I Am Reminded/A Poem

Above Social Media poster has no bearing on the poem that follows.  It is about the Financial System.  I last completed Warren Mosler’s book “The 7 Deadly Innocent Frauds of Economic Policy”.  Read an article by Michael Hudson on Naked Capitalism and wrote a letter comment there earlier this day.  I see the requirement of a Gov. of Govs.  John C. Mearsheimer wrote “The Tragedy of Great Power Politics”. That means everyone needs nukes.  There is no World Police for the Peace between nations.  He just says there is no Gov. of Govs. to call.  He is right for the UN is toothless.  Having no armed forces of its own means the US, or China, or France, or some nation like Russia will get its way.  They can really just have all the nukes they want amongst themselves, have all the wars they want.  The Econ Wars usually become battlefield wars littered with body parts.

 

I AM REMINDED

I am reminded when I see your name.

Is that you Carol, with that byline?

You were so depressed.  I don’t think you are alive.

The Chicago sidewalk all dust blonde of it.

I’d never seen you look so bad.

You said I could have just stayed in the City.

Did you think I was welcome?  Really?

& something made me think of Elizabeth.

You don’t answer through Linked in.

I get 16 Searches a week there.

No joke.  I wanted to be hired to be on the Board.

If I gave them 4,000 dollars I could be a

Board member.

Panavision got sold, but they are keeping Kim.

I’m not too happy about it.

“You’re young, and I’m not.”  is the thought

when I see the young alone or in groups

on the sidewalks.

I ought have left Elaines that damp

Tires whooshing night when invited by

that handsome guy with a few women

he was entertaining, squiring.

I’d have had to ask him to “loan” me

money.

I only had 15 dollars left.

It was cash, and they were going to a club.

In NYC you can spend 100 dollars at a Club

quick.

The price of a beer was all of a sudden 8 dollars.

At a neighborhood place, by ’94.

The Guiding Light didn’t pay much.

Sonja, you had such green eyes.

I ran into you in Battery Park City

Nearby Gristedes and Modern Head.

I know you were no extrovert.

Whatever happened to you?

There is Nancy who is a rich woman last

known to be playing polo in Wilmington.

I regret I have no photograph.

Something on the radio makes me think

Harry Dean Stanton.  When will I see his last movie?

“Make yourself at home in my heart.”  It was a

beautiful song I found in the stacks at the radio station.

That never led to anything either.

My god!  I met with the goth girl in Winston Salem.

Play Misty for me, and damn right run.

Too young.  I was crazy.

So glad I’ve never been famous like famous people.

I wasn’t an all out gentleman till I was 40.

The other day I thought of my contribution to Aviation.

Well not exactly.  I created a checklist for the FBO

About how to wash a plane.  It was a money maker.

They probably threw it away once I was gone.

(Clean the insides first.)  Can we make that allegorical,

or is it metaphorical?

Everyday all the time moving through the liquid

that is life.

 

 

20 In a Blink

IGX Movies
The film Mint Julep is out as having a premier. It has gotten excellent reviews. I do get credit as DP, which I was, and it was difficult, a good project, that unfortunately was very expensive to me professionally, as well as being difficult, and never yet has led to a career worth much to talk about.

Angelica Torn, now Angelica Page is a fine actress. Mez as well had something, so the cast was good. Even Kathy Fehl and Ian Teal are good actors.

The sound man, Chris Stanley was a good sound man. I was a good DP. Herb Harton was competent as an AC, but had a big ego and had been made promises that were not of the place of the one giving them out, and was resentful and contradictory a character.

There were severe problems about the budget and cash flow etc. that a real Line Producer would have made different. I ought have sent back most of the distribution and big lights. I inherited the package and went to work from days far away from the excellent base, used last at night in the last 15 minutes as pressured by Herb, who then sat around and drank for 2 hours.

The scene in the yard close up of Ian and Johnny Mez fighting I was awakened not knowing whether it was morning or evening. I got slapped for the soundtrack.

Originally Johnny had been a house painter but I noticed the train depot, all oily as I like things with tools and rusted metal and light. I love my handheld scene with Johnny playing the tools. It is all mine.

There were two failures of window reflections when Kathy of a sudden gave the camera to visitors somehow promised a day playing with the camera. I directed, and wasn’t looking in the camera enough to see the reflections of the crew in the storefront window. Kathy must have been missing then for guilt.

Originally the film was supposed to have been done in S8, but Angelica, rightly for her, refused to do it that way. S8 is and was a waste of time, for those certainly not related in LA for a window of time.

I came from Lighting. The Arri 3 did a good job. I didn’t pull a tape late in low light and Ian’s dick is hanging out of his pajamas. Big deal 20 years ago.

Tourism in Aberdeen ought benefit. It is a really likable little place. I loved the mansion we had to stay in for the shoot. I was used to such things after Bail Jumper, a film that was a good script, with moments, but flawed by the lead actor’s lack of charisma.

Far as what is now “Mint Julep”, better late than never.