When our journey began our creative team was not sure if we wanted to provide a voice to the story or if we were simply going to let the images and its interpretation guide the audience. As we got closer to finishing the animation, we were settled on the idea that we wanted the film… Continue reading The Voice Behind The Curtain: The Go Cart’s Donna Steele.
James Horner once said,”I think of music as art.” And I believe that sums it all up pretty well. I had the fortunate opportunity to work with an exceptionally talented artist. He thoughtfully created a musical score that gave a beating heart to the steel frame of a shopping cart and skillfully painted a landscape that held… Continue reading The Talented Mr. Kattner: The Go Cart’s Music Composer.
There is the old adage of putting the cart before the horse, and it pretty much means that it’s not a logical or fruitful thing to do. First things first, so to speak. Well, in this case, it was putting the cart before everything else. And by cart, I mean the concept, the look, design,… Continue reading Artistry in Motion: The Go Cart’s Animator, Bobby Bennett
Anyone who has worked with a staff of more than around 10 employees has seen an auto generated email before. One day Bob is at his desk, the next day he’s not. His extension no longer works. The family photos and matchbox cars that littered his cube are missing. Where’s Bob? Has anyone seen Bob? A… Continue reading You’ve Been Sent
Kevin Cooper’s The Painter is extraordinary. Many fillmmakers have thrown their hat into the ring in response to youth violence. The difference with Cooper’s film is that its raw edge is also painstakenly beautiful, frame by frame. And it’s no accident that it ended up that way. In an interview with iloveshort films,… Continue reading The Painter: For the love of art, let’s stop it already.
Seinfeld was genius at telling a story about nothing and yet leaving us with something. On closer inspection, maybe it really wasn’t about nothing after all. Maybe it told the story of the trials and tribulations, and the ultimate ending of a group of shallow and narcisstic friends. Unlike, The Sopranos, their end was pretty… Continue reading It’s Snothing.
I loved carnivals as a teen. I would get dropped off just before dark and told that I would be picked up exactly three hours later in the same spot. Sometimes I was meeting up with friends, sometimes they were piled in the car with me and we tumbled out the back seat together.… Continue reading Those Were The Days