lucky, lucky, lucky

and now for something a bit different. transition beckons. irresistibly.

sometimes i wonder why i'm so blessed. the universe really does provide in a non-religious zealot way. balance is restored. it seems bizarre that everything can change so goddam fast but when you feel and emote hard enough, it can i guess.

farewell rock bottom.

i choose life. maybe not with 80s kylie on repeat but she works rather nicely with this celebratory cheap wine hangover.

where the wild roses grow

the ultimate death ballad: a source of great inspiration. a homecoming.

bollywood! bollywood!

bollywood! bollywood!

what other genre or mechanism is there where we are afforded full unambiguous shameless colour, song & dance in modern day cinema? the guilty pleasure of a massive population stemming from mumbai india and then spreading around the world gives us what are essentially post modern elvis & timeless sirens in full technicolor productions with probably even more hip swaggering cheese, drama & fun.

the massive hindi cultural vehicle which has essentially become a cinema style has been entertaining millions around the world since its inception in the 70s as an infusion between bombay & hollywood although the bengalese film tradition started way back in tollygunge which was in the early 1900s the hub of the evolving indian industry.

tollywood became bollywood with the geographical shift as india took over america's role as the largest film producer in the world & moved to bombay. i guess technically it should be called mollywood these days...

in 2010 i will be producing a low budget bollywood feature film to be shot in sydney which is an australian/indian production. it's an excuse to embrace fantasy, fun and hard work in an intense environment perhaps even more unreal than usual. i mean even kylie's doing it...

it's come on the back of some hard work with my tribe punk monk propaganda & a bunch of us will be heavily involved in this feature which is incredibly exciting follow through for all our humble but big vision short film & event installation work. some of this can be found on punk monk propaganda's facebook, vimeo or youtube pages. most months we can be spotted at sydney's KINO, showcasing intermittent experimental projects.

something on a much larger scale has just happened for another unknown director in uruguay. comparing our work is like dwarf apples and um, precious persimmons, but check out this vid which was uploaded on youtube last month [nov 2009]. so far it's received over 1.5 million views. he's just been sponsored by sam raimi to produce a 30 million dollar feature... the story isn't particularly original but the execution is breathless. all for less than your weekly rent...

i did that once too for a script to screen five day challenge for KINO [KABARET] after coming out of a year long deep dark depression which is how i met a couple of punk monks. the landlord suffered and this is the film we made. poles apart from fede alvarez's masterpiece but nonetheless we're very proud:

throw some passion in and maybe dreams can really come true.

that's bolly/hollywood!

[and now for fun a really cool little film a friend of mine made, which i saw yesterday for the very first time]

bowls inspector

sometimes i find myself in weird places...

this particular day it was an artificial wonderland where one is supposed to have a custom designed good time. the whole environment at strike bowling bar in the city is built for fun with a capital F [PS. tone is purposefully ambiguous]. justin hemmes' the ivy meets sega world. interesting fusion...

a submit & love big brother or fight/flight conundrum occurred. kylie minogue in the height of her singing budgie incarnation was playing at the time "i should be so lucky", so run run away was my first response [after taking these pics]. i'm listening to it now again at full throttle to get back into the zone. method writing really has a lot to answer for [hope my neighbour enjoys it as much as i don't]. more wine is clearly required.

this is the kind of place i can't decide whether i should be wearing a raver version of princess leia's "jabba the hut" outfit on a self-contained leash fueled by crack or a shape-shifting philip K dick scamble suit to blend with the prevalent clashing patterns whilst surreptitiously stroking myself in the corners whilst sucking up the glow babies. it's a toughie.

what i am excited about is that no matter what outfit i do choose that there is a new fluro trash activity to add to the punk monk group activities list. we may all have to be naked, snort roach powder & cover our bodies in glow-in-the-dark paint but it's potentially part of the private function fun. besides we actually do still have a truckload of that stuff... & a camera or two.