Posted by
Ryan on
Oct 31st, 2006

Friday night was the BAR’s annual Halloween-Time Super-Fun Good Time Party, which typically translates into good costumes, fun people and more pagan revelry than a coven of witches galavanting around a maypole. Also, there is candy. I’m happy to say that this year was no different, save for the guest list swelling to roughly seventy-three times the maximum capacity of my apartment, six guys...
Posted by
Ryan on
Oct 29th, 2006

After looking between its sofa cushions, under its fridge and in the pockets of those jeans it hasn’t worn since ’98, Time-Warner has managed to scrounge together enough spare change to purchase every cable company known to man. Well, the ones that service the L.A. area at any rate, leaving them just a Baltic Avenue and a B&O Railroad away from a statewide monopoly. While my own...
Posted by
Ryan on
Oct 23rd, 2006

Call Transcript – 1:32PM
Time-Warner Cable Service Rep (T-WCSR): Thank you for holding sir. What seems to be the problem?
Me: I’m missing some channels. A recording told me it was because of the Sun.
T-WCSR: The Sun?
Me: Yeah. Something to do with flares. Is it fixed yet?
T-WCSR: What – the Sun?
Me: No, my cable.
T-WCSR: I don’t know anything about the Sun.
Me: Great. Me...
Posted by
Ryan on
Oct 18th, 2006

For the past few weeks, my spare time has been spent researching spacesuits, tracking down a jetpack and constructing a homemade rocketship. While this is, admittedly, how I usually spend my downtime, the exception in this case is that it was for pre-production on my latest film, SHOOT FOR THE MOON. Telling the story of a young boy who wants to go to the moon and how he uses a little...
Posted by
Ryan on
Oct 12th, 2006

One of the most challenging aspects of filmmaking comes long after the last frame has been shot: finding an audience. Initially, it can seem a little hard to believe that no one wants to sit though your three-hour black and white epic about a starving clown struggling to become a royal jester during the downfall of czarism in 19th century Russia. And yet the cold hard fact remains that your...