Posts Tagged ‘Film Theory’

“Passages”: Phase One Complete

September 1, 2007

seventh sealOne thing that Phil-zine used to be before I brought it to the blog verse was a self-study on my accomplishments and failures in the film industry, my creative ambitions and my personal life, and many times how these intersected. It’s something that with this post I hope to start delving into again.

As a writer I’m sometimes plagued with ideas that I have to write and I can’t sleep until I do so. That’s how the script, that what first was called “Darkness” in its infancy of a rough draft was called, began. At the end of the first draft, which I finished earlier this evening, the title has shifted to “Passages: Born into Darkness”. Like my last script “The Cabin” (which I may rename to make it more thematically relevant and I guess interesting) it was born from a few very frightening dreams. While “The Cabin” dealt with my relationship with women and the emotional trauma I had been going through at the time (read my write up on Ingmar Bergman), “Passages” seemed to stem from a seed that wanted to deal with my family and my religious upbringing. I began writing it nearly a year ago, breaking to work on a script with my old roommate (which while it’s still making rounds at some agencies we’ll begin rehauling with a new draft soon enough.) It was a good six or eight months before I came back to it. (more…)

“The Personal Ingmar Bergman: an Odyssey” or “It’s Okay to Question”

August 25, 2007

bergman at work

There’s been so much written about Bergman over the past month, it’s unfortunate that I was unable to finish this sooner, but all commentary on films and filmmakers is worthwhile in my eyes, no matter how timely the piece may or may not be.

Part 1

There’s a lot to this, to understand the impact of Ingmar Bergman in my life you first have to understand my life a little bit. My Father was and still is to this day a minister, and my Mother a minister’s wife. And similar to most biblical stories a lot of turmoil followed them and likewise my sister and I as we lugged around the United States looking for a Church that was without inner conflict; hypocrisy and backstabbing. I remember the stories of the apostles as they traveled across the land trying to bring people together with wisdom and love, trying to upend them out of their ways that were there more for convenience of memory than an actual desire to worship. My parents tried to do this by removing the hymnals and using bands, doing staged productions for the Church (both the poor man’s versions of much larger churches). My Father was trying to reach out to a younger generation of kids. He even went so far as to bring in movie clips. But like the congregation and the apostles, my Father was hardly perfect. Perhaps the man who takes upon them the mantle of not only a religious follower, but leader, succumbs to their own worst impulses when they realize they can’t live up to their own expectations. I don’t know. Thankfully his worst impulses pale in comparison to the leadership in the Old Testament, and he’s since outgrown many of them.