the union of movie and baby

so i just wrapped production on a short film last tuesday (you can track its current and future progress here should you have that inclination.) last wknd we shot in the basement of my current residence, a rental in SE portland. We dressed the basement to resemble a secretary's office and planned the shot - a simple dolly in as the secretary answers a phone call. since the dolly was an onset decision we didn't have track but we did have a wheelchair we had grabbed from the previous day's location, a garage in outer SE. the floor had a slight bump right where the move was going to take place. we ended up ditching the wheelchair and flipping a bookshelf on its front and laying two inserts from a table on top and then grabbing a nearby wheeled item (a brand-new as yet unused baby stroller) and mounting the camera on top, thereby accomplishing several things simultaneously a) getting the shot b)providing on-the-nose metaphor for the act of making movie itself c) breaking in stroller d) giving future occupant of stroller either a complex or bragging rights, depending on his disposition.

"i always make you punks talk"

from 'on dangerous ground', dir. nicholas ray, 1952

recently seen

ever since reading 'red harvest' a few wks ago i've been on a film noir tear. some highlights:

the asphalt jungle, the killers (1946), doa (1949), i wake up screaming, in a lonely place, the third man, murder my sweet, thieves highway, the naked city, night and the city, detour, drunken angel, the big sleep, the big heat, the line-up, the sniper, murder by contract, blast of silence

this is all going somewhere upcoming-project-wise, but i don't know yet exactly where. stay tuned.