I felt all inspired, so I went ahead and reedited GAS and this new version of the movie was definitely the superior version. In fact, it was so superior that I thought I should give it a new title and that title became ONLY ENTERTAINMENT, named after a song by the band Bad Religion.

 

Shortly after finishing GAS was when I actually started taking my first production course at BU. It was called Film Production One and this was when I officially learned how to make films and we’re talking actual films here, shot on 16mm film. We used a Bolex in this class, which was one of those cameras that you wound up with a hand crank and then you could shoot for up to 30 seconds or so without any battery-power whatsoever. Then we would edit on Steenbeck flatbed editing machines, which was extremely tedious, especially when you were used to digital editing like I was at that point, but the end product was more rewarding because, let’s face it, no video, even to this day, looks better than actual film. Plus, the whole process of editing a film with your own bare hands, literally splicing shots together to create an edited sequence, was a process that I feel every filmmaker should experience at least once in their lifetime. Editing a film like that makes you feel more like a craftsman, kind of like you’re doing blue-collar manual labor, while editing a film on a computer almost feels more like office work. There’s definitely a difference.

 

I ended up making three films in my Production One course, two of which were edited on the Steenbeck. The first film I made was actually an in-camera edit, meaning you carefully made a shot list for a short film and shot your film shot-by-shot, in sequence, so that when you projected the roll of film on a screen you would already have an edited film. No other editing was allowed. I guess the purpose of this project was to get you to be prepared as a filmmaker. If you spent a lot of time planning your film out and making a shot list and storyboards etc., very little editing would ever be needed. In other words, this was an exercise in pre-production and stressed the importance of putting a lot of time and effort into the pre-production phase of film production.

 

For my first film, the in-camera-edit, I made this little movie called UNDERWEAR REVENGE. This was about a bitter homeless transient who gets revenge on all his enemies by leaving his soiled underpants in places where his enemies will have no choice but to touch them (for example, in the film, he leaves his soiled underpants in the purse of a girl he doesn’t like). Yeah, this was a weird film for sure. For the role of the transient, I casted a fellow BU student named Jake who had an interesting look to him. Long hair. Beard. Kind of looked like a cross between Jesus and Charles Manson. And I actually ended up casting him in several of my other films…I think four in all.

 

For my second film, which I DID edit on the Steenback, I made a film called MENTAL PUBERTY, which was also about a homeless transient who is carving a jack-o-lantern on a sidewalk and the carving of the jack-o-lantern is supposed to symbolize him digging into his disturbed psyche or something like that. I had a lot of fun thinking of ways to shoot the carving of the jack-o-lantern, including one shot where I actually carved a hole in the back of the pumpkin, and shot the camera through the eyes, nose and mouth of the jack-o-lantern, the end result being like a masking effect. It was basically like a POV shot from inside the pumpkin. I also experimented with flash frames in this project. I would take three or four frames of a shot and splice them into a sequence to create a flash-frame effect. Why the three or four frames? Because I found that splicing in just one frame was too quick, something that would only be useful if you wanted to have subliminal messages in your film, but in my case, I wanted the viewer to consciously see these images, so they needed to be longer than simply one frame.

 

The third film I made in my Production One class was called ACTAEON: PORTRAIT OF A PEEPING TOM and this was a black comedy, kind of inspired by Ed Wood’s film Glen or Glenda. I thought it would be funny to make a documentary-like film about a Peeping Tom, who, through voice over, tries to explain to the audience why he peeps and tries to justify why he peeps. This was definitely a strange film but that’s how I wanted it to be because that’s how Glen or Glenda was: strange. Although this film wasn’t as well-received as my MENTAL PUBERTY film, a few months later, I was showing some of my films to friends and one of my friends’ fathers happened to be in the room. He really got the black humor of the Peeping Tom film and was impressed with the movie. That’s all I needed to hear, that at least one person out there got what I was trying to do and appreciated the dark and more subtle humor.

 

About a year later, I took my second film production course at BU and this was called Film Production 2. We still shot on film in this course, but we actually ended up ditching Steenbeck editing machines and instead edited on the Avid, which is editing software that I think is pretty much obsolete these days, although I just looked it up and it seems like the opposite is true: that is, it still seems to be the standard for high-end film and video production, especially in Hollywood. Who knew? Because it seems to me like everyone is using Adobe Premiere these days. Anyway, yes, in Film Production 2, we ditched the flatbed editing machines and started editing on Avid. The CEO of Dreamworks animation Jeffrey Katzenberg was a BU alum and had a son who went to BU, so he donated a bunch of money to the school for a digital editing lab with several computers, all of which had Avid software on them, external FireWire drives…the works. BU saw the writing on the wall and decided it was time to go the way of digital.

 

In this Film Production 2 course, I still shot on 16mm film but then we would get the film transferred to MiniDV tape and then edit the films digitally on Avid. Technically this was like doing an offline workprint of the film and, once you were done, you would conform your edited digital workprint to the original film negative and then make actual film prints of your edited movie, but we weren’t going to go that far. We would just edit on video and screen our films on video, but again, the point was to ultimately go back to film once you had a digital video workprint completed. You may have no idea what I’m talking about right now, it’s a little complicated. Basically what you’re doing is shooting on film, editing on video because it’s easier, but then you want to match your film negative to your edited video so that your final film is on film but now mirrors how you edited your video. Get it now? Probably not. Sorry, I’m horrible at explaining things.

 

 Anyway, for these films in Production 2 we could shoot on color film if we liked, but I still shot on black and white, both because it was easier and also I liked how 16mm black and white film looked aesthetically. For a camera, we upgraded from the Bolex to the Arriflex and recorded synch sound on a NAGRA machine. This was actually the first time we used synch sound in our film: that is, recorded audio in synch with the film while we shot a scene. Dialogue was essentially synch sound, while in my previous films, if there was any dialogue, it was done in voice over.

 

My first film was called SYMPATHY FOR HITLER’S SOUL and this was a very short three-minute piece about Hitler’s soul confronting God after Hitler dies and complaining to God for putting him into such an evil body. It was a cool unique idea, if I do say so myself, and it was somewhat profound as well. This was a film that definitely made you think more than previous films I did. Some people have since compared it to the Pixar movie Soul but only in the sense that the film’s concepts are somewhat similar. Where did I come up with this idea, you may be asking? I’m not sure, but I do have a vague memory of it popping into my memory one day when I was in BU’s Mugar library. I think I was basically thinking about the idea of souls and how we may not choose what body we come into when we’re born on earth. I was also thinking about the Holocaust and whether it was Hitler’s mind or soul that led him to be so evil. What is it that makes up the human identity? The mind or the soul and if the mind leads us to do evil things, should our soul be held accountable? I mean, if we suffer from a mental illness that makes us do evil, is our soul still evil? Or does that remain pure throughout the illness?

 

You can view SYMPATHY FOR HITLER’S SOUL on my YouTube channel if you like. The best way to find it is just search on YouTube for “Matt Burns: Sympathy for Hitler’s Soul.” (Click HERE to view).

 

The second film I did in my Production 2 course was called THE SECOND BEAST and, although this was a group film I made with three other classmates, I did end up writing the movie and co-directing it and also starring in it. This wasn’t my plan, really, but we got to a point in the semester where my group didn’t have any ideas for a film and we were running out of time. Over spring break, I read a book called Cracking the Apocalypse Code and instantly got the idea for THE SECOND BEAST. The basic premise was this: An obsessive decoder of the Bible discovers that his best friend is the second beast prophecied in chapter 13 of the Book of Revelation. Or at least so he thinks. He might be a little crazy, but that’s up for the audience to decide. I played this obsessive decoder.

 

I remember part of our assignment was to first make a rough cut of the film, then show that cut to our classmates and professor and have them critique it. The rough cut was really bad and the criticism was harsh. This was mostly because we didn’t have a whole lot of time to edit up until that point. One issue we had was that we didn’t shoot enough coverage and we found ourselves lacking a few insert shots that we desperately needed. Due to a lack of time, we couldn’t go back and do these shots on film, so what I ended up doing was shooting these inserts by myself with my trusty Canon Optura PI video camera. Film and digital video cut together like oil and vinegar, so those shots ended up standing out as awkward, but we didn’t have any other alternative but to use them. 

 

We did, however, have more time to edit the film, so we went back into the editing room and we made THE SECOND BEAST much much better. In fact, the final cut was so much better that our classmates and our professor were kind of shocked by how much it had improved. I think our professor ended up giving us an A- or maybe even an A.

 

The year was 2004 now and that summer I ended up editing a movie I had shot that previous winter on my own. This movie was called WENDEL’S REVENGE. With WENDEL’S REVENGE, I basically took the concept of my short film UNDERWEAR REVENGE, expanded on it and what I got was WENDEL’S REVENGE. I guess this movie was one half horror movie and the other half revenge movie. Wendel is this outcast who is bullied by a jerk named Rat Bonze. Rat Bonze gets a pair of soiled underwear and does a drive-by under-pansting where he tosses his soiled briefs out the car window at Wendel’s face. Wendel is rollerblading at the time, so the briefs blind him and he goes crashing into a trash barrel. He’s mega pissed off, so he tracks down Rat Bonze and gets his revenge by beating him into an oblivion and in the end, he rips Rat Bonze’s heart out of his chest, Mortal-Kombat-style. Yes, this was a bizarre movie, not as thought-provoking as my other movies, but definitely a fun one.

 

What makes WENDEL’S REVENGE unique is that it was the first film I edited, not on iMovie, but on Final Cut Pro. Having learned Avid at school, I realized that Final Cut Pro was not much different. My parents had given me Final Cut Pro Express for Christmas or for my birthday or something like that, probably around the 2004 area. Final Cut Express was a slightly more user-friendly version of Final Cut Pro. The only main difference I found between Express and regular Final Cut was that there were a finite amount of sound tracks you could use when you were editing your film, maybe around five or so, maybe a few more (possibly 8)? Whereas in Final Cut Pro, I think you could edit with unlimited soundtracks. What this means in practical terms is that if you had a sequence that required a lot of sound layered on top of each other, then you needed to use a lot of soundtracks during the editing process. For example, if you were editing a car accident sequence, you would maybe need some dialogue (that is, car passengers saying “Oh no, we’re crashing”) and then one track having tires screeching, another track having the crash sound, the other track having glass break, the other track having ambient city noise, the other track having a horn honking etc. and these tracks had to be layered on top of each other, so you needed multiple tracks and I do know that in Final Cut Express these tracks were more limited than in normal Final Cut Pro. But that’s the only difference I remember between the two programs.

 

Anyway, yes, WENDEL’S REVENGE was the first movie I edited on Final Cut Pro and I was proud that I had graduated to a more complex editing software. I don’t think I ever edited anything on iMovie ever again. For the next 20 years or so, I would keep editing on Final Cut Pro. To this day, I only tried Adobe Premiere once, didn’t like it and just kept updating my Final Cut Pro software. I even edit my podcast episodes, including the one you’re listening to right now, on Final Cut Pro.

 

After I graduated from college in 2004, I definitely got more into writing than filmmaking. I was writing both a lot of screenplays and a lot of novels. I did, however, do a ton of video production, all kinds of wedding videography and corporate videos, marketing videos, things like that … and over the years I have probably edited hundreds and hundreds of videos. Amidst all this video production, I did make a few more short movies, a short paranormal documentary called A PARALLEL WORLD and two short comedies called SO SORRY and WE’RE GOOD. When you look back on it, the speed in which digital video technology has advanced over the past 20-plus years is staggering. I was shooting in HD by 2009 and now there’s 4K and beyond.

 

Although the technology is insane today, I do feel privileged having been about at the right age to get into digital filmmaking at the dawn of when the digital age was first taking off. My laptop was one of the first laptops you could edit digital video on. My camera was one of the first consumer, user-friendly digital video cameras. Firewire technology was brand new and helped make digital video editing possible. And the version of iMovie that I was using to edit my films on was the very first version of iMovie ever. When I did finally move onto Final Cut Pro, that was basically the very first version of Final Cut Pro ever. Yes, this was truly the dawn of the digital age and I feel so privileged to have been able to experience this dawning as it was happening in real-time. I mean, in a sense, I was a part of this dawning. That makes me feel kind of special.

 

I definitely miss those early days of digital video. It was easier to do but not too easy like it is today. I mean, today, anybody who has an iPhone can shoot and edit video. Everybody is a videographer. Everybody is a digital editor. Practically everyone has a YouTube channel. And although I guess this is good in some sense, I think the fact that it’s so easy means we get oversaturated with content, most of which isn’t worth our time to watch. We always look at the past through rose-colored lenses but I do think that those early days of digital video, shooting on MiniDV, editing on a PowerBook laptop with Firewire technology and iMovie software, Final Cut Pro, or even Avid … I do think it was a special time in technological history and maybe even in our evolution as a human species.


 

OUTRO

 

All right, everyone, that concludes episode #9 of THE BURNZO CAST. I do hope you enjoyed this episode and maybe if you were making little DIY movies 20 years ago like I was, then perhaps you could relate to everything that was discussed in this podcast. If you want to learn more about my amateur movies and my early days of digital filmmaking, be sure to check out my book Garage Movie: My Adventures Making Weird Films available on Amazon.com. More episodes to come and please do me a flavah. Be well. Take care of yourself, BURNZO NATION!


 

 


MATT BURNS is the author of several novels, including Weird MonsterSupermarket Zombies! and Johnny Cruise. He’s also written numerous memoirs, including GARAGE MOVIE: My Adventures Making Weird FilmsMY RAGING CASE OF BEASTIE FEVERJUNGLE F’NG FEVER: MY 30-YEAR LOVE AFFAIR W/ GUNS N’ ROSES and I TURNED INTO A MISFIT! Check out these books (and many more) on his Amazon author page HERE.

 



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Friday, July 13, 2018

GARAGE MOVIE: NEW EXCERPT!

Here is a new free chapter from my best-selling book GARAGE MOVIE: MY ADVENTURES MAKING WEIRD FILMS, now available on Amazon! Learn more about the book HERE and watch the trailer below.



BRITISH DINGO FROM IRELAND (2001)

Gutter was finished by January 2001 and, due to a busy school schedule, I didn’t get to make another movie until after the spring semester and when I say “after the spring semester” I literally started working on it the day after I was done with my finals. I was so happy that all the school bulls*** was behind me and I could get down to doing what was really important: making movies! Also, I didn’t have a job lined up for the summer so I wanted to work hard and squeeze out a movie before my mom got on my case about filling out applications.

The movie was another ten-minute short called British Dingo from Ireland. Where Gutter was a horror movie, British Dingo from Ireland was my attempt at making an action movie, even though the “action” was limited. The strange title of the movie was basically born out of my inability to speak in an Irish accent without it sounding either British or Australian, so I figured, well, why not create an ambiguous character who may be all three?!

And I did just that. I played a character named Mr. Dingo and he was a shady dude who wore a Scally Cap and a black trench coat (I was kind of ripping off the movie Boondock Saints, which was popular at the time). All Mr. Dingo cared about was money and he recently got himself involved in a big drug deal with some shadowy characters named Kado and Pristine. The scheming Kado and Pristine try to double-cross Dingo and screw him over. The drug deal goes sour and Mr. Dingo finds himself in a firefight.

The "firefight" involved toy guns and many gun sound effects that I believe I downloaded off Napster. The film also featured some pyrotechnics and when I say 'pyrotechnics' all we did was light a firecracker in a Miller Lite beer can to simulate the can being hit by a whizzing bullet.


Pristine (Mark Willis) and Kado (Jeremy Mitchell) scheming on how to screw over Mr. Dingo.

For British Dingo from Ireland, I again chose to shoot in Black and White for aesthetic reasons but I also determined that the digital video looked better in Black and White. It looked more like film whereas the colored video still looked too home-video-ish for my liking.

With Dingo, I also attempted using a car as a “dolly” so I could try and get some cool-looking tracking shots. I recruited one of my friends to film Mr. Dingo (me) out the car window and had another friend drive slowly. Surprisingly, the shots came out nice and smooth, especially with the help of my camera’s (aforementioned) image stabilizer.

I even found some cool shooting locations, the coolest of which was a creepy-looking warehouse in the middle of wonderful Walpole, MA. This warehouse was where the drug deal was to go down but, since I couldn’t shoot inside the actual building, I got all tricksy with the editing and cut from an exterior shot of Mr. Dingo (me) walking up to the warehouse…to an interior shot of me opening my garage door…then, I shot the rest of the scene inside my garage. In other words, I created the illusion that the inside of my garage was really the inside of the warehouse. It worked well. I mean, most people probably could tell what I did, but it still worked well enough and the illusion was all done through editing. Amazing!

And that wasn’t the only illusion I created through editing. Don’t tell anybody but I shot most of my scenes as Dingo on a completely different day and time from the shots of Pristine and Kado. In the film, it seems like we’re all together in one warehouse scene but all I did was edit the shots together and create the illusion that we were all acting together in one scene. Of course, I did have to throw in a wide shot or two showing all three of us together; otherwise, a keen eye would grow suspicious of my trickery. The film theorist André Bazin would’ve appreciated the wide shots. In the 1940s, Bazin wrote that Eisensteinian montage (i.e. piecing separate shots together to create an illusion) was a fascist-like manipulation of reality. He preferred a cinema with minimal editing. He wanted those wide shots! He wanted realism! So, I heeded the words of Bazin and gave him the wide shots, but—for the most part—montage was my very best friend in the whole wide world during the making of Dingo.

Indeed, the power of editing never ceased to amaze me and I really pushed iMovie's parameters with British Dingo from Ireland. I remember that the first version of iMovie only provided two soundtracks for you to work with. This meant that you could put music on one track and then sound effects or dialogue on the other track. The problem was when you wanted to use background music, dialogue AND multiple sound FX at the same time. In editing programs today, you basically have unlimited tracks to work with so, say, if you have a car accident sequence and you want multiple sound effects (the crash, the horn sounding, glass shattering, hubcaps rolling, not to mention musical score and maybe even some dialogue, e.g. "holy s*** we're crashing!") you have plenty of tracks to layer all the sound on top of each other. But when you only have two sound tracks? Well...your options are limited.

What I ended up doing is putting sound effects on the same track as music, literally piling them atop each other, which iMovie allowed me to do and the sounds would end up playing simultaneously. But you weren't supposed to do this, so it significantly slowed down the computer. In fact, in many cases, it slowed down the computer to such an extent that my poor PowerBook laptop froze on me several times. I began to realize that iMovie was only useful for extremely simple editing. My movies were already becoming too complex what with their multiple sound FX, music and dialogue tracks etc.

Surprisingly, I didn't quite see all this as writing on the wall telling me I should make the switch to Final Cut Pro. Well, maybe I did see the writing on the wall but I ignored it, mainly because I liked and knew how to use iMovie. So, short story long, I kept using iMovie. But it was with my next movie that I pushed it too far. I’ll get to that next movie in a few moments.

I had a final cut of British Dingo from Ireland in my hands about a week after I finished shooting. I was addicted to editing it and often worked late into the night. I had this strange OCD-like thing going on where I would edit up to a certain point and then watch what I had so far and I would watch it over and over and over again. I still do that with every project I work on up to this day. It’s like I’m so impressed with what I created that I need to watch it repeatedly. Maybe it’s like being God where He creates the world and on the 7th day He sits back and enjoys what He created, only my “7th day” is repeated over and over again. Yes, it’s something like that, more or less, probably less.


A rare photo of me editing British Dingo from Ireland. You can see my camera bag nearby, as well as my trusty FireWire cable. Photo by Brian Burns.

Like with Gutter, I exported the final cut out to a MiniDV tape and then to a VHS tape. My friends watched this movie repeatedly but, this time, I was proud of what I created and, well, the movie kind of made sense, at least a tad more sense than Gutter. So I wanted to do something more with the movie than just show it to my friends. But what could I do with it?

Well, it was around this time that I had stumbled upon a website called iFilm.com. This was a website that featured videos and films made by amateur filmmakers. You could pay around 50 bucks, send your movie to iFilm, and they would upload it onto their website for the entire world to see. Again, these were the days before YouTube, Vimeo or anything like that. The idea of my short film being available on the worldwide web for the world to see…well, I thought it would be awesome! I wanted the entire world to see British Dingo from Ireland. So why not send it to iFilm?

Well, send it to iFilm I did, in the form of a MiniDV for optimal quality. I waited a few weeks and then they sent me an email about a release date. The big premiere would be July something-or-other so I got really excited. I thought this would be my big break. British Dingo from Ireland would take the world by storm.

I made a poor-man’s version of a movie poster and Xeroxed dozens of copies. Then, I went door-to-door to local businesses in the small suburb of Walpole and asked if I could hang them up on their windows or somewhere inside. I was surprised that several of these people were cool with it. They had no idea what the movie was about but I had them convinced I was going to be the next Ben Affleck and Matt Damon…combined! These days were all pre-social media, of course, so this was my only option for marketing. I literally had to print out real, physical movie posters, walk into the real, three-dimensional world and ask real, small-business owners if I could hang these posters on their windows. Today, you would start a Facebook page and Twitter handle and Instagram and all that s***. Not in 2001, though. Nope, you had to get your boots on the ground and hang fliers up in well-traveled areas.


 My poor man’s version of a movie poster for British Dingo from Ireland.

Well, the day of the big premiere came and I thought British Dingo from Ireland would become an overnight phenomenon. Not quite the case. The movie ran for two months, I believe, and I only garnered a total of 50 views. Granted, I was rather impressed by 50 views but, of course, today, getting 50 YouTube views is easy, even if you’re videotaping yourself picking your nose. Actually, bad example—that video would probably go viral in this day and age.

So, no, I didn’t quite blow up to the bigtime, but I was still impressed that I had attracted an audience of 50 people to a film I made with my own bare hands. The fact that I created a movie from scratch and that an audience of 50 people saw that movie was an incredible feeling.


Actual screenshot from the iFilm website.

Watch the British Dingo from Ireland trailer on YouTube: https://youtu.be/7-dBy2QC60g


Watch the full British Dingo from Ireland film here (note: this is a link to one of my blogs where the film is posted, not YouTube, so don’t be alarmed): http://mattburnsproductions.blogspot.com/2017/05/british-dingo-from-ireland.html

Sunday, July 8, 2018

GARAGE MOVIE: READ FIRST CHAPTER FREE!

Here is the first chapter from my best-selling book GARAGE MOVIE: MY ADVENTURES MAKING WEIRD FILMS, now available on Amazon! Learn more about the book HERE and watch the trailer below!

FADE IN

I didn't always want to be a filmmaker. At least, I don't think I did. No, I don’t think I did. All right, let’s just play it safe here and say there’s a small possibility that I did but it was more than likely that I didn’t. Maybe like a two-percent chance. Okay, maybe more like a 2.74444444444 percent chance.

When I was 11 or 12 years old, I had three career aspirations in mind and none of them had to do with filmmaking. I figured it was good to have the magic-number-three because it was always possible that, if one didn't work out, then I'd have two others to fall back on, and then if one of those two didn’t work out, I’d have one more to rely on. And, if all three fell through, then, well…life over, bucko. You were doomed.


Career Aspiration #1 -- Basketball Player
I was dead serious about this, too. I played in the “CYO” (Catholic Youth Organization) basketball league every winter, spent most of my free time practicing foul shots in my driveway and even attended basketball camp during my summers. I’m talking hardcore basketball camp, too; none of that summer day-camp shit kids went to so they wouldn’t get bored during the summer. It was called “Husky Basketball Camp” and it took place at Northeastern University in Boston. I got bussed into the city Monday through Friday for a week and we played basketball all day except for the very end of the day where we had the option of swimming in the indoor pool, but that was only if we were comfortable enough changing in the men’s locker room. I thought I was comfortable enough changing in the men’s locker room but I quickly changed my mind after seeing my first grown man naked and was significantly traumatized. This is all extraneous information, though. Sorry, that’s not what this book is about. 
The truth of the matter is that, overall, I didn’t really like “Husky Basketball Camp” and it wasn’t just because of my traumatizing experience in the locker room. I loved basketball, don’t get me wrong, but Husky camp was just not very fun. I never returned to that camp but my basketball dreams stayed alive well through middle school, probably up until I was about 14 years old. I tell you the truth when I say I played a lotta fregging hoops, though, as the years went by, I became less and less…well, ‘good’ is probably the proper word…at least relative to other boys my age. Becoming a pro-basketball player became less and less of a reality and, consequently, became less and less appealing to me. However, I kept playing and I even found another (more local) basketball camp called “Fast Break”, which was later renamed “Rebel Hoops Camp”. 
I had much more fun at “Fast Break” and I became somewhat famous among campers, though this fame had nothing to do with my basketball skills. See, the coaches had learned at some point during the week that I had another talent—playing the drums—and, one day, they had me play on some buckets in front of the entire camp. I’m not sure how they got away with this because it had nothing to do with basketball, but, yes, they rounded up some buckets and had me play them with two dowels that they found in the janitor’s closet. From what I remember, my “performance” was rather poor but I tried to make it sound like Blue Man Group and the campers went wild. I was cool for a hot minute. I felt like a rock star, which brings me to…

Career Aspiration #2 -- Rock Star Drummer
Indeed, becoming a rock star drummer was my second career aspiration of the aforementioned three. I bought my very first drum set (the cool kids call it ‘drum kit’ but I’m sticking with ‘drum set’) in the third grade and, yes, I bought it myself with the help of some First Communion gift money. I basically taught myself how to play and, over the years, I got better and better and f***ing better. 
By the time middle school came around, I was in a cover band with a couple of friends. Our most notable performance was the 7th grade talent show where we performed the song “When I Come Around” by Green Day. Our performance was legendary because we were the first actual “band” to ever perform in the Johnson Middle School (aka JMS) talent show. This sounds insane because the year was 1995 and you’d think another band would’ve preceded us, especially during the late-80s when glam-bands and MTV were all the rage. Guess not, though. Up until our Green Day performance, the JMS talent show mostly consisted of girls doing tumbling routines to the tune of C&C Music Factory.
After blowing up big with the talent show, my band landed a gig at a hormone-fueled “Teen Center Dance” held in the local “Blackburn Hall”. This was a dance where teens asked their friends to ask girls to dance with them. Supposedly some French kissing—the kids at my school called it ‘scooping’ for reasons unknown—went on at these dances, too, but I was never cool enough to scoop anybody at the Teen Center. I mean, I had a hard enough time asking a friend to ask a girl to dance with me, let alone scoop anyone! Of course, my luck with girls changed when my band played the dance—then, shit, man…the girls came to ME, man. I was Mr. Cool Rockstar drummer dude, though I still slow-danced like an awkward Frankenstein and usually left way too much room for the holy ghost.
Riding high on our fame, my band also started playing (chaperoned) house parties. Our set-list included songs like “Bullet with Butterfly Wings” by Smashing Pumpkins and “Glycerine” by Bush, the latter of which melted the hearts of all the 14-year-old girls. I must say that being a drummer in a cool band was a godsend for a shy boy like I was. At one party, I ended up scooping a smoking hot Costa Rican exchange student whom unfortunately got deported a few days later after getting caught stealing scrunchies from Filenes (true story). There were other girls I got to kiss as well, usually during spin-the-bottle games that would take place after my band’s performance. I don’t mean to brag but I was getting tons of tongue, all thanks to the fact that I was a nasty drummer. In fact, I don’t think I ever would have had my first kiss if I didn’t play the drums. Double-in-fact, I may have still been waiting for my first kiss ‘til this day. I could have been like Drew Barrymore in that movie, what is it called? Never Been Kissed. Yes, that’s the one. I’d like to scoop Drew Barrymore, by the way.
I played drums throughout high school, hopped around from band to band, but, for whatever reason, the drumming wasn’t rewarding me with any more scoops. My senior year came along and my new cover band at the time was slated to play the post-prom party that my school hosted in its gymnasium. I thought this would be my big comeback. I would win over the hearts of all the high school girls and secure me a lifetime’s-worth of sloppy scooping. 
Well, the big night came and my band played such hits as “Blind” by Korn, “Give it Away Now” by Red Hot Chili Peppers, “Do What They Told Ya” by Rage Against the Machine, “For Whom the Bell Tolls” by Metallica and even a couple songs by Pink Floyd. The performance was stellar, though I was shocked when I didn’t have dozens of girls lining up to scoop me afterwards. My dream of a drummer rock star died right then and there at my senior year post-prom party.
Okay, it wasn’t completely dead, I suppose. I would go on to play in a Misfits cover band during my freshman year of college. We played a few gigs at a local school called “Wheaton College” and even recorded a demo album in a semi-professional studio. But the band dissipated after a few months or so. 
Then, my sophomore year, I joined a female-fronted punk band called “Death in Arms”. We played a handful of gigs at dive bars in Providence and Boston, but the band only lasted a year, recorded a couple demo albums and then we also broke apart. By late college, I was actually sick of playing the drums. Imagine that! To this day, I don’t enjoy playing them that much. As I write this, I hardly play them. Every once in a while, I give them a try but then I get bored really fast. It’s kind of sad but I think one day they will interest me again. That day is not now, though.
So the rock star drummer dream was dead, or at least hibernating a bit. The basketball player dream was long dead, too. What was left then?

Career Aspiration #3 -- Acting
I was drawn to acting from early on in my life, basically ever since the third grade and, now that I think of it, third grade seemed to be a very significant year of my life career-wise. This was when I first joined a basketball team, first bought a drum set, and also...first starred in a school play.
The play had something to do with Mother Goose and I played a character named Tom. I don’t remember the play at all but I do remember a line where I had to describe how “big” (i.e. fat) a man was. Or maybe it was Humpty Dumpty I was describing? All I know is I got the audience to laugh very hard at my body-shaming insults and I then realized I had some acting chops. I also liked how—after the play—I went out into the audience to find my parents and I could feel a bunch of eyes on me, like I was a star. It felt good for my ego. This was my first taste of fame and I’m not going to lie: I liked it.
From that point forward, I dreamed of becoming an actor one day. I did several plays and, although plays were nice, I mostly set my sights on movies and television in Hollywood. For a while, there was one main reason for this: I had my eyes on an actress from one of my favorite TV shows. Yes, you probably guessed it: that show was Full House and that actress was Jodie Sweetin who played Stephanie Tanner. I had a MAJOR crush on Stephanie and I kept dreaming that one day I would go to Hollywood, become a big child actor and become Stephanie’s boyfriend. 
In fact, my plan was to become the next Eddie Furlong; you know, the child actor who played John Connor in the movie Terminator 2: Judgement Day. I told my mom that I’d need to grow my bangs out like Furlong because this was the only way I would get parts and become an actor. My mom was anti-bangs, though, and my hair wouldn’t cooperate anyway. See, by nature, my hair was too thick and Brillo-like. In other words, it had no movement to it so, if I grew out bangs, I would essentially have a static doormat hanging from my face. It would be the furthest thing from Eddie Furlong and I surely wouldn’t get acting parts, nor would I win the love of Stephanie Tanner.
One day when I was in the 5th or 6th grade, my dad saw in the newspaper that there was going to be an open casting call at the Braintree Mall, just outside Boston. Warner Brothers producers were out to find a Robin that would star in the next Batman movie: Batman Forever. I was thinking this was it! My big break! But, for whatever reason, I never attended that casting call. Maybe my parents refused to take me or maybe I got cold feet. Surely hundreds or maybe even thousands of people would have showed up. It was probably more of a promotional event than an actual serious search for the perfect boy/man to play Batman’s sidekick. At least that’s what I told myself and that’s what I’ve been telling myself ever since that day.
Warner Brothers ultimately cast an already-established actor by the name of Chris O’Donnell who was way older than me. I guess I felt good that nobody else had been “discovered” but I couldn’t help but wonder: maybe…just maybe…if that assistant to the assistant to the casting director had seen me, maybe Matt Burns would have been Robin and a brilliant acting career would have been born. Oh, what could have been…
So, for the most part (or actually for the all-part), my dreams of becoming a famous child actor in Hollywood remained dreams and nothing more. However, I guess I was still considered a child actor since I was acting, just not in Hollywood. For a period of about ten years, I performed in play after play after play…after play. I did nothing but plays. Some of these plays were at school, like in the drama club. But others were part of a local theater troupe called the Walpole Children’s Theatre.
The Walpole Children’s Theatre (WCT) was a fantastic theater troupe, probably one of the best children’s theaters in existence, although, last time I checked, that wasn’t scientific fact. Our motto was that we don’t just put on plays that are good for kids plays; we put on good plays, period. In other words, we didn’t lower our standards because we were kids and, oh, we’re so cute, so it’s ok if we sucked. Nope. We saw ourselves as professionals and we held our theatrical productions to the highest of standards. None of that go-out-on-stage-and-give-your-mother-in-the-audience-a-quick-wave shit. No way. That would be unacceptable!
I joined WCT when I was 12 years old. I was scared shitless at my first audition because everybody seemed so much older and cooler than me, but I landed a part as a hobbit “Grocery Boy” in a production of The Hobbit. No, there isn’t a grocery boy in the actual Hobbit novel as far as I remember, but there was one in the play and that’s who I was. I chose to speak in a ridiculously heavy British accent and I delivered groceries to Bilbo Baggins whilst he hosted the dwarves to a dinner near the beginning of the play. Hobbits didn’t care much for dwarves so my big moment was when I scrunched my nose with disgust and shouted the line, “Dwarves…like locusts!” and then Bilbo pushed me out of his home. Yes, the part was small, but I also played an elf later in the play and then even later I got to play an evil goblin as well.
The next summer, I was cast as one of two “Gong Boys” in a production of The Emperor’s New Clothes. It was another small role with a small amount of lines but it was fun because I had this cool comedic bit where my fellow gong boy partner hit the gong I was holding really hard and then my legs would shudder from the reverberation. Sounds a tad homoerotic, I know (not that there’s anything wrong with that!) but it got laughs from the audience and God knows I loved getting laughs.
Eventually, I started landing larger roles in WCT productions. One year, I was Edmund in The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe and then the next year I was The Sheriff of Nottingham in Robin Hood. I was also the head dwarf in Snow White and the Seven Dwarves. Oh, and I played a court jester in Aladdin, which was a different version from Disney’s Aladdin, by the way—you know, just in case you’re saying, “Wait, I don’t remember a court jester! He’s lying!” The Jester turned into an evil magician halfway through the play (this magician was basically the equivalent of Jafar in the Disney version) and what I loved about the role was that I could really explore my versatility. As the jester, I was a goofy clown, juggling and trying to make people laugh. As the magician, I was evil and sinister, the complete opposite of the jester. My job in the former role was to make the audience love me. My job in the latter role was to make the audience loathe me. I loved subverting the audience’s expectations. Just when they thought they loved me, I turned on them. Muahaha.
Overall, I loved being in the children’s theater. The atmosphere was very family-like and you grew very close to your castmates, directors, producers, stagehands etc. You grew especially close to each other during “hell week”, which was the naughty slang term referring to the “tech week” leading up to the opening performance. Sometimes we would have three performances in one single day so we would arrive at the theater around seven o’clock in the morning and literally be around each other until nine o’clock that night, or even later if we went out for ice cream after the show. In between performances we would play card games (‘Spit’ was usually the game of choice), listen to music (Nine Inch Nails and Stone Temple Pilots come to mind), eat food (usually pizza or McDonald’s) and, well, sometimes it was more fun hanging out backstage than being onstage acting.
For the last show of each production, the backstage crew would always play pranks on the cast members and I would sometimes be the target of those pranks. The one I remember the most above all others happened during the last Robin Hood performance. During one of the scenes, I had to page through a ledger for reasons I don’t recall and, when I went to open the ledger, I saw numerous pictures of morbidly obese women wearing nothing but string bikinis. These pictures were like something you would find in the “adult” section of the Spencer Gifts card aisle—you know, husky women with, like, quadruple-D breasts drooping down like a pair of soggy watermelons. It was extremely difficult not to laugh but I managed to maintain my composure even though I could see in my periphery that numerous stagehands were snickering offstage. After I said my lines, I slammed the ledger shut, harder than usual, almost like I wanted the crew to know that they didn’t break me. Of course, later into the performance, I started flubbing lines left and right, but I don’t think it was the prank that rattled me; I think I was just overtired, it being the last performance and all.

 

This is me backstage before Robin Hood (not wearing my Sheriff of Nottingham wig).



Me in my elf costume taken after a performance of The Hobbit.


 

There I am as the court jester after a performance of Aladdin.




This is me as the head dwarf in Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (non-Disney version). I was named Blick or Glick, something like that. Not Doc.

Between the years 1994-99, I was in about eight plays with WCT and all these were performed alongside school drama club musicals, such as Godspell, Guys and Dolls and City of Angels. I enjoyed all the roles I played in both the WCT plays and the drama club musicals but I think my most favorite role came from the most unlikeliest of places. Not from WCT…not from drama club, either…but from…Holy Moses…Church!

A little bio blurb from the Guys and Dolls program.

During my sophomore year of high school, I was attending CCD classes for my upcoming Confirmation and I started getting heavy into church activities so I could make the best out of what was otherwise a pretty boring process (sorry, God, not your fault). I was a lector at masses, doing readings from the Gospel and such. I also played drums in the youth band. And, somehow, I got recruited to play Pontius Pilate in The Passion play… 
Pontius Pilate surprisingly became my favorite acting role of all my various acting roles, and maybe this was because, at the time, I was tired of doing fairy-tale-type plays and flamboyant musicals. I had the burning desire to try something more ‘serious’. I didn’t know much about the Bible or especially the Gospels, but my instincts must have kicked in and I decided to play Pilate as a very sympathetic character. He is, of course, the guy who sentences Jesus to death but I depicted him as—not an evil villain—but as a politician at the mercy of public pressure.
We performed the play twice, once on Palm Sunday and then again on Good Friday. My performance was well-received and I had several parishioners (mostly elderly women) approach me afterwards to thank me for my performance. They said that I made them see Pilate in a whole new light: not as a one-dimensional villain but as a more complex human being. I felt proud about that. I mean, I had the power to change a person’s perspective, make them see people differently, even people from the most famous book of all time: The Holy Bible! This was also the first time I felt a responsibility as an actor, the responsibility of portraying a character in a manner that was true to that character and his or her human condition.
Despite my Pilate performance being a success, I started to get sick of acting as my high school years progressed. Maybe one of the reasons was that I was doing too much of it. I mean, there was WCT, there were the high school drama club musicals and then an occasional church play—okay, only one of those…but still. My senior year in high school I played a Hungarian Broadway director named Bela in a musical called Crazy for You. It was the last play I did for several years. Like with the drums, acting stopped being interesting to me. Besides, by this time, I had been bitten by another bug and an entirely new career aspiration was on the rise…