Bob Moricz - Portland, OR 5/10/13
Wowee it’s been a while! Busy as a beaver these days and not feeling very reflective as am engaged in processes one must ride out in a sport of psychic surfing. I surf in the brain, not on the shore.
So I totally effed up FELONY FLATS. I got a little crazy with the filters and sound options on my new setup and went a little overboard and got pretty disgusted at what I did to it so I dumped what I did and started over. It was a great feeling because I learned many things to get to the point of throwing it all out and starting over again.
Not this last weekend, but the weekend before I shot another Death Doesn’t Hide Her Panties sequence. In this picture a big motif is the doppelganger, so I’ve invited the actors from FELONY FLATS, the first installment, to come back as different characters. Shot a scene with the fearless Kim Bissett where she plays a talk show host named Letty Sumac. The name of the show is Cup O’ Joe. She interviews the director Bob Moricz and Todd Morris shows up as a noisy musical guest.
These days I find that I have the best luck writing scripts on 3 x 3 Post It notes. I prefer the light yellow kind. There’s just something about it that makes me focus my thoughts so everything congeals properly. I tend to self edit a great deal before I even get the words out on a page. Writing my screenplays on post its make me focus and edit even more before letting the words spill out. You just don’t have a lot of room for padding on post its. For me, it’s the way to go. Who needs screenwriting software, man? Sheesh!
still from It Came And Went And It Was Nothing
The video store saved my life… and perhaps destroyed it a teeny bit, too. Hedges grow better when trimmed. So I try to frequent the ones in my neighboring communities at least a couple of times a month unless I am super broke, which is most of the time. I recently patronized my favorite, Movie Madness, going straight to the euro horror section selecting Ruggero Deodato’s Waves of Lust and Jess Franco’s Dracula Prisoner of Frankenstein.
Deodato’s dinosaurish bottom line world view resonates with an ugly type of detached cynicism. A trashy unidimensional riff off Knife In The Water, the characters are all assholes and shitty things happen to them. I don’t know why I put myself through this guy’s movies but I just do. I have a perverse fascination for his work. Kind of like hanging out with a disgusting, drunken, lecherous, morally bankrupt grandfather or uncle where one’s jaw slacks at the gross affronts to humanity.
Jess Franco’s work is always joyful and spirited even when his movies suck. He’s made hundreds so I don’t mind his crappy ones. And he has so many truly great ones. I appreciate the freedom and gusto slathered all over the imagery. Dracula Prisoner of Frankenstein has way less sex than the average Franco. None, I think. A shot where the camera zooms into a distorted mirror image of the monster and then suddenly pulls back as a dude busts into the frame firing shots at the creature’s back blew my mind. I pick Franco any day.
Charlemagne has been rejected at the Calgary Underground Film Festival. It’s a very cool fest and I’m very happy they looked at my work. I will definitely submit something else next year.