Film Fest 2013 and my latest role

For my college’s annual end-of-the-semester film festival, I hoped to put together a film noir/buddy cop/pirate mashup. I still have the script, but I didn’t have the time. Instead, I worked on another project that I’ll have a post about soon.

I did manage to act in this short film, though. It won an award at the film festival.

This marks the fourth film fest movie I’ve acted in, and the fourth one in which I’ve been a villain. Also, it’s probably the most professionally produced one that I’ve been a part of, so it’s a great capper on my college acting career.


Recent Happenings

I recently starred in this little advert for my college’s May term program:

Everyone left because they hate answering questions.

Everyone left because they hate answering questions.

I also published a post over here:

3 Unavoidable Problems When Answering Questions In Class

You might assume college exists to help students learn things. Learning, college, the two words are kind of connected. Yet somehow, inevitably, certain problems crop up within the classroom environment that keep everyone from learning more.

Most of the students don’t care about learning as much as they possibly can. You probably don’t either, some of the time. But that attitude leads to a poor learning environment that you’ll probably regret once we all get drop-kicked into the competitive world of wage-earning and panel interviews. And the attitude isn’t just in huge core classes, but shows up in smaller courses where your professor expects people to interact by responding to questions.

The bad news is that you can never avoid these problems behind trying to answer your professor’s questions. But if you’re aware of them, you might be able to fight them. (More)


And I published the short story A Singular Duel over at the newly established Omnibrow website. It’s about a 2000-word period farce in the manner of P.G. Wodehouse. It features a young man who accidentally becomes the back-up to both men who plan to duel to the death, and is forced to fight himself. Here’s an excerpt:

“Fiancés are odd little things,” Lemuel Sieve pondered. “Not that I have anything against them, of course. I’ve got one myself.” He picked up his tumbler, then looked at his arm as if surprised not to find a fiancé clinging to it. “She’s around here somewhere, at any rate,” he continued.

“I know just what you mean,” assured Reggie Hoop-Grenfeld. “I’ve got one myself, you know.”

“You too? They pop up like Brussels sprouts. There’s mine, over by the dining table.”

Lemuel’s true love was inspecting the raw oyster forks. Her eyebrows were engaged in battle, dipping and swooping at every oyster fork that dared to stray from the side of its plate. She looked ready to have a talk with the hostess over the impropriety of it all. Lemuel’s valet, Worthing, stood beside her. He had been tasked with serving her, an imposition Lemuel felt slightly guilty about.

“She seems…vigorous,” was the best compliment Reggie could muster. Lemuel nodded, following this acknowledgment with a stiff drink. “It’s funny,” he added, staring at the dredges of his gin and tonic, “But as a matter of fact, that’s why we’re engaged. She decided one day that we should get married, and I didn’t have the heart to explain otherwise.”

“Really?” Reggie said, “I don’t know, old chap; that doesn’t seem healthy to me.”

“Balderdash,” Lemuel scoffed. “You were just explaining how topnotch your own fiancé is. Besides, everyone’s got ‘em. Why, Nicolas Juffington picked one up just the other day.”

Reggie made a funny noise behind his wineglass, like a trout learning a show tune. “Juffington?” he said. He slapped his wineglass on the nearest table, sending a spout of wine into the cucumber sandwiches. “Juffington?

“Yes,” Lemuel said. “Have you met?”


Street Art: Bag Monsters

Call us boring and simple-minded, but before we saw the work of street artist Joshua Allen Harris we never once considered the artistic possibilities of subway exhaust. Using only tape and garbage bags, Harris creates giant inflatable animals that become animated when fastened to a sidewalk grate. Steven Psyllos caught up with Harris recently to discuss his older works (including a bear and a giraffe) and unveil a new beast that looks not unlike the Cloverfield monster. Video by Jonah Green.

via YouTube.

Conservative shooting

A creative screenwriting move in the 1981 Filipino western San Basilio.

One Bullet, Two Kills – Like a boss! – YouTube.

Via Twenty Two Words. From the comment section:

“This is certainly possible, but not in the way that he did it. The divergence of the two halves of the bullets are much wider than that. It’s a common trick to put a two headed ax into a piece of wood, with two clay pigeons on either side of the ax. Then you shoot at the ax head, and break both of the clay disks. I’ve done it myself :)” ~Patrick