The plumber arrived early this morning to fix the sink. One of the main pipes is clogged and the water kept rising waist deep on the user. He then takes out a bundle of floss lines and so it is now apparent that this latest mishap is my fault. So I get to pay the plumber’s fee.
MAID: “ Sir how much should we pay him? “
FLIM: “ I don’t know…how much is the usual? “
MAID2: “ Maybe 100 is enough.”
FLIM: “ 100 is good.”
MAID1: “ But he did a lot of work.”
FLIM: “ Well how do you define a lot of work? “
MAID1: “ What’s define? “
FLIM: “ ……..How did you know he did a lot of work?”
MAID1: “ He was smoking a lot of cigarettes.”
FLIM: “ THAT’S NOT WORK!”
MAID1: “ He was there for a long time working.”
FLIM: >“ YEAH SMOKING! “
MAID1:” But he did a lot of work.”
FLIM: “ How would you know? You’re not a plumber? If you were a plumber then..You’d know if it was a lot of work. AND if YOU WERE A PLUMBER then we wouldn’t need him.”
Maid 1 looks at the wad of money on the table.
FLIM: “ Didn’t you ask him, how much is his fee? “
MAID1: “ Yes sir I did. He said that it’s up to you.”
FLIM: “ THAT’S JUST GREAT! LAY THE GUILT TRIP ON ME! WHY CAN’T THEY JUST COME UP WITH A FLAT FEE!”?
MAID 2: “ Give him 150.”
FLIM: “ That’s a little too high.”
MAID1:” I think sir it’s just right.”
FLIM: “ We’ll find out now, wont we.”
She goes over to the plumber who’s currently smoking his bad smelling ciggies outside the garden. He gets the money.
PLUMBER: “ THANK YOU SIR! THANK YOU! “
He then leaves.
FLIM: “ You paid him a lot! Should have stuck to the 100.”
MAID 1: “ How can you tell sir? “
FLIM: “ He said “ Thank you” two times! That’s a lot! He’s happy! If we paid him just about right he would have just taken the money and left without a word or a backward glance. Now if we paid him a little he would have thrown down the bad smelling ciggie and demanded that it’s not enough.”
MAID1 and 2 nods as it sink into them. I hate dealing with domestic stuff.
Friday, February 28, 2003
I arrive at the gym at around 5;30 in the morning and wait for it to open. I figure might as well hit the the machines first and break up some sweat so by the time I log in my shots and do a preliminary cut. I usually hang out with BONG the giant body builder. Usually the TV would be on and it would be switched to some news channel. Both of us are news freak.Just then a woman walks in and starts running on the treadmill. She was kind of heavy along the torso and the upper thighs.
BONG: “ She’s going to need more serious work. I’ve been training her for a year now and she just gets bigger and bigger.”
FLIM: “ Hey Bong…should I move my wrist closer to each other or further away? “
BONG: “ I wonder how her husband must feel when she wants some good sex? I wonder how he would look at her and …I wonder what he would do? “
FLIM: “ You’d be surprise to know that other men find heavy fat women sexy.”
BONG: “ECCCKKKKKK! “
FLIM:” No kidding.”
BONG: “ Your posture is wrong. Bend your legs.”
FLIM: “ Did you know that during the early RENAISSANCE, men found fat women sexy and mouth watering? “
BONG: “ NO! YOU’RE DOING YOUR MIND FUCKING THING ON ME AGAIN! “
FLIM: “ Seriously. You can see for yourself in the history books. All these fat women lying naked and fat. Lounging around drapes and vases filled with grapes and what have yous. They were called RUBINESQUE beauties. And do you know why there was a procession of fat women in paintings? Ever wonder why a painter during that time would ever take the time to put up an easel and smudge the colours and paint…them? ”
BONG flexes his biceps. It’s his non-verbal equivalent of a “ WHY”
FLIM: “ Because only the rich matrons can afford to get their pictures painted. Portraits are the medium of the rich. AND WHAT WERE THE MATRONS? Rich and fat women. So what came out of the paintings formed the sensibilities of the public. SO what’s out there? FAT PALE WOMEN! So what was hot were FAT PALE WOMEN! It’s their playboy and penthouses during that time. Can you imagine all these guys staring at the paintings and masturbating in front of them? “
BONG: “ ECCKKKKK!!!! “
FLIM: “ I bet all those shining stuff on the surface of those canvasses aren’t egg yolks for a polished finish! “
BONG: “ Ecckkk…I can’t..heheheehhhee”
Kojak was fired a week ago. I was parking the motorcycle in the garage when KOJAK tapped me on the shoulder and told me this.
FLIM: “ Why are they firing you? On what grounds? “
KOJAK: “ I don’t know? I’ve been doing a good job here and they do this to me.”
He shakes his head and went about packing his things. Of course he doesn’t tell me the real reason. The building Superintendent spills the whole deal.
SUP: “ HE WAS FIRED BECAUSE HE WAS CAUGHT BY ONE OF THE TENANTS RIDING THEIR WHITE PAJERO FOR A NIGHT OUT.”
Kojak comes back to get his bed and his electric fan.
FLIM: “ YOU IDIOT! YOU WERE FIRED BECAUSE YOU WERE USING THE CAR OF THE TENANT! WHY DID YOU DO THAT? “
KOJAK: “ I used the car to just buy some food in the corner.”
FLIM: “ WHY DIDN’T YOU JUST WALK? “
KOJAK: “ Its faster if I rode the car.”
FLIM: “ Why did you use the white pajero? “
KOJAK: “ It was the only thing available.”
He then leaves. The Superintendent walks in again.
FLIM: “ He said that he just used the PAJERO to buy some food in the corner. But it doesn’t seem to make sense.”
SUPES: “ HE DIDN’T USE IT TO BUY FOOD. HE BROUGHT IT OVER THE CABARET, TWO BLOCKS DOWN. HE WAS TRYING TO IMPRESS THE WHORES THERE! “
FLIM: “ WHAT A COCK! “
SUPES: “ NOT ONLY THAT..HE’S ALWAYS DRUNK AND HE VOMITS IN THE ENTRANCE EVERY MORNING! HE’S A DRUNK!!! “
The following morning, KOJAK comes back for his cooking utensils and his gas stove.
KOJAK: “ Can you get me some recommendations? “
FLIM: “I JUST HEARD THE FULL STORY. You had it great here. You got a few hundred pesos washing the cars and the petty chores and when you need to go home you just hitch with the drivers free of charge ….”
KOJAK: “ I use their pajero because they use to pay me 1,000 pesos for washing their car but now it sonly 500.”
I STOPPED LISTENING and just parked the bike. It’s totally useless to listen to people who justify their screw-ups with screwed up logic. Kojak was an interesting and very easygoing guy. The tenants all loved him. And he knew it and it must have gone straight thru his baldpate. Well… no more PUFFT! PUFFT! PUFFT stories in the garage.
FLIM: “ Why are they firing you? On what grounds? “
KOJAK: “ I don’t know? I’ve been doing a good job here and they do this to me.”
He shakes his head and went about packing his things. Of course he doesn’t tell me the real reason. The building Superintendent spills the whole deal.
SUP: “ HE WAS FIRED BECAUSE HE WAS CAUGHT BY ONE OF THE TENANTS RIDING THEIR WHITE PAJERO FOR A NIGHT OUT.”
Kojak comes back to get his bed and his electric fan.
FLIM: “ YOU IDIOT! YOU WERE FIRED BECAUSE YOU WERE USING THE CAR OF THE TENANT! WHY DID YOU DO THAT? “
KOJAK: “ I used the car to just buy some food in the corner.”
FLIM: “ WHY DIDN’T YOU JUST WALK? “
KOJAK: “ Its faster if I rode the car.”
FLIM: “ Why did you use the white pajero? “
KOJAK: “ It was the only thing available.”
He then leaves. The Superintendent walks in again.
FLIM: “ He said that he just used the PAJERO to buy some food in the corner. But it doesn’t seem to make sense.”
SUPES: “ HE DIDN’T USE IT TO BUY FOOD. HE BROUGHT IT OVER THE CABARET, TWO BLOCKS DOWN. HE WAS TRYING TO IMPRESS THE WHORES THERE! “
FLIM: “ WHAT A COCK! “
SUPES: “ NOT ONLY THAT..HE’S ALWAYS DRUNK AND HE VOMITS IN THE ENTRANCE EVERY MORNING! HE’S A DRUNK!!! “
The following morning, KOJAK comes back for his cooking utensils and his gas stove.
KOJAK: “ Can you get me some recommendations? “
FLIM: “I JUST HEARD THE FULL STORY. You had it great here. You got a few hundred pesos washing the cars and the petty chores and when you need to go home you just hitch with the drivers free of charge ….”
KOJAK: “ I use their pajero because they use to pay me 1,000 pesos for washing their car but now it sonly 500.”
I STOPPED LISTENING and just parked the bike. It’s totally useless to listen to people who justify their screw-ups with screwed up logic. Kojak was an interesting and very easygoing guy. The tenants all loved him. And he knew it and it must have gone straight thru his baldpate. Well… no more PUFFT! PUFFT! PUFFT stories in the garage.
Wednesday, February 26, 2003
My birthday came and went and still no tripod. My order hasn’t arrived yet and it’s so damn irritating. The tripod is supposed to be a gift from Cecile and her brother and sisters and her mom. Cecile warned me never to tell them how much the actual tripod costs because they will all have a heart attack.
FLIM: “ How can they chip in on a price they don’t know? “
CES: “ They’ll just pool in 500 bucks a piece and then I’ll give you the sum total of that and then you put in the difference.”
FLIM: “ Ok.”
CES: “ So when’s the tripod coming.”
FLIM: “ In three days.”
CES: “ But you have to have the gift for the celebration on Sunday. What are they going to present to you during the gift giving ceremony.”
Cecile’s family has this neat tradition whether Christmas or Birthdays were they all gather around and present the gifts to the celebrant with much fan fare and aplomb. And upon receiving the said article the celebrant must utter the time-honored phrase,“
THANKS! THIS IS WHAT I ALWAYS WANTED! “
FLIM: “ What can I do? They don’t have the tripod yet? It’s coming in three days. Can I just give you a catalogue photo and then have it presented to me as my forth coming gift?”
CES: ” Hmmmmmmm”
I have been plagued by the tripod problem since I went digital. The cameras are so damn light that it’s actually a chore to hold them steady. I didn’t have problems like this with film because of the giant cameras and heavy lenses I have to lug around.
The thing that really puzzles me is that before I didn’t care if I had a shitty tripod. I could actually make my shots with the ordinary tripods that I can get my hands on. And on screen it doesn’t show whether THE TRIPOD WAS RICKETY OR NOT PERFECTLY STABLE. But now all of a sudden I have to get the best and high tech tripod possible. And I begin to wonder…. Do I really need the expensive and most advance pod available or is it just pure whim?
Do I really need a high tech tripod…or better actors?
FLIM: “ How can they chip in on a price they don’t know? “
CES: “ They’ll just pool in 500 bucks a piece and then I’ll give you the sum total of that and then you put in the difference.”
FLIM: “ Ok.”
CES: “ So when’s the tripod coming.”
FLIM: “ In three days.”
CES: “ But you have to have the gift for the celebration on Sunday. What are they going to present to you during the gift giving ceremony.”
Cecile’s family has this neat tradition whether Christmas or Birthdays were they all gather around and present the gifts to the celebrant with much fan fare and aplomb. And upon receiving the said article the celebrant must utter the time-honored phrase,“
THANKS! THIS IS WHAT I ALWAYS WANTED! “
FLIM: “ What can I do? They don’t have the tripod yet? It’s coming in three days. Can I just give you a catalogue photo and then have it presented to me as my forth coming gift?”
CES: ” Hmmmmmmm”
I have been plagued by the tripod problem since I went digital. The cameras are so damn light that it’s actually a chore to hold them steady. I didn’t have problems like this with film because of the giant cameras and heavy lenses I have to lug around.
The thing that really puzzles me is that before I didn’t care if I had a shitty tripod. I could actually make my shots with the ordinary tripods that I can get my hands on. And on screen it doesn’t show whether THE TRIPOD WAS RICKETY OR NOT PERFECTLY STABLE. But now all of a sudden I have to get the best and high tech tripod possible. And I begin to wonder…. Do I really need the expensive and most advance pod available or is it just pure whim?
Do I really need a high tech tripod…or better actors?
Wednesday, February 19, 2003
AND NOW MAY I PRESENT…. THE BACCHANTE….
I spent valentines night on a yacht in the middle of Manila bay with this humongous lesbian who was more muscular than yours truly, gyrating to the song ‘ SUZY Q” But Im getting ahead of my tale. It started with me having dinner with Cecile. We were wondering if we should catch a movie. But then common sense reeled its head and we just decided to buy a pirated DVD, which was better than the projected image. We had KANGKONG sautéed with garlic (Absolutely delicious) followed by YANG CHOW fried rice, some spicy spare ribs and an exquisite pork in sweet and sour sauce. We were ready to retire when I got a call from a friend asking me if I wanted to join them in a party aboard a yacht.
I wasn’t so keen about the idea but Cecile insisted that I should. Maybe something would happen that be worth writing about. I told her to come with me but she was too full to even get out of bed.
DB his wife and TOKS the mechanic picked me up in a dark corner. I was totally shocked when I saw Toks.Since I have known him years ago, he was in the last stages of balding . Now he has a bouffant the size of ALGERIA. I walked beside DB and whispered casually.
“ That’s not a rug is it? “
DB: “ Implants I think. Don’t’ stare at it for goodness sake! “
FLIM: “ Well you can’t blame me now can you? Last time I saw him he was bald, genetically! How much did it cost? “
DB: “ As expensive as a 1,200 cc motorcycle! “
FLIM: “ Damn! “
I spent the entire evening looking at it. I just can’t help myself. I think I like him better when he had that YUL BRYNEER look. No matter how far the quantum leap for hair reinstallment has gone, it still looks rather…. odd! Or is it that my logical mind just cannot accept that hair gone can ever be reborn again!
We reached the Yacht club and it was totally deserted. As we walked the creaky planks I feared that maybe there was no party and that DB and the mechanic owed somebody money and I would be in a middle of an ambush!
Later we discovered that the yacht already put out to sea. And we’d need a smaller barge to ferry us across. As we got down on the boat. The stench of Manila bay greeted me like an unwelcome creditor. It was totally disgusting I must say. If the yacht we were going to suddenly got hijacked I most certainly won’t jump off board. I’d just take my chances with the kidnappers.
As our small barge approached the Yacht from the port bow I saw a strange apparition. On top of the deck there was this huge figure dancing semi-naked to the sounds of some 50’s rock and roll song. The moon shining down upon it.
DB: “ Ok some primers before we set on board. Her names” Raffles AND SHE’S A LESBIAN. There would be five girls there and you can take chat with any of them except for the one in the tight half shirt. That’s her pussy. And no one touches her pussy and expects to live. She’ll throw the offender over board.”
FLIM: “ My type of man! “
RAFFLES: “ HEY GUYS COME ON BOARD! YEAH!!!!!! “
DB: “ I think she’s on he fourth bottle.”
FLIM: “ So you say.”
I was introduced to Raffy and I just can’t take my eyes off of her giant biceps. It’s bigger than mine! Firm hand grip too! We sat on the couch and started drinking. I wasn’t really in the mood to drink so I just nursed my gin and tonic and pretended to take sips from time to time.
Half way into the evening Raffy and her girlfriend went down-bow and the other girls started screaming.
GIRLS: “ CATFIGHT! CAT FIGHT! “
Raffy then waved gamely and told them to get lost.Then they had a karaoke-screaming match. The details were too horrible to recount here just take my word for it.
FLIM: “ I didn’t really notice how bad the bay smells. But then again I was always above the shoreline. Way above! “
Raffy then grabbed the microphone and started singing SUZY Q. Her massive bodybuilder arms waving and flapping , to punctuate the high notes.
RAFFY: “ cool valentine party right? “
FLIM: “ Ohhh absolutely! “
Then it sturck me. I was in the middle of stinking ocean on board a ship captained by a giant Lesbian who had too much to drink. I loved it! Besides Raffy’s a nice fellow and has a tremendous singing voice. We docked back at around 4 in the morning. Told Cecile about it and she said she was sorry she missed it.
CECILE: “ That must have been thrilling. Being in the ocean with a bunch of drunken women.”
FLIM: “ Not all of them were women…”
I spent valentines night on a yacht in the middle of Manila bay with this humongous lesbian who was more muscular than yours truly, gyrating to the song ‘ SUZY Q” But Im getting ahead of my tale. It started with me having dinner with Cecile. We were wondering if we should catch a movie. But then common sense reeled its head and we just decided to buy a pirated DVD, which was better than the projected image. We had KANGKONG sautéed with garlic (Absolutely delicious) followed by YANG CHOW fried rice, some spicy spare ribs and an exquisite pork in sweet and sour sauce. We were ready to retire when I got a call from a friend asking me if I wanted to join them in a party aboard a yacht.
I wasn’t so keen about the idea but Cecile insisted that I should. Maybe something would happen that be worth writing about. I told her to come with me but she was too full to even get out of bed.
DB his wife and TOKS the mechanic picked me up in a dark corner. I was totally shocked when I saw Toks.Since I have known him years ago, he was in the last stages of balding . Now he has a bouffant the size of ALGERIA. I walked beside DB and whispered casually.
“ That’s not a rug is it? “
DB: “ Implants I think. Don’t’ stare at it for goodness sake! “
FLIM: “ Well you can’t blame me now can you? Last time I saw him he was bald, genetically! How much did it cost? “
DB: “ As expensive as a 1,200 cc motorcycle! “
FLIM: “ Damn! “
I spent the entire evening looking at it. I just can’t help myself. I think I like him better when he had that YUL BRYNEER look. No matter how far the quantum leap for hair reinstallment has gone, it still looks rather…. odd! Or is it that my logical mind just cannot accept that hair gone can ever be reborn again!
We reached the Yacht club and it was totally deserted. As we walked the creaky planks I feared that maybe there was no party and that DB and the mechanic owed somebody money and I would be in a middle of an ambush!
Later we discovered that the yacht already put out to sea. And we’d need a smaller barge to ferry us across. As we got down on the boat. The stench of Manila bay greeted me like an unwelcome creditor. It was totally disgusting I must say. If the yacht we were going to suddenly got hijacked I most certainly won’t jump off board. I’d just take my chances with the kidnappers.
As our small barge approached the Yacht from the port bow I saw a strange apparition. On top of the deck there was this huge figure dancing semi-naked to the sounds of some 50’s rock and roll song. The moon shining down upon it.
DB: “ Ok some primers before we set on board. Her names” Raffles AND SHE’S A LESBIAN. There would be five girls there and you can take chat with any of them except for the one in the tight half shirt. That’s her pussy. And no one touches her pussy and expects to live. She’ll throw the offender over board.”
FLIM: “ My type of man! “
RAFFLES: “ HEY GUYS COME ON BOARD! YEAH!!!!!! “
DB: “ I think she’s on he fourth bottle.”
FLIM: “ So you say.”
I was introduced to Raffy and I just can’t take my eyes off of her giant biceps. It’s bigger than mine! Firm hand grip too! We sat on the couch and started drinking. I wasn’t really in the mood to drink so I just nursed my gin and tonic and pretended to take sips from time to time.
Half way into the evening Raffy and her girlfriend went down-bow and the other girls started screaming.
GIRLS: “ CATFIGHT! CAT FIGHT! “
Raffy then waved gamely and told them to get lost.Then they had a karaoke-screaming match. The details were too horrible to recount here just take my word for it.
FLIM: “ I didn’t really notice how bad the bay smells. But then again I was always above the shoreline. Way above! “
Raffy then grabbed the microphone and started singing SUZY Q. Her massive bodybuilder arms waving and flapping , to punctuate the high notes.
RAFFY: “ cool valentine party right? “
FLIM: “ Ohhh absolutely! “
Then it sturck me. I was in the middle of stinking ocean on board a ship captained by a giant Lesbian who had too much to drink. I loved it! Besides Raffy’s a nice fellow and has a tremendous singing voice. We docked back at around 4 in the morning. Told Cecile about it and she said she was sorry she missed it.
CECILE: “ That must have been thrilling. Being in the ocean with a bunch of drunken women.”
FLIM: “ Not all of them were women…”
Friday, February 14, 2003
CECILE: " I had this dream that my brothers and sisters were walking around with holes in them."
FLIM: " Hey that's a cool premise for a film.id have the actors moving with green plates on their stomachs and then map it out later."
CECILE: " They dont have holes in their stomachs. Just holes in their clothes and shirts.It started when my brother came over Moms place and i saw him wearing a hole in his shirt.In the dream i was tryong desperately to cover up the holes but the things I put in just falls back...into the holes.It can't be covered up.Do you think it means something ?"
FLIM: " Your dream was spraked by the image of your brother wearing the shirt with the hole. It must have made a huge dent in your sub- con because it manifested into your dream.Dont worry about it."
I guess its not teh proper time to tell her about the dream I had last night concerning me and a chicken lying in bed on a nice satin sheet.
FLIM: " Hey that's a cool premise for a film.id have the actors moving with green plates on their stomachs and then map it out later."
CECILE: " They dont have holes in their stomachs. Just holes in their clothes and shirts.It started when my brother came over Moms place and i saw him wearing a hole in his shirt.In the dream i was tryong desperately to cover up the holes but the things I put in just falls back...into the holes.It can't be covered up.Do you think it means something ?"
FLIM: " Your dream was spraked by the image of your brother wearing the shirt with the hole. It must have made a huge dent in your sub- con because it manifested into your dream.Dont worry about it."
I guess its not teh proper time to tell her about the dream I had last night concerning me and a chicken lying in bed on a nice satin sheet.
This is the WASTED logo I designed for the film.Told Alange to use this as the background for the website's opening page. But then again the EGOTISTICAL and PRIMA DONNA ACTOR wanted his face on main page.Another irrefutable evidence that his brain has turned to sludge! Promised him that i would send more photos to the WASTEDMOVIE site.But i dropped them off here first!
Wednesday, February 12, 2003
Today Im going to the office of Cecile’s dad with my camera, the shitty tripod and will shoot stock footages of people burning to death and being disintegrated by death rays from outer space! Don’t ask me how im going to do it. I’ll just wing this as I move along. Ohh yeah I also need to shoot fifty people running out from the streets and screaming their lungs out!
CECILE: “ And how are you going to do that? You don’t even have the budget of feeding or bribing the traffic aides! “
FLIM: “ NEVER TELL ME THE ODDS!”
CECILE: “ I’m impressed with your audacity! “
FLIM: “ You seem to forget, ITS ME! “
CECILE: “ This I have to see..”
CECILE: “ And how are you going to do that? You don’t even have the budget of feeding or bribing the traffic aides! “
FLIM: “ NEVER TELL ME THE ODDS!”
CECILE: “ I’m impressed with your audacity! “
FLIM: “ You seem to forget, ITS ME! “
CECILE: “ This I have to see..”
FISHING FOR A RETINA
Had to wake up early to accompany Cecile to the eye doctor for her RETINA SURGERY PART 2.We had to leave at 8. I was awake at 6 because Selina was howling in her sleep. Probably having nightmares after watching LEATHER FACE saw two guys in half in the classic TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE. I watched the documentary THE BATTLE OVER CITIZEN KANE as I tried jump-starting the neurons in my head. I felt bad for WELLES. The only great and original director to come out of AMERICA and what does HOLLYWOOD do? They ostracize him. CITIZEN KANE is the one and true great American film. NOT STAR WARS! NOT JAWS! CITIZEN KANE!
I was so engrossed with t he documentary that I didn’t notice that it was already 8. Cecile comes in and takes one good look at me with my morning shorts on and tells me that she was going on ahead.
CECILE: “ We have to be there before 8:30. I don’t want to be patient number 3. You don’t have to accompany I’ll just go on ahead.”
I thought about not accompanying her. After all it’s just a couple of laser beams going ZAP! ZAP! And doesn’t even hurt. Technically it’s not surgery. But on second thought I WANT TO BE THERE! GIVE HER MORAL SUPPORT AND ALL. Maybe she’d need someone to hand her toothpicks and stuff.
I had to dress up fast and shut the player and grab the camera container (Might as well shoot some stock footages!) and my worn out copy of ALAN MOORE’S WATCHMEN. I rush down only to find the car already left!
I quickly scanned the streets and saw it rounding the corner. I started running and hollering
FLIM: “ WAIT FOR ME!!!!! “
They heard me after I ran four blocks.
FLIM: “ WHAT THE HELL! “( pant! pant! )
CECILE: ” I didn’t know that you could run so fast! “
She was lauging and giggling.I'm glad that I was able to be the source of amusement for a patient prior to having an operation.
FLIM: “ CAN IT WILL YOU! I JUST RAN FIVE BLOCKS! “
CECILE:” Well you could have caught up with us after the 3rd block if you lost more weight.”
FLIM: “ Very funny! I was lugging the heavy camera case and a heavy comic book! “
WE arrived at 8:30. But true to form MANG LITO the driver brought us to the wrong building.
FLIM: “ It’s the other building! The one before this!
MANG LITO: “ They all look alike! “
Once we got to the RIGHT BUILDING, Cecile runs into the entrance like the final dash of the 500-meter run so that she can win the title of NUMBAH 1 PATIENT. She really is determined to be on top.
I finished my morning race earlier on and I just casually walked out of the car and into the building. Then I saw her staring dumbfounded at the door of the clinic. There in a large sign.
ATTENTION TO ALL PATIENTS OF DR NAV. DR. NAV WONT BE COMING IN TODAY
FLIM: “ Well look at the bright side. You are numbah 1 pateint!"
Cecile goes inside.
CECILE: “ HOW COULD THIS BE? I was supposed to have my retina repaired! When did He cancel his appointments? “
SECRETARY: “ The doctor called this morning to cancel his appointments. He had an emergency. HAD TO FLY TO CEBU. But he will be back tomorrow”
FLIM: ” Yeah he had an emergency GOLF GAME.”
SECRETARY: “ Ahh.. Dr NAV does not play golf.”
FLIM: “ He’s off fishing then.”
CECILE: “ But he said that I should have my retinas repaired ASAP. That it could give out any moment. That’s why he scheduled this operation today! “
SECRETARY: Im sorry …”
FLIM: “ Apparently his fishing expedition is more important or your retina isn’t that much in danger of detaching as we HAVE BEEN LED TO BELIEVE! “
SECRETARY: “ If you want you can wait for DR NAVA’S SON IN LAW and he’ll check you up. But only DR NAVA will do the operation.’
FLIM: “ You mean his son in law didn’t accompany him fishing? He must not be the favorite SON IN LAW.”
Cecile: “ But what’s the point of waiting for him when he can’t do a thing.”
FLIM: “ He’s just going to look at your retina and say..” MY FATHER IN LAW is correct you must have a retina attachment session when he comes back… That would be 1,500 pesos please! NEXT! “
CECILE: “ What do you think? “
FLIM: “ I SAY, GET A SECOND OPINION “
Just then the door opens and a female patient pokes her head.
PATIENT 2: “ WHAT DO YOU MEAN DR NAVA ISN’T HERE?”
FLIM: “ WELCOME TO THE CLUB, MADAME!”
PATIENT 2: “ He told us just yesterday to come here so that he can check my MOTHER’S EYE because she needs immediate attention.”
FLIM: ” Not as immediate as an emergency game of golf.”
SECRETARY: “ Dr Nava does not play golf.”
FLIM: “ I know that! Just checking if you’re consistent! “
PATEINT: “ WE CAME ALL THE WAY FROM BANAWE! HE COULD HAVE HAD THE DECENCY OF INFORMING HIS PATIENTS! “
FLIM: " DAMN STRAIGHT!
SECRETARY: “ I m sorry…”
I sat down and read the papers as Cecile tried to think of what to do next. As I flip the pages. I stumbled across a report of…
FLIM: “ Hey Cess…check this out WHALE SHARKS OFF THE COAST OF CEBU. I bet the good doctor read this in the paper today and immediately packed his bags to go bag himself a WHALE FISH.”
CECILE: “ I don’t want to do the retina surgery with him anymore. I’m going to get a second opinion.”
So we left the office and took the ride home.
CECILE: “ Doctor’s don’t have any sympathy for their patients! “
FLIM: “ Well don’t blame them. I mean It’s hard to take someone whose disease put your son thru college seriously! I mean all patients are walking cash cows! You’d be shocked as to what they talk about when doctors are off on vacation.
DOCTOR: “ FORE! Damn I had this patient and she had this mild case of glaucoma and I had to tell her that it would take four weeks of treatment before it gets taken out.bought myself a home theater system with that!LIFE IS SOOOO GOOD!!!! ”
DOCTOR2: “ YOU BASTARD! I TOLD MINE I’D WOULD TAKE A WEEK!”
DOCTOR3: “ OH MY GOSH! I CURED MINE AFTER ONE SITTING! ‘
DOCTORS 1 & 2: ‘ IMBECILE! “
CECILE: “ I don’t want to go home yet. Let’s go to the mall.”
FLIM: “ Its only 8:45. Malls open at 10.”
CECILE: “ You could go shopping for your birthday. Pia IS ASKING WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY.”
Its very nice of Cecile’s sister to asked. They have a cool tradition in Cecile’s family. They ask what the celebrant wants for their gift so that at least the celebrant gets what he wants and not the thing that'd force him to say.
CELEBRANT: “ WOW THANKS! THAT’S JUST WHAT I ALWAYS…( Moan! But hide it in tears of joy mode! )…Wanted.”
Hmmmm that’s a very good question. I racked my brains, thinking of an answer. What do I really want? A scanner SO I CAN POST MY COOL PICTURES OF THE BIKE AND THE SHOOTING IN PROGRESS? NO! That's a vanity enterprise! How about the hardbound ART OF THE ATTACK OF THE CLONES? No it’s an art book that I can read in a few minutes and then'it would be rendered useless and consigned to the bookshelf ,gathering dust. WHAT DO I REALLY NEED? A STEADICAM HARNESS… That’s hard to find here and it costs a bundle!
FLIM: “ I COULD SAY WORLD PEACE. But that’s not going to happen.I NEED A TRIPOD!
CECILE: “ Ok I’ll Tex her that and we can all pool in for your tripod.”
FLIM: “ OHH GREAT! THAT WOULD BE GREAT! IMAGINE I CAN FINALLY HAVE A TRIPOD THAT DOESNT LEAN TOWARDS THE RIGHT AND WOULD ACTUALLY HOLD THE BALANCE! Well let’s go to QUIAPO then so I can check out what tripod model I could find. And what are you going to do? “
CECILE: ”Buy two pairs of shoes with the money you gave me.”
FLIM: “ Knock yourself out!”
We arrived at QUIAPO and Cecile went off to SM QUIAPO to buy shoes.
I checked all the stores and came up with an ok tripod that costs 4,000 pesos.
I call Cecile up.
FLIM: “ Uhmmm the tripod I saw is around 4,000. I think it’s a little steep for a gift.”
CECILE: “ Nah its ok. We’re all going to pool in. But is that what you want? “
FLIM: “ well it’s fashionably black and looks cool but its rickety and the head doesn’t swivel smoothly. I’m not too sure.”
CECILE: “ Then pick up the one you like.”
I then looked all over and saw the best tripod they had. Well not the best the 2nd to the best. The best was 16,500. The 2nd to the best was the SLICK PRO 700 .And it cost 5,600.
FLIM: ‘ WELL I FOUND the one I like but….”
CECILE: “ Yes? “
FLIM: “ Its 5,600. It’s too much.”
CECILE: “ Yes you’re right. Well then choose the cheaper one.”
FLIM: “ Its rickety! I’ll think of something else. Did you buy your shoes? “
CECILE: “ Im still choosing.”
So I walked back to SM and thought about the tripod. I do NEED A NEW TRIPOD. The old one is extremely shitty! I long dreamt of doing a cool slow pan that would look exactly good and without any halts and stoppages! I thought about buying the tripod myself as a gift to myself. But then again there are bills to pay and the Internet payments are looming at the back of the corner. BUT THE TRIPOD IS ESSENTIAL TOO. I MEAN THAT’S THE LEG I STAND ON! From where Im standing it should be ALANGUILAN WHO SHOULD BE BUYING ME THE TRIPOD FOR STALLING THE SHOOTING OF WASTED! THAT DAMN IDIOT! IF ONLY I COULD PICKLE AND BOTTLE HIM, HE’D MAKE A GOOD CONVERSATION PIECE IN MY LOURVE!
Had to wake up early to accompany Cecile to the eye doctor for her RETINA SURGERY PART 2.We had to leave at 8. I was awake at 6 because Selina was howling in her sleep. Probably having nightmares after watching LEATHER FACE saw two guys in half in the classic TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE. I watched the documentary THE BATTLE OVER CITIZEN KANE as I tried jump-starting the neurons in my head. I felt bad for WELLES. The only great and original director to come out of AMERICA and what does HOLLYWOOD do? They ostracize him. CITIZEN KANE is the one and true great American film. NOT STAR WARS! NOT JAWS! CITIZEN KANE!
I was so engrossed with t he documentary that I didn’t notice that it was already 8. Cecile comes in and takes one good look at me with my morning shorts on and tells me that she was going on ahead.
CECILE: “ We have to be there before 8:30. I don’t want to be patient number 3. You don’t have to accompany I’ll just go on ahead.”
I thought about not accompanying her. After all it’s just a couple of laser beams going ZAP! ZAP! And doesn’t even hurt. Technically it’s not surgery. But on second thought I WANT TO BE THERE! GIVE HER MORAL SUPPORT AND ALL. Maybe she’d need someone to hand her toothpicks and stuff.
I had to dress up fast and shut the player and grab the camera container (Might as well shoot some stock footages!) and my worn out copy of ALAN MOORE’S WATCHMEN. I rush down only to find the car already left!
I quickly scanned the streets and saw it rounding the corner. I started running and hollering
FLIM: “ WAIT FOR ME!!!!! “
They heard me after I ran four blocks.
FLIM: “ WHAT THE HELL! “( pant! pant! )
CECILE: ” I didn’t know that you could run so fast! “
She was lauging and giggling.I'm glad that I was able to be the source of amusement for a patient prior to having an operation.
FLIM: “ CAN IT WILL YOU! I JUST RAN FIVE BLOCKS! “
CECILE:” Well you could have caught up with us after the 3rd block if you lost more weight.”
FLIM: “ Very funny! I was lugging the heavy camera case and a heavy comic book! “
WE arrived at 8:30. But true to form MANG LITO the driver brought us to the wrong building.
FLIM: “ It’s the other building! The one before this!
MANG LITO: “ They all look alike! “
Once we got to the RIGHT BUILDING, Cecile runs into the entrance like the final dash of the 500-meter run so that she can win the title of NUMBAH 1 PATIENT. She really is determined to be on top.
I finished my morning race earlier on and I just casually walked out of the car and into the building. Then I saw her staring dumbfounded at the door of the clinic. There in a large sign.
ATTENTION TO ALL PATIENTS OF DR NAV. DR. NAV WONT BE COMING IN TODAY
FLIM: “ Well look at the bright side. You are numbah 1 pateint!"
Cecile goes inside.
CECILE: “ HOW COULD THIS BE? I was supposed to have my retina repaired! When did He cancel his appointments? “
SECRETARY: “ The doctor called this morning to cancel his appointments. He had an emergency. HAD TO FLY TO CEBU. But he will be back tomorrow”
FLIM: ” Yeah he had an emergency GOLF GAME.”
SECRETARY: “ Ahh.. Dr NAV does not play golf.”
FLIM: “ He’s off fishing then.”
CECILE: “ But he said that I should have my retinas repaired ASAP. That it could give out any moment. That’s why he scheduled this operation today! “
SECRETARY: Im sorry …”
FLIM: “ Apparently his fishing expedition is more important or your retina isn’t that much in danger of detaching as we HAVE BEEN LED TO BELIEVE! “
SECRETARY: “ If you want you can wait for DR NAVA’S SON IN LAW and he’ll check you up. But only DR NAVA will do the operation.’
FLIM: “ You mean his son in law didn’t accompany him fishing? He must not be the favorite SON IN LAW.”
Cecile: “ But what’s the point of waiting for him when he can’t do a thing.”
FLIM: “ He’s just going to look at your retina and say..” MY FATHER IN LAW is correct you must have a retina attachment session when he comes back… That would be 1,500 pesos please! NEXT! “
CECILE: “ What do you think? “
FLIM: “ I SAY, GET A SECOND OPINION “
Just then the door opens and a female patient pokes her head.
PATIENT 2: “ WHAT DO YOU MEAN DR NAVA ISN’T HERE?”
FLIM: “ WELCOME TO THE CLUB, MADAME!”
PATIENT 2: “ He told us just yesterday to come here so that he can check my MOTHER’S EYE because she needs immediate attention.”
FLIM: ” Not as immediate as an emergency game of golf.”
SECRETARY: “ Dr Nava does not play golf.”
FLIM: “ I know that! Just checking if you’re consistent! “
PATEINT: “ WE CAME ALL THE WAY FROM BANAWE! HE COULD HAVE HAD THE DECENCY OF INFORMING HIS PATIENTS! “
FLIM: " DAMN STRAIGHT!
SECRETARY: “ I m sorry…”
I sat down and read the papers as Cecile tried to think of what to do next. As I flip the pages. I stumbled across a report of…
FLIM: “ Hey Cess…check this out WHALE SHARKS OFF THE COAST OF CEBU. I bet the good doctor read this in the paper today and immediately packed his bags to go bag himself a WHALE FISH.”
CECILE: “ I don’t want to do the retina surgery with him anymore. I’m going to get a second opinion.”
So we left the office and took the ride home.
CECILE: “ Doctor’s don’t have any sympathy for their patients! “
FLIM: “ Well don’t blame them. I mean It’s hard to take someone whose disease put your son thru college seriously! I mean all patients are walking cash cows! You’d be shocked as to what they talk about when doctors are off on vacation.
DOCTOR: “ FORE! Damn I had this patient and she had this mild case of glaucoma and I had to tell her that it would take four weeks of treatment before it gets taken out.bought myself a home theater system with that!LIFE IS SOOOO GOOD!!!! ”
DOCTOR2: “ YOU BASTARD! I TOLD MINE I’D WOULD TAKE A WEEK!”
DOCTOR3: “ OH MY GOSH! I CURED MINE AFTER ONE SITTING! ‘
DOCTORS 1 & 2: ‘ IMBECILE! “
CECILE: “ I don’t want to go home yet. Let’s go to the mall.”
FLIM: “ Its only 8:45. Malls open at 10.”
CECILE: “ You could go shopping for your birthday. Pia IS ASKING WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY.”
Its very nice of Cecile’s sister to asked. They have a cool tradition in Cecile’s family. They ask what the celebrant wants for their gift so that at least the celebrant gets what he wants and not the thing that'd force him to say.
CELEBRANT: “ WOW THANKS! THAT’S JUST WHAT I ALWAYS…( Moan! But hide it in tears of joy mode! )…Wanted.”
Hmmmm that’s a very good question. I racked my brains, thinking of an answer. What do I really want? A scanner SO I CAN POST MY COOL PICTURES OF THE BIKE AND THE SHOOTING IN PROGRESS? NO! That's a vanity enterprise! How about the hardbound ART OF THE ATTACK OF THE CLONES? No it’s an art book that I can read in a few minutes and then'it would be rendered useless and consigned to the bookshelf ,gathering dust. WHAT DO I REALLY NEED? A STEADICAM HARNESS… That’s hard to find here and it costs a bundle!
FLIM: “ I COULD SAY WORLD PEACE. But that’s not going to happen.I NEED A TRIPOD!
CECILE: “ Ok I’ll Tex her that and we can all pool in for your tripod.”
FLIM: “ OHH GREAT! THAT WOULD BE GREAT! IMAGINE I CAN FINALLY HAVE A TRIPOD THAT DOESNT LEAN TOWARDS THE RIGHT AND WOULD ACTUALLY HOLD THE BALANCE! Well let’s go to QUIAPO then so I can check out what tripod model I could find. And what are you going to do? “
CECILE: ”Buy two pairs of shoes with the money you gave me.”
FLIM: “ Knock yourself out!”
We arrived at QUIAPO and Cecile went off to SM QUIAPO to buy shoes.
I checked all the stores and came up with an ok tripod that costs 4,000 pesos.
I call Cecile up.
FLIM: “ Uhmmm the tripod I saw is around 4,000. I think it’s a little steep for a gift.”
CECILE: “ Nah its ok. We’re all going to pool in. But is that what you want? “
FLIM: “ well it’s fashionably black and looks cool but its rickety and the head doesn’t swivel smoothly. I’m not too sure.”
CECILE: “ Then pick up the one you like.”
I then looked all over and saw the best tripod they had. Well not the best the 2nd to the best. The best was 16,500. The 2nd to the best was the SLICK PRO 700 .And it cost 5,600.
FLIM: ‘ WELL I FOUND the one I like but….”
CECILE: “ Yes? “
FLIM: “ Its 5,600. It’s too much.”
CECILE: “ Yes you’re right. Well then choose the cheaper one.”
FLIM: “ Its rickety! I’ll think of something else. Did you buy your shoes? “
CECILE: “ Im still choosing.”
So I walked back to SM and thought about the tripod. I do NEED A NEW TRIPOD. The old one is extremely shitty! I long dreamt of doing a cool slow pan that would look exactly good and without any halts and stoppages! I thought about buying the tripod myself as a gift to myself. But then again there are bills to pay and the Internet payments are looming at the back of the corner. BUT THE TRIPOD IS ESSENTIAL TOO. I MEAN THAT’S THE LEG I STAND ON! From where Im standing it should be ALANGUILAN WHO SHOULD BE BUYING ME THE TRIPOD FOR STALLING THE SHOOTING OF WASTED! THAT DAMN IDIOT! IF ONLY I COULD PICKLE AND BOTTLE HIM, HE’D MAKE A GOOD CONVERSATION PIECE IN MY LOURVE!
Monday, February 10, 2003
MY LAWRENCE OF ARABIA DAY.
Sunday was damn tiring. I had to shoot two projects back to back. Plus there was Cecile’s family’s KALAW GRAND REUNION sandwiched in between. Woke up at around 5:AM to check on the equipment and wipe the lenses clear of any smudges. Everything was packed in my nuclear free containers. Then there was the tripod. That rickety old tripod. My STEADICAM hasn’t arrived yet and my monthly savings went to that. Was planning to get a fluid head but the stupid RECTIFIER AND BIKE BATTERY took care of that( Will deal with that in a special FLASH BACK EPISODE)
I guess I have no choice. I sat back waiting for THE SUNDANCE KID who is co-producing the documentary with me.
The weather was fantastic for riding the motorcycle. Nary a cloud in the sky. DAMN! THIS WAS MY LAWRENCE OF ARABIA DAY. I’d clean the bike and then take her out for a spin in the nice green countryside. REALITY CHECK came knocking seconds later. Yes THERE ARE NO GREEN SCENERY HERE IN MANILA. BUT THAT WAS THE SPIRIT!
SUNDANCE arrives on time and were off and running. AS I told SUNDANCE I’m not really into documentaries. It doesn’t give me the control I want in shaping the film.Before embarking on a single footage being shot I always board it and plan the shots and what lenses I will be using for a particular scene. RIGHT DOWN TO THE FRAME COUNTS! BUT IN A DOCUMENTARY, I m at the mercy of the subject matter. And no amount of techno gloss and camera wizardry can make a droll subject exciting. I’M AT THE MERCY OF THE TOPIC!
CECILE’S ANCESTRAL GATHERING was at 11:30. The general plan was to shoot up until 11 and then SUNDANCE would drop me at ROCKWELL. In this rest called the DISH. The clan rented out the entire establishment for the day.
That was the plan. But when I was on location I discovered that I needed as much footage that I could get and in the middle of the shoot I realized that I had to forego the GATHERING and stay and finish what I can finish.
SUNDANCE: “ Wouldn’t Cecile get angry? “
FLIM: “ NAHH… She knows this is important.”
I was then handed a plate of spaghetti, some roll sand a sandwich. It wasn’t cooked very well but then again Im a picky BASTARD when it comes to spaghetti. However I do appreciate the spirit in which it was given. And there was so much caring and warmth that permeated the interaction that the taste of the food hardly mattered at all.
FLIM: “ Lets get the tripod out so that I can do steady shots.”
SUNDANCE: “ UHHHH …we can’t. I left the keys inside the car.”
Well that rather puts out the steam in our sails. Well I can’t get a decent shot on that tripod anyway.
SUNDANCE then mysteriously disappears after contacting a KEY SMITH. After an hour the SMITH comes to me and tells me that the car doors are opened. I then called SUNDANCE.
FLIM: “ WHERE ARE YOU? “
SUNDANCE: “ I GOT A SPARE KEY FROM MY FRIEND. I HAVE IT NOW.”
FLIM: “ Your car door is opened now.”
SUNDANCE: “ Ohhh..”
I was home at around 1;45 p.m. I rummaged thru the fridge for some lunch. Unfortunately the cook didn’t…cook. So I was stuck with some PANDAN cookies to carry me thru the day for the second shoot which was to occur at around 3;00 P.M.
I just sat there in the cave and edited. Because I didn’t want to sleep in fear of not waking up on time.
The car arrived at 3 and I hauled the guns and the grenades and the lighting equipment and zoomed back to ROCKWELL to pick CECILE and SELINA up. Also met with GILES my actor for the film that afternoon.
We picked up RICHARD in Cecile's dads bldg where we have the entire building for ourselves. But Giles wasn’t able to get the keys for the main office room. So we had to go to MAKATI SPORTS and pick up the spare key.
The weather was beautiful still. And I noted how the sun was slowly going down. The scene that we were supposed to shoot was supposed to take place in the morning. Well anyway. We got into the office and shot like hell!
We finished at around 7:30. Cecile sent me a JUNK FOOD AND DIET DALANDAN AIDE PACKAGE for my two actors and me. Very sweet of her. I didn’t eat the junk food and just gave it to my actors. I was worried that we might run out despite the fact that I’m starving to death because all I had was that stupid PANDAN CAKE!
Once we took Giles home I slumped down on the chair and devoured some canned sardines. Cecile insisted that I watch THE RING >(JAPANESE VERSION) with her. Which I did and she got pretty weired out and its not easy to weird her out.
As much as I love THE RING I couldn’t stay awake. I was too tired to even get the willies.
Sunday was damn tiring. I had to shoot two projects back to back. Plus there was Cecile’s family’s KALAW GRAND REUNION sandwiched in between. Woke up at around 5:AM to check on the equipment and wipe the lenses clear of any smudges. Everything was packed in my nuclear free containers. Then there was the tripod. That rickety old tripod. My STEADICAM hasn’t arrived yet and my monthly savings went to that. Was planning to get a fluid head but the stupid RECTIFIER AND BIKE BATTERY took care of that( Will deal with that in a special FLASH BACK EPISODE)
I guess I have no choice. I sat back waiting for THE SUNDANCE KID who is co-producing the documentary with me.
The weather was fantastic for riding the motorcycle. Nary a cloud in the sky. DAMN! THIS WAS MY LAWRENCE OF ARABIA DAY. I’d clean the bike and then take her out for a spin in the nice green countryside. REALITY CHECK came knocking seconds later. Yes THERE ARE NO GREEN SCENERY HERE IN MANILA. BUT THAT WAS THE SPIRIT!
SUNDANCE arrives on time and were off and running. AS I told SUNDANCE I’m not really into documentaries. It doesn’t give me the control I want in shaping the film.Before embarking on a single footage being shot I always board it and plan the shots and what lenses I will be using for a particular scene. RIGHT DOWN TO THE FRAME COUNTS! BUT IN A DOCUMENTARY, I m at the mercy of the subject matter. And no amount of techno gloss and camera wizardry can make a droll subject exciting. I’M AT THE MERCY OF THE TOPIC!
CECILE’S ANCESTRAL GATHERING was at 11:30. The general plan was to shoot up until 11 and then SUNDANCE would drop me at ROCKWELL. In this rest called the DISH. The clan rented out the entire establishment for the day.
That was the plan. But when I was on location I discovered that I needed as much footage that I could get and in the middle of the shoot I realized that I had to forego the GATHERING and stay and finish what I can finish.
SUNDANCE: “ Wouldn’t Cecile get angry? “
FLIM: “ NAHH… She knows this is important.”
I was then handed a plate of spaghetti, some roll sand a sandwich. It wasn’t cooked very well but then again Im a picky BASTARD when it comes to spaghetti. However I do appreciate the spirit in which it was given. And there was so much caring and warmth that permeated the interaction that the taste of the food hardly mattered at all.
FLIM: “ Lets get the tripod out so that I can do steady shots.”
SUNDANCE: “ UHHHH …we can’t. I left the keys inside the car.”
Well that rather puts out the steam in our sails. Well I can’t get a decent shot on that tripod anyway.
SUNDANCE then mysteriously disappears after contacting a KEY SMITH. After an hour the SMITH comes to me and tells me that the car doors are opened. I then called SUNDANCE.
FLIM: “ WHERE ARE YOU? “
SUNDANCE: “ I GOT A SPARE KEY FROM MY FRIEND. I HAVE IT NOW.”
FLIM: “ Your car door is opened now.”
SUNDANCE: “ Ohhh..”
I was home at around 1;45 p.m. I rummaged thru the fridge for some lunch. Unfortunately the cook didn’t…cook. So I was stuck with some PANDAN cookies to carry me thru the day for the second shoot which was to occur at around 3;00 P.M.
I just sat there in the cave and edited. Because I didn’t want to sleep in fear of not waking up on time.
The car arrived at 3 and I hauled the guns and the grenades and the lighting equipment and zoomed back to ROCKWELL to pick CECILE and SELINA up. Also met with GILES my actor for the film that afternoon.
We picked up RICHARD in Cecile's dads bldg where we have the entire building for ourselves. But Giles wasn’t able to get the keys for the main office room. So we had to go to MAKATI SPORTS and pick up the spare key.
The weather was beautiful still. And I noted how the sun was slowly going down. The scene that we were supposed to shoot was supposed to take place in the morning. Well anyway. We got into the office and shot like hell!
We finished at around 7:30. Cecile sent me a JUNK FOOD AND DIET DALANDAN AIDE PACKAGE for my two actors and me. Very sweet of her. I didn’t eat the junk food and just gave it to my actors. I was worried that we might run out despite the fact that I’m starving to death because all I had was that stupid PANDAN CAKE!
Once we took Giles home I slumped down on the chair and devoured some canned sardines. Cecile insisted that I watch THE RING >(JAPANESE VERSION) with her. Which I did and she got pretty weired out and its not easy to weird her out.
As much as I love THE RING I couldn’t stay awake. I was too tired to even get the willies.
Tuesday, February 04, 2003
KOJAK LOVES
Jason sent me this pic for KOJAK after reading the KOJAK EPISODE. I called KOJAK up to show it to him.Tells me that he'll follow as soon as he finishes his shift which was about to end.He comes in and takes a look see
KOJAK: " WOW BABY!BIG NIPPLES!"
FLIM: " Uhm ...arent you missing a few things? "
KOJAK: " SI SIR! YES I know they're fake breasts but I still like them anyway."
FLIM: " I think you're missing the point...and two balls."
He looks at the computer screen and rubs his bald head.
KOJAK: "SIRIT! ( I give up! )
FLIM:" NO I give up."
KOJAK; " Do you have her phone number? "
FLIM: " ABSOLUTELY NOT! But you can ask JASON.I think Jason dated her once."
KOJAK: " I wont . I dont date other men's girlfriend. I have a code of honor."
FLIM: " Well that's nice to hear."
KOJAK looks at the picture again.
KOJAK: " I think im in love."
FLIM: " At one point in time...we all do."
Jason sent me this pic for KOJAK after reading the KOJAK EPISODE. I called KOJAK up to show it to him.Tells me that he'll follow as soon as he finishes his shift which was about to end.He comes in and takes a look see
KOJAK: " WOW BABY!BIG NIPPLES!"
FLIM: " Uhm ...arent you missing a few things? "
KOJAK: " SI SIR! YES I know they're fake breasts but I still like them anyway."
FLIM: " I think you're missing the point...and two balls."
He looks at the computer screen and rubs his bald head.
KOJAK: "SIRIT! ( I give up! )
FLIM:" NO I give up."
KOJAK; " Do you have her phone number? "
FLIM: " ABSOLUTELY NOT! But you can ask JASON.I think Jason dated her once."
KOJAK: " I wont . I dont date other men's girlfriend. I have a code of honor."
FLIM: " Well that's nice to hear."
KOJAK looks at the picture again.
KOJAK: " I think im in love."
FLIM: " At one point in time...we all do."
Monday, February 03, 2003
ALANGUILAN to appease my righteous wrath at stalling the filming of WASTED . Updated the site with new photos and filled up the director' section of some glowing reviews aside from teh cursory production art.Go check it out at http://wastedthemovie.com/ and tell me if it warrants him a reprieve. That plant growing actor springs back to life and leaves a note on my message board all of a sudden .Ever since the twerp got hitched he abandoned the film we were doing.Told him that I'm planning on changing the title from " WASTED THE MOVIE " to " A MOVIE,WASTED! " Claims he did a lot of update on the WASTED MOVIE SITE.WHOPEE FUCKING DO! He started raving about TWO TOWERS He's a true provincial at heart.Prefering to stay in the jungles of LAGUNA and propogating his genetic line thru osmosis!
WAR DRUMS
FLIM: “ Watching VOYAGER re-runs are a waste of time and electrical energy. “
CESS: “ I just can’t get enough of JANE WAY.”
FLIM: “ Well with the impending war in IRAQ. You better watch as many re-runs that you can before Meralco blasts us with their high rates. You know…. I just don’t understand why AMERICA wants to go to war again when they just did a few years ago. They could have finished SADDAM OFF during the first GULF. THEY STOPPED! Went back to LOUISIANA then they want to come back again. What’s the deal? “
COMMERCIAL break
CESS: “They want to annex the oil fields. It’s as simple as that. “
FLIM: “ Hmmmmmm.”
The next day I was visiting my UNCLE PACING.
PACING: “ Its painfully obvious that there war on terrorism is an excuse to make the whole world unto the image of US FOREIGN POLICY. WHAT RIGHT DO THEY HAVE TO DECIDE A COUNTRY’S PRESIDENT ISN’T GOOD! REMEMBER WHAT THEY DID TO NICARAGUA. THEY KIDNAPPED THE PRESIDENT AND THEN CONDEMNED HIM IN AN AMERICAN JURY! AN AMERICAN JURY! JUST BECAUSE THEY ARE THE STRONGEST COUNTRY ON EARTH WITH THOSE WEAPONS OF THEIRS THEY BULLY EVERYONE!”
FLIM: “????? “
PACING: “THEY FIGHT THEIR WARS ON FOREIGN SOILS. ITS ONLY RIGHT THAT THEY GOT THAT SEPTEMBER 11 SHIT! NOW THEY KNOW WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO LIVE IN BEIRUT!”
FLIM: “ Weren’t you first in line to grab some free chocolates during the AMERICAN liberation? “
PACING: “ SHUT YOUR MOUTH BOY! OR I’LL WHIP YOUR HIDE! “
There was a momentary silence except the grating of an ill oiled fan swaying back and forth.
PACING: “ THEN WE HAVE THAT SHORT STUPID PRESIDENT RUNNING AFTER THE AMERICANS AND KISSING THEIR BUTTS WITH HER CROOKED AND BUCK TOOTHED MOUTH! RAISES MY BLOOD PRESSURE JUST THINKING ABOUT IT.”
He goes on to check his blood pressure. He fiddles with the equipment and there’s the sound of “ squish! Squish! Squish! As he squeezes the rubber ball.
PACING: “ Ahhhh…not to high. Where was I? I tell you the Arabs will band together and they ‘ll fight these American bastads! CHEMICAL WEAPONS IN IRAQ!!! BULLSHEEETTTT! They can’t fool the world anymore! THEM STUPID AMERICANS! EVERYONE KNOWS! EVERYONE KNOWS! ”
FLIM:"Cess thinks that they only want to get he oil fields of IRAQ."
PACING: " THEY WANT TO USE UP THE OIL FIELDS OF OTHERS WHILE PRESERVING THEIRS! THEY WANT TO EMPTY THE WORLD SUPPLY SO THAT THEY CAN STASH THEIR OWN! SO THEY'LL STILL COME UP ON TOP! BASTARDS! BASTARDS!
FLIM: “ Well whatever happens we are going to get caught in the middle.”
PACING: “ We’re always in the middle. CIVILIANS! CIVILIANS IN THE MIDDLE! IN THE MIDDLE OF THIS SHIT THAT AMERICA MAKES! AND YOU PATRONIZE HOLLYWOOD FILMS! YOU! YOU! YOU! ”
FLIM: “ Uhm not anymore. Saw the formula and …I just can’t keep watching it you know.”
PACING: “ Told you back in 78! HOLLYWOOD IS FULL OF CRAP! BUT YOU WOULDN’T LISSEN! PROPOGATING THE AMERICAN WAY OF LIFE AS THE BEST! BULLSHEEEEEEEETTTTTTTT!!!!!!”
FLIM: “ So UNC, what are you going to do? This might be the last year the human race would walk the earth. What would you do? “
PACING: “ HMMMMM…. Buy myself a dvd player! See what the hell’s so hot about it. Then travel to ILOCOS NORTE and piss on MARCOS BUST. I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED TO DO THAT BUT I DIDN’T HAVE THE TIME. WOULD HAVE BEEN SOMETHING IF IT WAS STILL INTACT. BUT BETTER LATE THAN NEVER I ALWAYS SAY.”
FLIM: “ So what brand of dvd player would you like to get?”
PACING: “ WHY THE HELL ARE YOU ASKING ME? YOU’RE THE EXPERT. GIVE ME SOME NAMES.”
FLIM: “ Well there’s pioneer ….”
PACING: “ECCCKKKK!!!!!!! THAT’S AN AMERICAN BRAND! WHAT THE HELLS WRONG WITH YOU? WHY WOULD I PATRONIZE AMERICAN BRANDS YOU IMBECILE NEPHEW OF MINE! GET OUT OF HERE!”
FLIM: “ Watching VOYAGER re-runs are a waste of time and electrical energy. “
CESS: “ I just can’t get enough of JANE WAY.”
FLIM: “ Well with the impending war in IRAQ. You better watch as many re-runs that you can before Meralco blasts us with their high rates. You know…. I just don’t understand why AMERICA wants to go to war again when they just did a few years ago. They could have finished SADDAM OFF during the first GULF. THEY STOPPED! Went back to LOUISIANA then they want to come back again. What’s the deal? “
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CESS: “They want to annex the oil fields. It’s as simple as that. “
FLIM: “ Hmmmmmm.”
The next day I was visiting my UNCLE PACING.
PACING: “ Its painfully obvious that there war on terrorism is an excuse to make the whole world unto the image of US FOREIGN POLICY. WHAT RIGHT DO THEY HAVE TO DECIDE A COUNTRY’S PRESIDENT ISN’T GOOD! REMEMBER WHAT THEY DID TO NICARAGUA. THEY KIDNAPPED THE PRESIDENT AND THEN CONDEMNED HIM IN AN AMERICAN JURY! AN AMERICAN JURY! JUST BECAUSE THEY ARE THE STRONGEST COUNTRY ON EARTH WITH THOSE WEAPONS OF THEIRS THEY BULLY EVERYONE!”
FLIM: “????? “
PACING: “THEY FIGHT THEIR WARS ON FOREIGN SOILS. ITS ONLY RIGHT THAT THEY GOT THAT SEPTEMBER 11 SHIT! NOW THEY KNOW WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO LIVE IN BEIRUT!”
FLIM: “ Weren’t you first in line to grab some free chocolates during the AMERICAN liberation? “
PACING: “ SHUT YOUR MOUTH BOY! OR I’LL WHIP YOUR HIDE! “
There was a momentary silence except the grating of an ill oiled fan swaying back and forth.
PACING: “ THEN WE HAVE THAT SHORT STUPID PRESIDENT RUNNING AFTER THE AMERICANS AND KISSING THEIR BUTTS WITH HER CROOKED AND BUCK TOOTHED MOUTH! RAISES MY BLOOD PRESSURE JUST THINKING ABOUT IT.”
He goes on to check his blood pressure. He fiddles with the equipment and there’s the sound of “ squish! Squish! Squish! As he squeezes the rubber ball.
PACING: “ Ahhhh…not to high. Where was I? I tell you the Arabs will band together and they ‘ll fight these American bastads! CHEMICAL WEAPONS IN IRAQ!!! BULLSHEEETTTT! They can’t fool the world anymore! THEM STUPID AMERICANS! EVERYONE KNOWS! EVERYONE KNOWS! ”
FLIM:"Cess thinks that they only want to get he oil fields of IRAQ."
PACING: " THEY WANT TO USE UP THE OIL FIELDS OF OTHERS WHILE PRESERVING THEIRS! THEY WANT TO EMPTY THE WORLD SUPPLY SO THAT THEY CAN STASH THEIR OWN! SO THEY'LL STILL COME UP ON TOP! BASTARDS! BASTARDS!
FLIM: “ Well whatever happens we are going to get caught in the middle.”
PACING: “ We’re always in the middle. CIVILIANS! CIVILIANS IN THE MIDDLE! IN THE MIDDLE OF THIS SHIT THAT AMERICA MAKES! AND YOU PATRONIZE HOLLYWOOD FILMS! YOU! YOU! YOU! ”
FLIM: “ Uhm not anymore. Saw the formula and …I just can’t keep watching it you know.”
PACING: “ Told you back in 78! HOLLYWOOD IS FULL OF CRAP! BUT YOU WOULDN’T LISSEN! PROPOGATING THE AMERICAN WAY OF LIFE AS THE BEST! BULLSHEEEEEEEETTTTTTTT!!!!!!”
FLIM: “ So UNC, what are you going to do? This might be the last year the human race would walk the earth. What would you do? “
PACING: “ HMMMMM…. Buy myself a dvd player! See what the hell’s so hot about it. Then travel to ILOCOS NORTE and piss on MARCOS BUST. I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED TO DO THAT BUT I DIDN’T HAVE THE TIME. WOULD HAVE BEEN SOMETHING IF IT WAS STILL INTACT. BUT BETTER LATE THAN NEVER I ALWAYS SAY.”
FLIM: “ So what brand of dvd player would you like to get?”
PACING: “ WHY THE HELL ARE YOU ASKING ME? YOU’RE THE EXPERT. GIVE ME SOME NAMES.”
FLIM: “ Well there’s pioneer ….”
PACING: “ECCCKKKK!!!!!!! THAT’S AN AMERICAN BRAND! WHAT THE HELLS WRONG WITH YOU? WHY WOULD I PATRONIZE AMERICAN BRANDS YOU IMBECILE NEPHEW OF MINE! GET OUT OF HERE!”
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