Friday, 10 July 2015

if you are Sherlock holmes fan


That was a complete mess, and John had spent the latter half of the day cleaning it (with a majority of the former half dedicated to not only building up the courage to begin, but also to considering whether he should check that his life insurance was up to date. He'd tried to avoid Sherlock's desk, not because he wasn't intending to clean it, but more so he could steel himself for what he might find.
However once he'd begun John made quick work of it, and he found that his reluctance for the job had been well out of proportion (the fridge had been worse than this, and he'd managed to dispose of the assortment of body parts and Substance X containers without much more than a bit of queasy displeasure).
John was straightening a stack of books when his grip on one slipped; it slid across the floor, and when John stooped to pick it up, he grabbed the corner of the note cards protruding from where they'd been closed inside the cover.
He recognized them immediately as various analysis of tobacco ash. Sherlock had deleted his analysis of 243 types of tobacco ash from his laptop several weeks ago. John found it odd that Sherlock would keep any copies that weren't electronic (except, perhaps, to spite him for saying that no one would bother to read his analysis on his blog).
John flipped through the cards, noting that they were numbered but didn't seem to be in any particular order, as though they'd been pulled for a specific reason. He paused for a moment on the last card before glancing through the stack once more; the significance clicked. Then John slipped them back into the front cover book. He continued cleaning, a slight smile on his face.
And Sherlock claimed he didn't understand sentiment.
127: Cavendish, Virginia blend
Ingredients 54% Tobacco, 22% water, 8% Alcohol, 16% Sugars/Flavoring
Texture coarse, long-cut
Heat (steam) fermentation indicative of cake tobacco
Sugar dipped for flavoring, resulting brittle texture
Flavor: Sweet, mild
Room note: Pleasant to tolerable
083: Honeydew Perique Tobacco
Highly aromatic with Honey, Vanilla infusion; fruity aroma
Pressure fermentation, resulting strong flavor
Flavor of infusions, mild
Often detected: rum or whisky from curing process
Often considered too strong to smoke pure, common 5:1 with lighter blend
Texture specific to blend ratio
Room note: Pleasant
202: Bird's Eye Tobacco Blend
Flavoring: Mild, slightly woody
Air cured, low acidity
Strength, Mild
Aroma: Light walnut/rose, not easily detectable, no additional scent evident
Texture: Fine, grey ash, few impurities
Room note: Pleasant to Tolerable
014: Turkish Tobacco
Strongly aromatic with balsamic odor, slightly acrid odor
Sun cured, identifiably more acidic than smoke or air cured
Flavor: Mild (less carcinogens, less nicotine)
Texture is fine, consistent with small-leaved variety
Impurities indicate combination with robust tobacco
Room note: Tolerable
Cavendish, Virginia blend
Mrs. Hudson never smoked when she was young. Everyone smoked when she was a girl—they didn't know the risks back then—but not her. She'd made it all the way to her marriage before ever trying a cigarette.
She lit up for the first time two weeks after her honeymoon. Her husband offered her one of his while they sat together on the porch of his parent's home in Florida. Her nerves were so frayed from the constant nagging and criticisms shot at her from the moment she'd met her mother-in-law that she'd gladly accepted it without really thinking about it.
She wasn't really sure what she was thinking when she married him. Not much, probably, beyond the fact that she was creeping up on that age where most people wanted to be married by. He was a charming and passionate American, and she'd let herself be swept away by him much faster than retrospect would have recommended.
It wasn't long before she was having a cigarette on a regular basis, and soon she didn't just want one—she needed one. She'd married him for… well, mostly for the sake of marrying.
It's not that he wasn't a good husband, at least not at first. He was a fine man when she first met him, but he had a temper and he let it get the best of him. He never hit her, but she was sure he wanted to, especially when they had a row (which was often) screaming abuse at each other and often leaving things broken and in a right mess. They just weren't a good fit.
And then suddenly things got better, for a while. She was pregnant, and he was doting, and she quit smoking for the baby. He was beautiful, with soft, black curls and beautiful blue eyes, her husband's eyes. They named him after her father.
He was a colicky thing, and they found it almost impossible to sleep most nights. She suffered through it, because it would get better (things would always get better), but her husband didn't seem quite right, face twisting in irritation andsomething else when he heard the crying.
And then things got worse again.
She woke up one morning and realized she'd slept through the night, and panic rose in her throat as she rushed to the crib. Her boy, her beautiful, perfect little boy—
She screamed for her husband, and he rushed into the room. He looked at her, concerned, but one look at him, and she knew.
She called the police, rushed out onto the porch. She needed to get away. The smoke felt heavy in her lungs and when she tried to breathe it out she couldn't. It weighed her down, desperate and so full of sorrow and god, why her?
She couldn't get back to London soon enough.
When she'd first met Sherlock Holmes, she was suddenly struck by the question (is this what he would have looked like when he grew up?). She took a deep breath and asked him for his help.
The day her husband smoked his last cigarette was the day she smoker her last, too.
Honeydew Perique Tobacco
Lestrade had laughed when Sherlock claimed that he could tell a man's relationship status from the tobacco he smokes. But never one to disappoint, Sherlock was quick to prove his claim.
Married, your wife is obviously unhappy, though you want to make it work, and are making an effort to sway her to agree with you.
He's expected he would be angry at the revelation, after all it was a rather personal issue and how the hell did Sherlock know anyway? But he wasn't. He's just sighed resignedly and shrugged his shoulders. He asked. He had to ask—what gave me away?
Sherlock responded with an analysis of the blend he was smoking (light, pleasant aroma, however at the expense of flavor, obviously made to be pleasant for those exposed to the smoke, in your case your wife, who is a non-smoker herself and dislikes the smell).
Lestrade hated the taste of these cigarettes, hated the smell. For all that he wanted to disagree, tell Sherlock that he was wrong and that he and his wife were perfectly happy, he couldn't really argue with the deduction. Lestrade took one more drag, plucked the cigarette bud from his mouth and crushed it underfoot.
There were some things that were worth saving, sure, and worth trying to save. And then there were some things that just couldn't be salvaged no matter how hard he tried.
If Sherlock noticed the nicotine patch he wore the next day (and Lestrade was sure he did), he didn't mention it.
Bird's Eye Tobacco Blend
Mycroft worried about his brother constantly. His penchant for neglecting his health was entirely worrisome, and sometimes (most times) he was downright reckless. As Mycroft let himself into his brother's flat, he gave the room a quick once-over, noting with distain that it had barely been touched since the last time he'd left.
He immediately made his way to his brother's bedroom, pausing outside the door to light a cigarette before trying the handle. It wasn't locked, and though he opened the door he made no move to enter the room.
Sherlock sat with his back to him, arms dangling over the armrests of the chair and nearly touching the floor. He didn't move an inch, and made no indication that he'd acknowledged his entry. Still, without turning, he said:
"Leave." Mycroft sighed from the doorway before stepping slowly inside.
"Sherlock." Mycroft said, his eyes darting to the table and noting the fait traces of white powder on the table. His hand twitched, and he moved to take another drag on the cigarette in his mouth, "This has to stop. It's getting…problematic."
Sherlock didn't respond, didn't move.
Mycroft circled around the sofa Sherlock sat in. His eyes were closed, though Mycroft knew better than to think he was asleep. He tried again, "Sherlock—"
"What!" Sherlock bit out, eyes snapping open and leveling a glare on Mycroft. They were silent for a moment before Sherlock schooled himself, "How hypocritical of you, Mycroft, smoking a cigarette while confronting an addict."
Mycroft didn't bother pretending he wasn't pleased by Sherlock's admission that he was an addict. Instead he smiled pleasantly, drawing the rest of the pack from his pocket. It was full, missing only one. He shook the pack in front of Sherlock before tossing it into the garbage, stubbing out his cigarette on the bottom of his shoe before tossing that as well.
Sherlock eyed him furtively before closing his eyes once again. There was another long bought of silence, and Sherlock huffed, irritated, through his nose.
"…Very well. I will…try." Sherlock grit out, and Mycroft smiled.
Turkish Tobacco
John ran a hand over his face, taking a shaky breath. He'd never found the desert sun more offensive than it was right now. He couldn't think. He'd dropped down next to the same wall that his company had used for cover not long ago, just breathing.
Still breathing.
His shoulder, fuck fuck his shoulder hurt. A small part of his brain decided to kick into gear, and he had the presence of mind to apply pressure to the wound. John considered calling for help, couldn't remember what to say. He let out a low moan and mumbled weakly:
Please God, let me live.
Everything had moved so quickly—walking, clearing buildings and moving their way through the town. They'd just reached the middle of the town when they'd heard the telltale brrap of automatic gunfire. Someone up ahead of them dropped hard, and John could see from where he was that nothing beyond a miracle could help the man. So John dove for the closest cover he could reach instead, following close behind his squad leader and another soldier as he clung to the wall tightly, iron grip on his rifle.
The gunfire broke out all at once, and for a moment they were disoriented by the sheer amount of fire they were under. This mission was supposed to be easy, get in get out in time for dinner and a boring night. The bullets were pounding into the dilapidated walls they were using for cover, and as he watched stray bullets clipping the edges of the surfaces he knew there was nothing further from the truth.
They'd been given shit intel—it was the only explanation.
Somehow they managed to determine that there were two shooters hiding just up ahead—John didn't bother to ask how, he'd seen enough of the war to know that he could trust his squad leader's judgment. They had been separated from the majority of the patrol simply by luck, and of the two positions theirs had the obvious advantage for getting out of this mess—but they had to move.
His squad leader signaled for him to give cover fire, and he did as the two of them slipped out from behind cover and made a break for the next nearest wall to duck behind. John ducked back down and edged over as far as he could, so that he could still barely see the two creeping along the wall ahead without himself being visible by the shooters.
They disappeared out of sight, and Watson held his breath.
Bang. One shot, distinct from the automatic gunfire. Bang. Another, then silence. He waited a moment before he ventured a look around the cover. He spotted his Squad Leader edging his way back the way he'd come, and felt a sigh of relief building.
And then he saw him.
The man whipped around the corner, coming up behind the squad leader quickly, raising his gun—
This was idiotic, John knew that. He didn't care, didn't even hesitate as he stood fully, gun raised. He saw the man's attention shift, saw him redirecting his aim to his new target as he realized the threat John posed, felt the man's eyes lock onto his own.
BANG! He heard only one shot. From the back of his mind, he registered what happened as he watched the man stiffen and drop and felt the explosion of pain in his own shoulder. He was pushed back, twisting from the impact, and he tried and failed to catch his balance.
The ground was hard and he hit it with a solid thud.
He knew there could still be more men out there, waiting to pick him off. John knew this. But it was all he could do to push himself up to a relative sitting position (he wasn't quite sure how he'd managed it, one moment he was on the ground and the next his back was to the wall again, one hand pressing hard over the wound.
Just the shoulder, could be worse. Could it be worse? He couldn't remember that either, for a moment, before he took a long shuddering breath and remembered oh yes, I could have taken one in the lung.
Lucky him.
It was another couple of hours (or minutes or seconds, John was having trouble keeping track right now, and his brain supplied shock even as it asked what's that again?) before he feels a hand on his shoulder, his neck, and he glances to the side to see his squad leader again. He wagers a reassuring smile, but his brain must not have done that right either, because the frown on his squad leader's face only grows deeper.
He's half scolding him for being reckless, half reassuring him he'll be all right, and half thanking him and the math doesn't work there, does it, but John is getting too tired to care, and his shoulder his still throbbing and the bullets still in there, God damn it.
"Just hang in there Watson, just a bit longer, okay? Come on, Captain, look at me." He says and John shifts his gaze to see him pulls a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, "Here, you want one?" He offers.
Of course he doesn't. Cigarettes will kill you.
John nods very slightly anyway and accepts when he offers him a light.
He's never smoked before. But then, he'd never shot a man before, or been shot himself, either. John takes a drag and the smell is acrid and disgusting, and the smoke is hot, burns his lungs. He coughed slightly and it only jars his shoulder a little, and he's grateful for the clarity of mind that the little jolt of pain gives him. Through his pain-addled instructions he directs his squad leader to finding the combat gauze in his pack, and John he prays for another opportunity to be offered a cigarette.
He'll definitely turn it down.


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Before you start directing


If you're thinking that you really should be a film director...
maybe you should read this modest outline.




 
You're much better off forgetting about the whole thing. Today, EVERYONE wants to make a movie. Just ask the first stranger that you meet on the street. Chances are he/she has started a screenplay. The truth is that the film industry (and I mean the business of making films, as opposed to the magic of watching a great film) has captivated the imagination of the world. Hundreds of thousands of very intelligent people, who in past generations would have wanted to be doctors or architects or engineers or lawyers or The President -- now want to direct films.

Movie Stars now view becoming a Movie Star as just a stepping stone to directing (just ask Gary Oldman, Johnny Depp, Jodie Foster, Kiefer Sutherland, Tom Hanks, Timothy Hutton, Kevin Bacon, Griffin Dunne, Robert Redford, Barbra Streisand, Clint Eastwood, etc. etc. etc.). Sure, some of them ARE great directors, and some aren't. But who's a studio gonna give a film to -- them or you?

So imagine the SHEER FLOOD OF PRODUCT when every bright and ambitious person on the planet wants to make movies. In 1997, there are more than 400 films being released in North America. That's more than ONE A DAY. That means many good films are not going to be seen, period.

And consider this: If you are not A) a movie star, B) born into the right showbiz dynasty or C) very, very, very wealthy -- it's going to be a very rough uphill climb. Think "brutal." Think "humiliation" and "despair." Hollywood is littered with thousands of bright, talented and very bitter people who thought they had the stuff to make it, and didn't get a decent chance. For every SHE'S GOTTA HAVE IT, CLERKS and SLACKERS there are hundreds of thousands of small indie films, many very good, that never get seen... or never even get finished. In the end, these films really do nothing but eat up people's savings and credit cards and leave a very bitter taste in their mouths.

Even if you make a GOOD film, that does't mean that it will be distributed, or that anyone will go see it or that you will ever make a dime off of it. Making films as a Hollywood "outsider" is like playing emotional Russian roulette -- except there are five bullets and only one empty chamber. Not great odds.









If you are really an artist at heart, think of all the other things you could do and get immediate artistic satisfaction from. Music, dance, painting, poetry and fiction all jump to mind. You see, if you write a poem, that poem EXISTS -- even if your best friend is the only person who reads it. Remember Emily Dickinson? You've made a work of art-- there it is, in your hands. Congratulations: you've expressed yourself!

For a film to exist, it's not so easy. It means writing the screenplay, plus a dozen or so revisions, a business plan, budgets and spreadsheets galore, a couple thousand business lunches, fifty thousand or so phone calls and three hundred shouting matches. Then there's paperwork for miles -- secured loans, letters of credit, deal memos, contracts, completion bonds, chain of title, music clearances. And then there's "The Begging" -- begging agents, begging actors, begging deals, begging locations, begging crew not to walk after 16 hours on the set. Then there's the panic, the compromise, the scrambling for even more money... and early aging.

Then -- MAYBE there's a film that MAYBE someone will see.

Now, if none of this dissuades you... if you're sure you will absolutely CEASE TO BE AS A TRUE HUMAN BEING IF YOU DO NOT MAKE A MOVIE... well, okay. Read on.







Okay -- first and most important -- HAVE AN ORIGINAL THOUGHT -- have a real emotion you have not borrowed from someone else's movie or TV show or comic book. An emotion YOU OWN. Sure, all filmmakers make references to other films. Mozart made references to Haydn too, but Mozart had a vision and a voice and an intellect that was all his own. Filmmakers must also. So, make sure you live and have some kind of life experiences to speak from. Get your hands dirty in Real Life and experience the emotions and dreams and disasters and triumphs of real human beings. Volunteer at a food bank or old age home, walk across Central America or work the night shift at a bus station. In short, LIVE.

Filmmaking is privilege, not something you "deserve". It's a privilege to be able to speak with the voice of the world's most powerful and popular art form. So have something to say that lives up to the privilege. No one wants to pay money to see a movie that's a predictable patchwork of other directors' films. An homage to every other director who ever lived? Who cares?! The only reason to slug through all the bullshit in Number Two (above) is that you deeply and desperately have a point of view and need to put it up on the screen. An audience wants to be taken somewhere real and amazing by a guide who knows where he/she is going.






While you are having that Real Life, you have to become aware of the lexicon and history of film. That also means films made prior to 1970! Maybe you know Hitchcock and Welles, but you should know the difference between Hawks and Ford and Capra and Sturges and Wilder and Lubitch and Vidor and Keaton as well. Most of these films are there at your corner videostore (in the area that's not called "Current Releases" or "Hong Kong Action"). Here's my personal list of must-see (pre-1970) films as a starting point:




Jim's personal pre-1970 must-see film list:

Sunset Blvd. + Double Indemnity + The Apartment (Wilder)
8 1/2 + La Dolce Vita (Fellini)
Wild Strawberries, The Seventh Seal & Persona (Bergman)
Bringing Up Baby + The Big Sleep (Hawks)
The Lady Eve + The Miracle of Morgan Creek & Sullivan's Travels (Sturges)
Meet John Doe + Mr. Smith Goes to Washington (Capra)
A Touch of Evil + Citizen Kane (Welles)
Day for Night + Four Hundred Blows (Truffaut)
Rear Window + Vertigo (Hitchcock)
The Searchers + The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance (Ford)
Plus...
Rashomon, Breathless, Beauty & the Beast (Cocteau, not Disney), The Third Man, Dr. Strangelove, The Red Shoes, Wuthering Heights, The Sweet Smell of Success

Silent Films (from the time when film truly was a universal language):

The Big Parade + The Crowd (Vidor)
The Gold Rush + Modern Times (Chaplin)
Napoleon (Gance)
Sherlock Jr. (Keaton)
Metropolis (Lang)
The Flesh + The Devil
Wings


Watch your favorite films more than once-- watch them with the sound off so you can better understand what was done with the camera; shot selection, editing, camera movements, art direction, costumes, focus, dissolves etc. etc. etc.

Close your eyes and LISTEN to the films; hear the dialog pacing, the background sounds, what the music does, when it starts, builds, fades, how it's mixed, the sound effects, and especially what all of this makes you feel. Films are COMPLICATED-- there's a lot to learn.

Assuming you want to WRITE movies, too, you're going to have to read screenplays. Read every one you can, even from movies you don't like. You can get the suppliers of scripts from the back of some of film magazines (try "Premiere", "Movieline" and "Film Comment"). And, I would personally limit myself to reading only one or two of those "how to write a screenplay" books -- you'll pick up format and style from reading the real thing, unless you are a complete dolt, in which case you won't make it anyway (see Numbers 1 and 2 above!). And one more thing... those "how to" books are generally bad for your writing because they teach you silly rules that you tend to cling to, because they're the first thing you learn.






Film is the synthesis of the arts. It's also its own unique art form. To be a good director you should know all the arts, because they all figure into what you do (or should be doing) as a director.

STORY -- you must know the classics in literature, poetry and theater.
IMAGE -- drawing, painting, printmaking & photography.
DESIGN -- architecture, fashion design, graphic and interior design
PACING/EDITING -- you can learn a lot from dance, opera, jazz and classical music (think of film as dancing images with words)
MUSIC -- you can learn from all musical forms, and you should know the basics of all types: jazz ,classical, rock, folk, world, country, rap, etc. And get a basic musical education -- know why chamber music is different from a concerto and what an oboe sounds like.


A director's job has three parts:
A) Having the vision (and being committed to it)
B) Communicating the vision (to your team).
C) Realizing the vision (on the screen).

Parts A & C are based on talent, heart and guts. And the more you know about the Arts, the easier Part B is to learn. You need to know Ibsen from Miller from Mammet to talk to your actors. You need to know allegro from diminuendo from legato to speak to your composer and music editor. You'll need to know Monet from Hopper from Weston from Rubens to talk to your director of photography. You'll need to know Dior from Queen Anne from Bauhaus to talk to your Production and Costume designers. You must make each department's aesthetic blend seamlessly with the others to make the whole damned thing one piece -- YOUR piece. Plus, you will win your crew's respect -- a major battle for a first-timer.

You'll also have to know the art movements and what they meant to their times. That means understanding the difference between Gothic and Realism and Mannerism and Expressionism.

The simple fact is that the arts can only be spoken about in the context of other artworks. You might have to say that the "mood is Baroque" or the score needs to be "more like Beethoven here" or that this line should be read like it "was written by Hemmingway". Directing is leading a ragged pack of artists on a perilous journey, and the first step is to help them understand what the hell you are talking about.

Besides all of that -- you will be infinitely inspired by what you learn from these painters and designers and musicians and writers. They all dealt in the same commodity, HUMAN EMOTION -- the very stuff you are dealing with.when you make your movie. Why not pick up a few tips from the masters?










It's great that everyone (almost) has access to a video-camera. So get started. Borrow a camera and start shooting. Make a documentary about the mailboxes in your neighborhood. Get aspiring actors from the local community theater and try to do something. Edit in the camera (shoot in order, scene by scene) It's all great practice. There are angles, lenses, light, acting and pacing to deal with. Sure, it's not "professional" but it's a moving image with sound-- it's filmmaking. Plus, you have more credibility when you talk about yourself as a "director" if you've made a dozen short films on video, instead of just talking about the day you are going to be a big-time film director.





A good director knows everything about making films -- or at least can fake it. That means you should try to learn as much as you can about the craft of your cast and crew. Attend acting classes (you can monitor the class if you are shy) to learn what actors go through. First-time directors often have a notoriously bad time talking to actors and conducting rehearsals, so put this at the top of your list. Learn about editing and photography and art direction and sound recording any way you can -- school, books, seminars. The more you know, the more tools you have to be a real filmmaker.





Almost anyone can get a job on a real movie if they're determined enough and don't mind working for free and doing less-than-glamourous jobs like sweeping out trucks, getting the coffee and holding traffic during takes. But what you will learn even in the worst job is valuable -- and cheaper than film school. Call your local film office and get a list of all the films that might shoot in your area, write an impassioned letter about how much you want to work like a dog for free... and you'll most likely get a call. If not, go to the film's production office and find the Production Coordinator (NOT the director, producer or production manager) and beg (good practice for Number 2 above). Mention that you live for making photocopies and driving to Federal Express at midnight.







Find good people and make a movie that's worth their talents.

One of the most important things to learn as you make your first film is that you really can't do everything yourself. Make it a priority to seduce/beg/hire the most talented DP, Costume Designer, Production Designer, Set Decorator, AD, Gaffer, Editor, etc. etc. you can afford. These people are artists, too, and can give your film a polish and sheen that sets it apart. Plus, it makes it easier for you and your actors to do your jobs when talented people are doing their jobs all around. One strategy for low budget films is to give talented assistants their first "key" position. Find that asst. camera person or gaffer who's looking for a shot at their first DP job. They will really care about what they do because this is their one chance, too -- and they'll forgive the lower salary.

Remember, a first-time director has only one "at-bat" and it had better be a solid triple if not a home run... because there's another five thousand guys behind you in line who are itching for their chance. So build a good team around you.










This may seem to be silly advice, but BE SMART. That means don't let your emotions or ego rule you on the set -- THINK before you shoot off your mouth. Every action you take and every word you speak has to be a calculated move designed to make your film better.

As a first-time director you have your authority challenged on a hourly basis. Everyone's watching you and second-guessing you because they want to be where you are. On the other hand, they want the film to succeed, so they want to look at you and see confidence, honesty and commitment -- what they don't want to see is a selfish brat. Remember - they have never seen a feature film that you have made. They've never read a review of one of your films. Will the film suck? It could. And remember, they've probably worked on several films that have been awful. It's hard on an actor or crew person to work their ass off and have the film be horrible. They ask "Why did I kill myself for that piece of shit?" It's easy to see their point.

Remember -- it's ALWAYS the director's fault if the film sucks -- and that's the way it should be. It's easy to get bent out of shape when you feel you are not respected. But it's better for the film if you out-think people rather than just having an ego fit.

If the actor is challenging you -- remember he/she is scared to death that you will make them look foolish. Address that fear by doing whatever you can to help them trust you (knowing what the hell you are doing helps). They want you to lead them... and to listen to their point of view -- it's a very delicate balancing act.

In many ways every actor and crew person is your opponent in a negotiation -- your job is about negotiating them into your vision for the film -- which is where they really want to be anyway. Just remember that the only leverage a first-time director has is his/her brain. You haven't directed an Oscar-winning film yet -- so you can't bully anyone. The only power you have is the power that comes from passion, determination, wisdom and commitment. So get those things in spades before you step on the set!

SO, THAT'S MY TOP TEN -- I write all of this admitting that I love films and filmmaking (really!). It took me over twelve years to raise the money for my first feature film, and I feel very privileged to have been given my shot. It was only through sheer persistence, not being smart enough to give up and the grace of God that I got the chance to make my first feature. If you are stubborn and smart enough -- you might make it, too.

By the way... You'll notice I left out all that stuff about "raising the money" and "making the deal." It's all random chance anyway... so whatever I could tell you will be almost worthless because what worked for me will probably never work for you. What matters is that if and when you DO get your shot, you have the craft and vision to make a film that means something.

Good luck!


Jim Robinson








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Recommendations: Directors' Favorite Films

Recommendations: Directors' Favorite Films


    Allison Anders' 10 Favorite Criterion Films
  1. A Woman is A Woman
  2. Charade
  3. 3 Women
  4. Carnival of Souls
  5. Young Mr. Lincoln
  6. My Man Godfrey
  7. Gimme Shelter
  8. Monterey Pop
  9. Dazed and Confused
  10. The Red Shoes

    Woody Allen
    Denys Arcand (circa 2002):
  • Bicycle Thieves (De Sica)
  • Citizen Kane (Welles)
  • The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie (Bu??)
  • 8 1/2 (Fellini)
  • Il general Della Rovere (Rossellini)
  • The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance (Ford)
  • Partie de campagne (Renoir)
  • Seven Samurai (Kurosawa)
  • The Silence (Bergman)
  • Triumph of the Will (Riefenstahl)
    George Armitage (circa 2002):
  1. Dr. Strangelove (Kubrick)
  2. Sweet Smell of Success (Mackendrick)
  3. The Magnificent Seven (J. Sturges)
  4. Seven Samurai (Kurosawa)
  5. The Boy with Green Hair (Losey)
  6. The Thing from Another World (Nyby)
  7. A Canterbury Tale (Powell, Pressburger)
  8. The Maltese Falcon (Huston)
  9. Sullivan's Travels (P. Sturges)
  10. Citizen Kane (Welles)
  11. Local Hero (Forsyth)
    Gillian Armstrong's Top 10 Films (circa 2002):
  1. Citizen Kane (Welles, 1941)
  2. Raging Bull (Scorsese, 1980)
  3. La Strada (Fellini, 1954)
  4. The Godfather Part II (Coppola, 1974)
  5. Rashomon (Kurosawa, 1951)
  6. Chinatown (Polanski, 1974)
  7. Bicycle Thieves (De Sica, 1948)
  8. 8 1/2 (Fellini, 1963)
  9. Singin' in the Rain (Kelly, Donen, 1952)
  10. Vertigo (Hitchcock, 1958)
    Harold Becker (circa 2002):
  • L'avventura (Antonioni)
  • Berlin Alexanderplatz (Fassbinder)
  • Citizen Kane (Welles)
  • A Clockwork Orange (Kubrick)
  • 8 1/2 (Fellini)
  • The Grapes of Wrath (Ford)
  • In Cold Blood (Brooks)
  • Lawrence of Arabia (Lean)
  • Sunset Blvd. (Wilder)
  • The Treasure of the Sierra Madre (Huston)
    Andrew Bergman

    Andrew Bergman (circa 2002):
    8 1/2 (Fellini)
    Jules et Jim (Truffaut)
    Citizen Kane (Welles)
    City Lights (Chaplin)
    The Godfather and The Godfather Part II (Coppola)
    The Treasure of the Sierra Madre (Huston)
    Brief Encounter (Lean)
    Jaws (Spielberg)
    Rear Window (Hitchcock)
    It Happened One Night (Capra)
    Dr. Strangelove (Kubrick)
    Some Like It Hot (Wilder)
    Double Indemnity (Wilder)
    Bernardo Bertolucci

    Bernardo Bertolucci's Top 10 Films (circa 2002):
  1. La Règle du Jeu (Renoir, 1939)
  2. Sansho Dayu (Mizoguchi, 1954)
  3. Germany, Year Zero (Rossellini, 1947)
  4. A Bout de Souffle (Godard, 1959)
  5. Stagecoach (Ford, 1939)
  6. Blue Velvet (Lynch, 1986)
  7. City Lights (Chaplin, 1931)
  8. Marnie (Hitchcock, 1964)
  9. Accattone (Pasolini, 1961)
  10. Touch of Evil (Welles, 1958)

    Robert Bresson

    Robert Bresson's Favorite Films (circa 1952):
  1. The Gold Rush (Chaplin, ?)
  2. City Lights (Chaplin, ?)
  3. Potemkin (Eisentein, ?)
  4. Brief Encounter (Lean, ?)
  5. The Bicycle Thief (De Sica, ?)
  6. Man of Aran (Flaherty, ?)
  7. Louisiana Story (Flaherty, ?)
    Luis Buñuel

    Luis Buñuel's Favorite Films (circa 1952):
  1. Underworld (Sternberg)
  2. The Gold Rush (Chaplin)
  3. The Bicycle Thief (De Sica)
  4. Potemkin (Eisenstein)
  5. Portrait of Jennie (Dieterle)
  6. Cavalcade (Lloyd)
  7. White Shadows in the South Seas (Van Dyke)
  8. Dead of Night (Cavalcantin, etc.)
  9. L'Age d'Or (Buñuel)
  10. I Am a Fugitive from a Chain Gang (Le Roy)

    Yiwen Chen 

    Yiwen Chen (circa 2002):
    Ashes of Time (Wong)
    A Brighter Summer Day (Yang)
    Citizen Kane (Welles)
    Crimes and Misdemeanors (Allen)
    The Godfather (Coppola)
    Red Sorghum (Zhang)
    Requiem for a Dream (Aronofsky)
    Thirty-two Short Films about Glenn Gould (Girard)
    Throne of Blood (Kurosawa)
    The Time to Live and the Time to Die (Hou)
    Alex Cox 

    Alex Cox (circa 2002):
    Citizen Kane (Welles)
    The Devils (K. Russell)
    The Exterminating Angel (Bu??)
    King Kong (Cooper, Schoedsack)
    The Mattei Affair (Rosi)
    O Lucky Man! (Anderson)
    2001: A Space Odyssey (Kubrick)
    Throne of Blood (Kurosawa)
    The Wages of Fear (Clouzot)
    The War Game (Watkins)
    Cameron Crowe 

    Cameron Crowe (circa 2002):
    The Apartment (Wilder)
    La R?e du jeu (Renoir)
    La dolce vita (Fellini)
    Manhattan (Allen)
    The Best Years of Our Lives (Wyler)
    To Kill a Mockingbird (Mulligan)
    Harold and Maude (Ashby)
    Pulp Fiction (Tarantino)
    Quadrophenia (Roddam)
    Ninotchka (Lubitsch)
    John Dahl

    John Dahl (circa 2002):
    Chinatown (Polanski)
    A Clockwork Orange (Kubrick)
    Crimes and Misdemeanors (Allen)
    Double Indemnity (Wilder)
    The Godfather (Coppola)
    Once upon a Time in the West (Leone)
    Schindler's List (Spielberg)
    Sunset Blvd. (Wilder)
    The Treasure of the Sierra Madre (Huston)
    Unforgiven (Eastwood)
    Joe Dante 

    Joe Dante (circa 2002):
  1. Citizen Kane (Welles)
  2. City Lights (Chaplin)
  3. 8 1/2 (Fellini)
  4. Les Enfants du paradis (Carn?/a>
  5. The Dead (Brakhage)
  6. Rashomon (Kurosawa)
  7. Psycho (Hitchcock)
  8. Raging Bull (Scorsese)
  9. The Searchers (Ford)
  10. Once upon a Time in the West (Leone)
    Vittorio De Sica

    Vittorio De Sica's Favorite Films (circa 1952):
  1. Man of Aran (Flaherty)
  2. The Kid (Chaplin)
  3. La Chienne (Renoir)
  4. Le Million (Clair)
  5. L'Atalante (Vigo)
  6. Kameradschadt (Pabst)
  7. Storm Over Asia (Pudovkin)
  8. Potemkin (Eisenstein)
  9. Hallelujah! (Vidor)
  10. La Kermesse Heroique (Feyder)
    Carl Dreyer

    Carl Dreyer's Favorite Films (circa 1952):
  1. Birth of a Nation (Griffith)
  2. Arne's Treasure (Stiller)
  3. Potemkin (Eisenstein)
  4. The Gold Rush (Chaplin)
  5. Sous les Toits de Paris (Clair)
  6. Quai des Brumes (Carne)
  7. Brief Encounter (Lean)
  8. Henry V (Olivier)
  9. The Petrified Forest (Mayo)
  10. Open City (Rossellini)

    Milos Forman 

    Milos Forman (circa 2002):
    Amarcord (Fellini)
    American Graffiti (Lucas)
    Citizen Kane (Welles)
    City Lights (Chaplin)
    The Deer Hunter (Cimino)
    Les Enfants du paradis (Carn?/a>
    Giant (Stevens)
    The Godfather (Coppola)
    Miracle in Milan (De Sica)
    Raging Bull (Scorsese)
    Terry Gilliam

    Terry Gilliam's 10 Favorite Films (circa January 1994)
    Citizen Kane
    Seven Samurai
    Seventh Seal
    8 1/2
    2001: A Space Odyssey
    Sherlock Jr
    Pinocchio
    Les Enfants du Paradis
    One-Eyed Jacks
    The Apartment
    Source: Sight and Sound Magazine
    Also:
    Birth of a Nation
    The Exterminating Angel
    Lawrence of Arabia
    Napoleon - D: Gance
    Jonathan Glazer 

    Jonathan Glazer (circa 2002):
    Andrei Roublev (Tarkovsky)
    2001: A Space Odyssey (Kubrick)
    Throne of Blood (Kurosawa)
    The Godfather Part II (Coppola)
    Citizen Kane (Welles)
    Cries and Whispers (Bergman)
    8 1/2 (Fellini)
    The Gospel According to St. Matthew (Pasolini)
    Raging Bull (Scorsese)
    The Great Dictator (Chaplin)
    Mary Harron 

    Mary Harron (circa 2002):
    Alexander Nevsky (Eisenstein)
    Citizen Kane (Welles)
    La dolce vita (Fellini)
    Dr. Strangelove (Kubrick)
    Les Enfants du paradis (Carn?/a>
    The Exterminating Angel (Bu??)
    His Girl Friday (Hawks)
    The Passion of Joan of Arc (Dreyer)
    Raging Bull (Scorsese)
    World of Apu (S. Ray)
    Alfred Hitchcock
    Smokey and the Bandit (1977) - D: Hal Needham
    Ann Hui 

    Ann Hui (circa 2002):
    The Godfather Part II (Coppola)
    The Time to Live and the Time to Die (Hou)
    Viridiana (Bu??)
    Mirror (Tarkovsky)
    Seven Samurai (Kurosawa)
    Floating Clouds (Naruse)
    All about My Mother (Almod??)
    Vivre sa vie (Godard)
    ?oge de l'amour (Godard)
    Eternity and a Day (Angelopoulos)
    Jim Jarmusch 

    Jim Jarmusch (circa 2002):
    L'Atalante (Vigo)
    Tokyo Story (Ozu)
    They Live by Night (N. Ray)
    Bob le flambeur (Melville)
    Sunrise (Murnau)
    The Cameraman (Sedgwick)
    Mouchette (Bresson)
    Seven Samurai (Kurosawa)
    Broken Blossoms (Griffith)
    Rome, Open City (Rossellini)

    Asif Kapadia 

    Asif Kapadia (circa 2002):
    Psycho (Hitchcock)
    Raging Bull (Scorsese)
    The Godfather and The Godfather Part II (Coppola)
    Ugetsu Monogatari (Mizoguchi)
    Do the Right Thing (Lee)
    Once upon a Time in the West (Leone)
    Don't Look Now (Roeg)
    The Hidden Fortress (Kurosawa)
    The Story of Qiu Ju (Zhang)
    Straw Dogs (Peckinpah)
    Jonathan Kaplan 

    Jonathan Kaplan (circa 2002):
    Modern Times (Chaplin)
    Vertigo (Hitchcock)
    The Searchers (Ford)
    Bringing Up Baby (Hawks)
    Barry Lyndon (Kubrick)
    The Apartment (Wilder)
    To Kill a Mockingbird (Mulligan)
    The Wild Bunch (Peckinpah)
    Once upon a Time in the West (Leone)
    White Heat (Walsh)
    Aki Kaurism? 

    Aki Kaurism? (circa 2002):
    L'Age d'or (Bu??)
    L'Atalante (Vigo)
    Au hasard Balthazar (Bresson)
    Broken Blossoms (Griffith)
    Casque d'or (Becker)
    Greed (von Stroheim)
    Mon oncle (Tati)
    Nanook of the North (Flaherty)
    Rome, Open City (Rossellini)
    Tokyo Story (Ozu)
    Elia Kazan

    Elia Kazan's Favorite Films (circa 1952):
  1. Potemkin (Eisenstein)
  2. Aerograd (Dovzhenko)
  3. The Gold Rush (Chaplin)
  4. Flesh and the Devil (Brown)
  5. Open City (Rossellini)
  6. The Bicycle Thief (De Sica)
  7. Shoulder Arms (Chaplin)
  8. Target for Tonight (Watt)
  9. La Femme du Boulanger (Pagnol)
  10. Marius, Fanny, Cesar (Pagnol)
    Stanley Kubrick

    Stanley Kubrick's 10 Favorite Films (circa 1963):
  1. Vitelloni, I (1953) (aka Vitelloni) - D: Federico Fellini
  2. Smultronstället (1957) (aka Wild Strawberries) - D: Ingmar Bergman
  3. Citizen Kane (1941) - D: Orson Welles
  4. The Treasure of the Sierra Madre (1948) - D: John Huston
  5. City Lights (1931) - D: Charles Chaplin
  6. Henry V (1944) - D: Laurence Olivier
  7. La Notte (1960) (aka The Night) - D: Michelangelo Antonioni
  8. The Bank Dick (1940) - D: Edward F. Cline
  9. Roxie Hart (1942) - D: William A. Wellman
  10. Hell's Angels (1930) - D: Howard Hughes

    Source: Kubrick by Michael Ciment (1980)

    Also:
    E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial (1982) - D: Steven Spielberg
    Eraserhead (1977) - D: David Lynch
    Modern Romance (1981) - D: Albert Brooks
    La Ronde (1950) - D: Max Ophüls
    Spike Lee
    Richard Linklater
    O Lucky Man!
    Clara Law 

    Clara Law (circa 2002):
    Mirror (Tarkovsky)
    Sacrifice (Tarkovsky)
    Tokyo Story (Ozu)
    Eternity and a Day (Angelopoulos)
    L'Argent (Bresson)
    Three Colours Blue (Kieslowski)
    L'eclisse (Antonioni)
    A City of Sadness (Hou)
    Ran (Kurosawa)
    Last Year at Marienbad (Resnais)
    David Lean

    David Lean's Favorite Films (circa 1952):
  1. Intolerance (Griffith)
  2. Variety (DuPont)
  3. The Crowd (Vidor)
  4. City Lights (Chaplin)
  5. White Shadows in the South Seas (Van Dyke)
  6. A Nous la Liberte (Clair)
  7. Grand Illusion (Renoir)
  8. Les Enfants du Paradis (Carne)
  9. Le Jour se leve (Carne)
  10. Citizen Kane (Welles)

    Sidney Lumet

    Sidney Lumet (circa 2002):
    The Best Years of Our Lives (Wyler)
    Fanny and Alexander (Bergman)
    The Godfather (Coppola)
    The Grapes of Wrath (Ford)
    Intolerance (Griffith)
    The Passion of Joan of Arc (Dreyer)
    Ran (Kurosawa)
    Roma (Fellini)
    Singin' in the Rain (Kelly, Donen)
    2001: A Space Odyssey (Kubrick)
    Kevin MacDonald

    Kevin MacDonald (circa 2002):
    Atanarjuat The Fast Runner (Kunuk)
    Double Indemnity (Wilder)
    The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp (Powell, Pressburger)
    The Magnificent Ambersons (Welles)
    The Palm Beach Story (P. Sturges)
    Partie de campagne (Renoir)
    Rear Window (Hitchcock)
    Singin' in the Rain (Kelly, Donen)
    The Thin Blue Line (Morris)
    The Unseen (Janek)
    Michael Mann 

    Michael Mann (circa 2002):
    Apocalypse Now (Coppola)
    Battleship Potemkin (Eisenstein)
    Citizen Kane (Welles)
    Dr. Strangelove (Kubrick)
    Faust (Murnau)
    Last Year at Marienbad (Resnais)
    My Darling Clementine (Ford)
    The Passion of Joan of Arc (Dreyer)
    Raging Bull (Scorsese)
    The Wild Bunch (Peckinpah)
    Scott McGehee 

    Scott McGehee (circa 2002):
    A Matter of Life and Death (Powell, Pressburger)
    The Best Years of Our Lives (Wyler)
    Written on the Wind (Sirk)
    Sweet Smell of Success (Mackendrick)
    Touch of Evil (Welles)
    Vertigo (Hitchcock)
    When a Woman Ascends the Stairs (Naruse)
    Les Parapluies de Cherbourg (Demy)
    The Conformist (Bertolucci)
    Chinatown (Polanski)
    Anurag Mehta 

    Anurag Mehta (circa 2002):
    Star Wars (Lucas)
    Raiders of the Lost Ark (Spielberg)
    Rocky (Avildsen)
    Jaws (Spielberg)
    Forrest Gump (Zemeckis)
    Superman (Donner)
    Jerry Maguire (Crowe)
    Casablanca (Curtiz)
    Back to the Future (Zemeckis)
    Pulp Fiction (Tarantino)

    Lukas Moodysson
    The Chekist (1992) - D: Aleksandr Rogozhkin
    Steel Magnolias - D: Herbert Ross
    Geri - D: Molly Dineen
    Lamerica (1994) - D: Gianni Amelio
    Tarnation (2003)
    Mira Nair

    Mira Nair (circa 2002):
  1. An Angel at My Table (Campion)
  2. The Battle of Algiers (Pontecorvo)
  3. Dekalog (Kieslowski)
  4. The Double Life of V?nique (Kieslowski)
  5. 8 1/2 (Fellini)
  6. The Godfather (Coppola)
  7. In the Mood for Love (Wong)
  8. La Jet?(Marker)
  9. The Music Room (S. Ray)
  10. Pyaasa (Dutt)
  11. Raging Bull (Scorsese)
  12. Time of the Gypsies (Kusturica)

    Babak Payami 

    Babak Payami (circa 2002):
    Seven Samurai (Kurosawa)
    The White Nights (Visconti)
    2001: A Space Odyssey (Kubrick)
    Un Chien andalou (Bu??)
    Last Year at Marienbad (Resnais)
    Short Cuts (Altman)
    L'avventura (Antonioni)
    Still Life (Saless)
    Que Viva Mexico! (Eisenstein)
    Citizen Kane (Welles)
    Sam Peckinpah
    Sydney Pollack 

    Sydney Pollack (circa 2002):
    Casablanca (Curtiz)
    Citizen Kane (Welles)
    The Conformist (Bertolucci)
    The Godfather Part II (Coppola)
    La Grande Illusion (Renoir)
    The Leopard (Visconti)
    Once upon a Time in America (Leone)
    Raging Bull (Scorsese)
    The Seventh Seal (Bergman)
    Sunset Blvd. (Wilder)
    Alex Proyas

    Alex Proyas (circa 2002):
  1. Citizen Kane (Welles)
  2. Dr. Strangelove (Kubrick)
  3. The Exorcist (Friedkin)
  4. The Godfather (Coppola)
  5. It's a Wonderful Life (Capra)
  6. Lawrence of Arabia (Lean)
  7. North by Northwest (Hitchcock)
  8. One Flew over the Cuckoo's Nest (Forman)
  9. The Third Man (Reed)
  10. The Wizard of Oz (Fleming)

    Carol Reed

    Carol Reed's Favorite Films (circa 1952):
  1. City Lights (Chaplin)
  2. Ninotchka (Lubitsch)
  3. Les Enfants du Paradis (Carne)
  4. Gone With the Wind (Fleming)
  5. La Ronde (Ophuls)
  6. All Quiet on the Western Front (Milestone)
  7. La Kermesse Heroique (Feyder)
  8. Variety (DuPont)
  9. La Femme du Boulanger (Pagnol)
  10. Pygmalion (Asquith)
    Karel Reisz 

    Karel Reisz (circa 2002):
    The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie (Bu??)
    Earth (Dovzhenko)
    Fires Were Started (Jennings)
    The Lady Eve (P. Sturges)
    Nashville (Altman)
    Raging Bull (Scorsese)
    La R?e du jeu (Renoir)
    Strangers on a Train (Hitchcock)
    They Were Expendable (Ford)
    Tokyo Story (Ozu)

    George A. Romero 

    George A. Romero (circa 2002):
    The Brothers Karamazov (Brooks)
    Casablanca (Curtiz)
    Dr. Strangelove (Kubrick)
    High Noon (Zinnemann)
    King Solomon's Mines (Bennett)
    North by Northwest (Hitchcock)
    The Quiet Man (Ford)
    Repulsion (Polanski)
    Touch of Evil (Welles)
    The Tales of Hoffmann (Powell, Pressburger)
    Paul Schrader 

    Paul Schrader (circa 2002):
    La R?e du jeu (Renoir)
    Tokyo Story (Ozu)
    Pickpocket (Bresson)
    Citizen Kane (Welles)
    The Lady Eve (P. Sturges)
    La Belle et la B? (Cocteau)
    The Conformist (Bertolucci)
    Vertigo (Hitchcock)
    The Searchers (Ford)
    The Wild Bunch (Peckinpah)
    Barbet Schroeder 

    Barbet Schroeder (circa 2002):
  1. Anatomy of a Murder (Preminger)
  2. Bigger Than Life (N. Ray)
  3. The Big Heat (Lang)
  4. Europa '51 (Rossellini)
  5. Gion Bayashi (Mizoguchi)
  6. Late Spring (Ozu)
  7. Ordet (Dreyer)
  8. Rio Bravo (Hawks)
  9. Sunrise (Murnau)
  10. Vertigo (Hitchcock)
    Joel Schumacher 

    Joel Schumacher (circa 2002):
    Battleship Potemkin (Eisenstein)
    Lawrence of Arabia (Lean)
    The Cook, The Thief, His Wife & Her Lover (Greenaway)
    Bicycle Thieves (De Sica)
    Breaking the Waves (von Trier)
    A Clockwork Orange (Kubrick)
    The Conversation (Coppola)
    Sunset Blvd. (Wilder)
    Stalker (Tarkovsky)
    The Conformist (Bertolucci)
    Martin Scorcese

    Martin Scorcese's Favorite Color Films (circa 2005):
    English-Language:
  1. Barry Lyndon (Kubrick, 1975)
  2. Duel in the Sun (Vidor, 1946)
  3. Invaders from Mars (Menzies, 1953)
  4. Leave Her to Heaven (Stahl, 1946)
  5. Moby Dick (Huston, 1956)
  6. Phantom of the Opera (Lubin, 1943)
  7. The Red Shoes (Powell, 1948)
  8. The Searchers (Ford, 1956)
  9. Singin' in the Rain (Donen, 1952)
  10. Vertigo (Hitchcock, 1958)
    Foreign-Language:
  11. Contempt (Godard, 1963)
  12. Cries and Whispers (Bergman, 1972)
  13. Gate of Hell (Kinugasa, 1953)
  14. In The Mood For Love (Wong, 2000)
  15. The Last Emperor (Betolucci, 1987)
  16. Red Desert (Antonioni, 1964)
  17. The River (Renoir, 1951)
  18. Satyricon (Fellini, 1969)
  19. Senso (Visconti, 1954)
  20. Shadows of Forgotten Ancestors (Paradjanov, 1964)
    Source: Pigs and Battleships
    Susan Seidelman 

    Susan Seidelman (circa 2002):
    All about Eve (Mankiewicz)
    The Apartment (Wilder)
    Badlands (Malick)
    Blue Velvet (Lynch)
    Broadway Danny Rose (Allen)
    GoodFellas (Scorsese)
    Jules et Jim (Truffaut)
    Nights of Cabiria (Fellini)
    North by Northwest (Hitchcock)
    Pulp Fiction (Tarantino)
    Mrinal Sen 

    Mrinal Sen (circa 2002):
    The Passion of Joan of Arc (Dreyer)
    Battleship Potemkin (Eisenstein)
    La Grande Illusion (Renoir)
    L'Age d'or (Bu??)
    Four Nights of a Dreamer (Bresson)
    Bicycle Thieves (De Sica)
    La dolce vita (Fellini)
    Aparajito (S. Ray)
    Monsieur Verdoux (Chaplin)
    Last Year at Marienbad (Resnais)
    Santosh Sivan 

    Santosh Sivan (circa 2002):
    The Passion of Joan of Arc (Dreyer)
    Mirror (Tarkovsky)
    Tokyo Story (Ozu)
    Cries and Whispers (Bergman)
    2001: A Space Odyssey (Kubrick)
    Charulata (S. Ray)
    Aguirre, Wrath of God (Herzog)
    The Great Dictator (Chaplin)
    Seven Samurai (Kurosawa)
    Apocalypse Now (Coppola)
    George Sluizer 

    George Sluizer (circa 2002):
    Andrei Roublev (Tarkovsky)
    L'avventura (Antonioni)
    Voyage to Italy (Rossellini)
    Sunset Blvd. (Wilder)
    On the Waterfront (Kazan)
    Lacombe Lucien (Malle)
    Vertigo (Hitchcock)
    Death in Venice (Visconti)
    Alexander Nevsky (Eisenstein)
    The Golden Coach (Renoir)
    Kevin Smith
    Kevin Smith's Top Ten Films of 2006 (circa 2007):
    The Departed
    Little Children
    Half Nelson
    Clerks II
    Inside Man
    V for Vendetta
    The Last King of Scotland
    United 93
    Perfume
    Borat
    Iain Softley 

    Iain Softley (circa 2002):
    Casablanca (Curtiz)
    Citizen Kane (Welles)
    The Godfather (Coppola)
    2001: A Space Odyssey (Kubrick)
    Don't Look Now (Roeg)
    Apocalypse Now (Coppola)
    Chinatown (Polanski)
    Lawrence of Arabia (Lean)
    Psycho (Hitchcock)
    Sunset Blvd. (Wilder)
    Steven Spielberg

    Steven Spielberg's 10 Favorite Films:
    Lawrence of Arabia (1962) - D: David Lean
    Fantasia (1940) - D: Walt Disney
    Citizen Kane (1941) - D: Orson Welles
    It's A Wonderful Life (1946) - D: Frank Capra
    2001: A Space Odyssey (1968) - D: Stanley Kubrick
    A Guy Named Joe (1947) - D: Victor Fleming
    War of the Worlds (1953) - D: Byron Haskin and George Pal
    Psycho (1960) - D: Alfred Hitchcock
    Day For Night (1973) - D: François Truffaut
    The Godfather (1972) - D: Francis Ford Coppola

    Source: Empire Magazine

    Also:
    Cartouche
    Ikiru
    Meet Me in St. Louis (1944)
    The Searchers
    Seven Samurai
    The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (1974)

    Quentin Tarantino

    Quentin Tarantino (circa 2002):
  1. The Good, the Bad and the Ugly (Leone)
  2. Rio Bravo (Hawks)
  3. Taxi Driver (Scorsese)
  4. His Girl Friday (Hawks)
  5. Rolling Thunder (Flynn)
  6. They All Laughed (Bogdanovich)
  7. The Great Escape (J. Sturges)
  8. Carrie (De Palma)
  9. Coffy (Hill)
  10. Dazed and Confused (Linklater)
  11. Five Fingers of Death (Chang)
  12. Hi Diddle Diddle (Stone)

    Assault on Precinct 13 (1976)
    Chungking Express
    Iron Monkey
    'Manos' the Hands of Fate (1966)
    Revenge
    Star Trek: The Wrath of Khan (1982)
    Switchblade Sisters
    Thriller: A Cruel Picture
    Johnnie To
  1. Seven Samurai
  2. High and Low
  3. Straw Dogs
  4. Harakiri
  5. Le Samourai
  6. Le Cercle Rouge
  7. In in the Mood for Love
  8. Brazil
  9. The Last Emperor
  10. Yojimbo

    Gore Verbinski 

    Gore Verbinski (circa 2002):
    Chinatown (Polanski)
    The Conversation (Coppola)
    Dr. Strangelove (Kubrick)
    The Good, the Bad and the Ugly (Leone)
    McCabe & Mrs. Miller (Altman)
    The Night of the Hunter (Laughton)
    Sacrifice (Tarkovsky)
    The Servant (Losey)
    The Tenant (Polanski)
    The Wages of Fear (Clouzot)
    Paul Verhoeven
    King Vidor

    King Vidor's Favorite Films (circa 1952):
  1. Intolerance (Griffith)
  2. Sunrise (Murnau)
  3. Der letze Mann (Murnau)
  4. The Big Parade (Vidor)
  5. Brief Encounter (Lean)
  6. Red Shoes (Powell-Pressburger)
  7. Open City (Rossellini)
  8. City Lights (Chaplin)
  9. Citizen Kane (Welles)
  10. The Best Years of Our Lives (Wyler)
    Vincent Ward

    Vincent Ward (circa 2002):
  1. Andrei Roublev (Tarkovsky)
  2. La strada (Fellini)
  3. The General (Keaton)
  4. The Navigator (Keaton)
  5. The Apartment (Wilder)
  6. Sunrise (Murnau)
  7. The Wind (Sj??/a>
  8. Metropolis (Lang)
  9. Steamboat Bill, Jr. (Riesner)
  10. Blade Runner (Scott)
    Orson Welles

    Orson Welles's Favorite Films (circa 1952):
  1. City Lights (Chaplin)
  2. Greed (von Stroheim)
  3. Intolerance (Griffith)
  4. Nanook of the North (Flaherty)
  5. Shoe Shine (De Sica)
  6. Potemkin (Eisenstein)
  7. La Femme du Boulanger (Pagnol)
  8. Grand Illusion (Renoir)
  9. Stagecoach (Ford)
  10. Our Daily Bread (Vidor)

    Billy Wilder

    Billy Wilder's Favorite Films (circa 1952):
  1. Potemkin (Eisenstein)
  2. Greed (von Stroheim)
  3. Variety (DuPont)
  4. The Gold Rush (Chaplin)
  5. The Crowd (Vidor)
  6. Grand Illusion (Renoir)
  7. The Informer (Ford)
  8. Ninotchka (Lubitsch)
  9. The Best Years of Our Lives (Wyler)
  10. The Bicycle Thief (De Sica)
    Geoffrey Wright 

    Geoffrey Wright (circa 2002):
    Citizen Kane (Welles)
    Lawrence of Arabia (Lean)
    The Godfather (Coppola)
    The Godfather Part II (Coppola)
    Apocalypse Now (Coppola)
    Stray Dog (Kurosawa)
    Taxi Driver (Scorsese)
    Psycho (Hitchcock)
    The Exorcist (Friedkin)
    Jaws (Spielberg)



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Stanley Kubrick's interview



Gelmis: 2001 took about three years to make - six months of preparation, four and a half months of working with the actors, and a year and a half of shooting special effects. How much time willNapoleon take out of your life?
Considerably less. We hope to begin the actual production work by the winter of 1969, and the exterior shooting - battles, location shots, etc. -- should be completed within two or three months. After that, the studio work shouldn't take more than another three or four months.
Where would the exteriors be shot? Actual sites?
I still haven't made a final decision, although there are several promising possibilities. Unfortunately, there are very, very few actual Napoleonic battlefields where we could still shoot; the land itself has either been taken over by industrial and urban development, preempted by historical trusts, or is so ringed by modern buildings that all kinds of anachronisms would present themselves -- like a Hussars' charge with a Fiat plant in the background. We're now in the process of deciding the best places to shoot, and where it would be most feasible to obtain the troops we need for battle scenes. We intend to use a maximum of forty thousand infantry and ten thousand cavalry for the big battles, which means that we have to find a country which will hire out its own armed forces to us -- you can just imagine the cost of fifty thousand extras over an extended period of time. Once we find a receptive environment, there are still great logistic problems -- for example, a battle site would have to be contiguous to a city or town or barracks area where the troops we'd use are already bivouacked. Let's say we're working with forty thousand infantry -- if we could get forty men into a truck, it would still require a thousand trucks to move them around. So in addition to finding the proper terrain, it has to be within marching distance of military barracks.
Aside from the Russian War and Peace,where they reportedly used sixty thousand of their own troops, has there ever been a film that used forty thousand men from somebody else's army?
I would doubt it.
Then how do you expect to persuade another government to give you as many as forty thousand soldiers?
One has to be an optimist about these things. If it turned out to be impossible I'd obviously have no other choice than to make do with a lesser number of men, but this would only be as a last resort. I wouldn't want to fake it with fewer troops because Napoleonic battles were out in the open, a vast tableau where the formations moved in an almost choreographic fashion. I want to capture this reality on film, and to do so it's necessary to re-create all the conditions of the battle with painstaking accuracy.
How many men did you use in the trench battle of Paths of Glory?
That was another story entirely. We employed approximately eight hundred men, all German police -- at that time the German police received three years of military training, and were as good as regular soldiers for our purposes. We shot the film at Geiselgesteig Studios in Munich, and both the battle site and the chateau were within thirty-five to forty minutes of the studio.
If you can't use the actual battle sites, how will you approximate the terrain on the sites you do choose?
There are a number of ways this can be done an it's quite important to the accuracy of the film, since terrain is the decisive factor in the flow and outcome of a Napoleonic battle. We've researched all the battle sites exhaustively from paintings and sketches, and we're now in a position to approximate the terrain. And from a purely schematic point of view, Napoleonic battles are so beautiful, like vast lethal ballets, that it's worth making every effort to explain the configuration of forces to the audience. And it's not really as difficult as it first appears.
How do you mean "explain"? With a narrator, or charts?
With a narrative voice-over at times, with animated maps and, most importantly, through the actual photography of the battles themselves. Let's say you want to explain that at the battle of Austerlitz, the Austro- Russian forces attempted to cut Napoleon off from Vienna, and then extended the idea to a double envelopment and Napoleon countered by striking at their center and cutting their forces in half -- well, this is not difficult to show by photography, maps and narration. I think it's extremely important to communicate the essence of these battles to the viewer, because they all have an aesthetic brilliance that doesn't require a military mind to appreciate. There's an aesthetic involved; it's almost like a great piece of music, or the purity of a mathematical formula. It's this quality I want to bring across, as well as the sordid reality of battle. You know, there's a weird disparity between the sheer visual and organizational beauty of the historical battles sufficiently far in the past, and their human consequences. It's rather like watching two golden eagles soaring through the sky from a distance; they may be tearing a dove to pieces, but if you are far enough away the scene is still beautiful.
Why are you making a movie about Napoleon?
That's a question it would really take this entire interview to answer. To begin with, he fascinates me. His life has been described as an epic poem of action. His sex life was worthy of Arthur Schnitzler. He was one of those rare men who move history and mold the destiny of their own times and of generations to come -- in a very concrete sense, our own world is the result of Napoleon, just as the political and geographic map of postwar Europe is the result of World War Two. And, of course, there has never been a good or accurate movie about him. Also, I find that all the issues with which it concerns itself are oddly contemporary -- the responsibilities and abuses of power, the dynamics of social revolution, the relationship of the individual to the state, war, militarism, etc., so this will not be just a dusty historic pageant but a film about the basic questions of our own times, as well as Napoleon's. But even apart from those aspects of the story, the sheer drama and force of Napoleon's life is a fantastic subject for a film biography. Forgetting everything else and just taking Napoleon's romantic involvement with Josephine, for example, here you have one of the great obsessional passions of all time.
How long a film biography are you contemplating?
It's obviously a huge story to film, since we're not just taking one segment of Napoleon's life, military or personal, but are attempting to encompass all the major events of his career. I haven't set down any rigid guidelines on length; I believe that if you have a truly interesting film it doesn't matter how long it is -- providing, of course, you don't run on to such extremes that you numb the attention span of your audience. The longest film that has given consistent enjoyment to generations of viewers isGone With the Wind, which would indicate that if a film is sufficiently interesting people will watch it for three hours and forty minutes. But in actual fact, the Napoleon film will probably be shorter.
What kind of research do you have going on right now?
The first step has been to read everything I could get my hands on about Napoleon, and totally immerse myself in his life. I guess I must have gone through several hundred books on the subject, from contemporary nineteenth-century English and French accounts to modern biographies. I've ransacked all these books for research material and broken it down into categories on everything from his food tastes to the weather on the day of a specific battle, and cross-indexed all the data in a comprehensive research file. In addition to my own reading, I've worked out a consultant arrangement with Professor Felix Markham of Oxford, a history don who has spent the last thirty- five years of his life studying Napoleon and is considered one of the world's leading Napoleonic experts. He's available to answer any questions that derive from my own reading or outside of it. We're also in the process of creating prototypes of vehicles, weapons, and costumes of the period which will subsequently be mass-produced, all copied from paintings and written descriptions of the time and accurate in every detail. We already have twenty people working full time on the preparatory stage of the film.
What movies on Napoleon have you gone back to see?
I've tried to see every film that was ever made on the subject, and I've got to say that I don't find any of them particularly impressive. I recently saw Abel Gance's movie, which has built up a reputation among film buffs over the years, and I found it really terrible. Technically he was ahead of his time and he introduced new film techniques -- in fact Eisenstein credited him with stimulating his initial interest in montage -- but as far as story and performance goes it's a very crude picture.
What did you think about the RussianWar and Peace?
It was a cut above the others, and did have some very good scenes, but I can't say I was overly impressed. There's one in particular I admired, where the Tsar entered a ballroom and everyone scurried in his wake to see what he was doing and then rushed out of his way when he returned. That seemed to me to capture the reality of such a situation. Of course, Tolstoy's view of Napoleon is so far removed from that of any objective historian's that I really can't fault the director for the way he was portrayed. It was a disappointing film, and doubly so because it had the potential to be otherwise.
Can you imagine yourself going down with just a cameraman and sound man and half a dozen people and shooting a film?
Sure I can. In fact, any contemporary story is best done just that way. The only time you need vast amounts of money and a huge crew is when you require complex special effects, as in2001, or big battle or crowd scenes, as in the Napoleon film. But if you're just dealing with a story set in modern times, then you could do it very easily with both limited funds and a limited crew.
In your own case, Lolita was set in America, and yet you shot it on an English sound stage. Couldn't that film have been shot in this way, with just a handful of people on location?
Yes, it could certainly have been shot on location, although you'd still have needed more than a handful of people to do it.
Would you have done it that way if you were making the film now?
I would have done it at the time if the money to film had been available in America. But as it turned out the only funds I could raise for the film had to be spent in England. There's been such a revolution in Hollywood's treatment of sex over just the past few years that it's easy to forget that when I became interested in Lolita a lot of people felt that such a film couldn't be made -- or at least couldn't be shown. As it turned out, we didn't have any problems, but there was a lot of fear and trembling. And filming in England we obviously had no choice but to rely mainly on studio shooting.
Obviously Napoleon wouldn't permit you to shoot with a small crew and flexible conditions on location. But in the foreseeable future do you see yourself shedding the shell of the studio superstructure and working simply again?
Yes, if I could find a contemporary story susceptible to such an approach which I liked enough to do. But I would certainly enjoy filming primarily on location. If you have the right story, it's a waste of time and energy to re-create conditions in a studio which exist outside. And if you make sensible arrangements, there are no technical difficulties about location shooting. Sound, which once presented problems, really doesn't anymore, since with skirt mikes you get a favorable voice-to-noise ratio. And in any case, background noise just adds to the verisimilitude of the scene. It's only when you're doing a period film that causes difficulties; inNapoleon, for example, I'd hardly want a jet to fly overhead in the middle of the battle of Jena.
Your last film was about the twenty-first century. Your next film is about the nineteenth century. Do you think it's significant that you aren't very interested or satisfied with contemporary stories or themes of twentieth-century life?
It's not a question of my own satisfaction or lack of it, but of the basic purpose of a film, which I believe is one of illumination, of showing the viewer something he can't see any other way. And I think at times this can be best accomplished by staying away from his own immediate environment. This is particularly true when you're dealing in a primarily visual experience, and telling a story through the eyes. You don't find reality only in your own backyard, you know -- in fact, sometimes that's the last place you find it. Another asset about dealing with themes that are either futuristic or historic is that it enables you to make a statement with which you're not personally blinded; it removes the environmental blinkers, in a sense, and gives you a deeper and more objective perspective.
In your last genuinely contemporary film,Lolita, you were frustrated in your efforts to make the movie as erotic as the novel, and there was some criticism that the girl was too old to play the nymphet of the novel.
She was actually just the right age. Lolita was twelve and a half in the book; Sue Lyon was thirteen. I think some people had a mental picture of a nine-year-old. I would fault myself in one area of the film, however; because of all the pressure over the Production Code and the Catholic Legion of Decency at the time, I believe I didn't sufficiently dramatize the erotic aspect of Humbert's relationship with Lolita, and because his sexual obsession was only barely hinted at, many people guessed too quickly that Humbert was in love with Lolita. Whereas in the novel this comes as a discovery at the end, when she is no longer a nymphet but a dowdy, pregnant suburban housewife; and it's this encounter, and his sudden realization of his love, that is one of the most poignant elements of the story. If I could do the film over again, I would have stressed the erotic component of their relationship with the same weight Nabokov did. But that is the only major area where I believe the film is susceptible to valid criticism.
At what point did you decide to structure the film so that Humbert is telling the story to the man he's going to shoot?
I discussed this approach with Nabokov at the very outset, and he liked it. One of the basic problems with the book, and with the film even in its modified form, is that the main narrative interest boils down to the question "Will Humbert get Lolita into bed?" And you find in the book that, despite the brilliant writing, the second half has a drop in narrative interest after he does. We wanted to avoid this problem in the film, and Nabokov and I agreed that if we had Humbert shoot Quilty without explanation at the beginning, then throughout the film the audience would wonder what Quilty was up to. Of course, you obviously sacrifice a great ending by opening with Quilty's murder, but I felt it served a worthwhile purpose.
Startling with Lolita, you've been making all your films abroad. Why?
Circumstances have just dictated it that way. As I explained earlier, it was necessary to make Lolita in England for financial reasons and to mitigate censorship problems, and in the case of Dr. Strangelove, Peter Sellers was in the process of getting a divorce and could not leave England for an extended period, so it was necessary to film there. By the time I decided to do 2001 I had gotten so acclimated to working in England that it would have been pointless to tear up roots and move everything to America. And withNapoleon we'll be doing a great deal of the shooting on the continent, so London is a convenient base of operations.
Are there any specific advantages to working in London?
Next to Hollywood, London is probably the second best place to make a film, because of the degree of technical expertise and facilities you find in England, and that isn't really a backhanded compliment.
Do you have any reluctance to work in Hollywood while the studio chiefs stand over the director's shoulder?
No, because I'm in the fortunate position where I can make a film without that kind of control. Ten years ago, of course, it would have been an entirely different story.
You don't consider yourself an expatriate then?
Not at all.
Why not? You've lived in England seven years and made your last three films there -- even those which were set in America.
Yes, but there's nothing permanent about my working and living in England. Circumstances have kept me there until now, but it's quite possible I'll be making a film in America in the future. And in any case, I commute back and forth several times a year.
But always by ocean liner. You have a pilot's license but you don't like flying anymore. Why?
Call it enlightened cowardice, if you like. Actually, over the years I discovered that I just didn't enjoy flying, and I became aware of compromised safety margins in commercial aviation that are never mentioned in airline advertising. So I decided I'd rather travel by sea, and take my chances with the icebergs.
In your profession isn't it a problem not to fly?
It would be if I had to hop about all the time from spot to spot like many people do. But when I'm working on a film I'm tied down to one geographic area for long periods of time and I travel very little. And when I do, I find boats or railroads adequate and more relaxing.
Dr. Strangelove was a particularly word-oriented film, whereas 2001 seemed to be a total breakaway from what you'd done before.
Yes, I feel it was. Strangelove was a film where much of its impact hinged on the dialogue, the mode of expression, the euphemisms employed. As a result, it's a picture that is largely destroyed in translation or dubbing. 2001, on the other hand, is basically a visual, nonverbal experience. It avoids intellectual verbalization and reaches the viewer's subconscious in a way that is essentially poetic and philosophic. The film thus becomes a subjective experience which hits the viewer at an inner level of consciousness, just as music does, or painting.
Actually, film operates on a level much closer to music and to painting than to the printed word, and, of course, movies present the opportunity to convey complex concepts and abstractions without the traditional reliance on words. I think that 2001,like music, succeeds in short-circuiting the rigid surface cultural blocks that shackle our consciousness to narrowly limited areas of experience and is able to cut directly through to areas of emotional comprehension. In two hours and forty minutes of film there are only forty minutes of dialogue.
I think one of the areas where 2001succeeds is in stimulating thoughts about man's destiny and role in the universe in the minds of people who in the normal course of their lives would never have considered such matters. Here again, you've got the resemblance to music; an Alabama truck driver, whose views in every other respect would be extremely narrow, is able to listen to a Beatles record on the same level of appreciation and perception as a young Cambridge intellectual, because their emotions and subconscious are far more similar than their intellects. The common bond is their subconscious emotional reaction; and I think that a film which can communicate on this level can have a more profound spectrum of impact than any form of traditional verbal communication.
The problem with movies is that since the talkies the film industry has historically been conservative and word-oriented. The three-act play has been the model. It's time to abandon the conventional view of the movie as an extension of the three-act play. Too many people over thirty are still word-oriented rather than picture-oriented.
For example, at one point in 2001 Dr. Floyd is asked where he's going and he replies, "I'm going to Clavius," which is a lunar crater. Following that statement you have more than fifteen shots of Floyd's spacecraft approaching and landing on the moon, but one critic expressed confusion because she thought Floyd's destination was a planet named Clavius. Young people, on the other hand, who are more visually oriented due to their new television environment, had no such problems. Kids all know we went to the moon. When you ask how they know they say, "Because we saw it."
So you have the problem that some people are only listening and not really paying attention with their eyes. Film is not theater -- and until that basic lesson is learned I'm afraid we're going to be shackled to the past and miss some of the greatest potentialities of the medium.
Did you deliberately try for ambiguity as opposed to a specific meaning for any scene or image?
No, I didn't have to try for ambiguity; it was inevitable. And I think in a film like2001, where each viewer brings his own emotions and perceptions to bear on the subject matter, a certain degree of ambiguity is valuable, because it allows the audience to "fill in" the visual experience themselves. In any case, once you're dealing on a nonverbal level, ambiguity is unavoidable. But it's the ambiguity of all art, of a fine piece of music or a painting -- you don't need written instructions by the composer or painter accompanying such works to "explain" them. "Explaining" them contributes nothing but a superficial "cultural" value which has no value except for critics and teachers who have to earn a living. Reactions to art are always different because they are always deeply personal.
The final scenes of the film seemed more metaphorical than realistic. Will you discuss them -- or would that be part of the "road map" you're trying to avoid?
No, I don't mind discussing it, on thelowest level, that is, straightforward explanation of the plot. You begin with an artifact left on earth four million years ago by extraterrestrial explorers who observed the behavior of the man-apes of the time and decided to influence their evolutionary progression. Then you have a second artifact buried deep on the lunar surface and programmed to signal word of man's first baby steps into the universe -- a kind of cosmic burglar alarm. And finally there's a third artifact placed in orbit around Jupiter and waiting for the time when man has reached the outer rim of his own solar system.
When the surviving astronaut, Bowman, ultimately reaches Jupiter, this artifact sweeps him into a force field or star gate that hurls him on a journey through inner and outer space and finally transports him to another part of the galaxy, where he's placed in a human zoo approximating a hospital terrestrial environment drawn out of his own dreams and imagination. In a timeless state, his life passes from middle age to senescence to death. He is reborn, an enhanced being, a star child, an angel, a superman, if you like, and returns to earth prepared for the next leap forward of man's evolutionary destiny.
That is what happens on the film's simplest level. Since an encounter with an advanced interstellar intelligence would be incomprehensible within our present earthbound frames of reference, reactions to it will have elements of philosophy and metaphysics that have nothing to do with the bare plot outline itself.
What are those areas of meaning?
They are the areas I prefer not to discuss because they are highly subjective and will differ from viewer to viewer. In this sense, the film becomes anything the viewer sees in it. If the film stirs the emotions and penetrates the subconscious of the viewer, if it stimulates, however inchoately, his mythological and religious yearnings and impulses, then it has succeeded.
Why does 2001 seem so affirmative and religious a film? What has happened to the tough, disillusioned, cynical director of The Killing, Spartacus, Paths of Glory, and Lolita, and the sardonic black humorist of Dr. Strangelove?
The God concept is at the heart of this film. It's unavoidable that it would be, once you believe that the universe is seething with advanced forms of intelligent life. Just think about it for a moment. There are a hundred billion stars in the galaxy and a hundred billion galaxies in the visible universe. Each star is a sun, like our own, probably with planets around them. The evolution of life, it is widely believed, comes as an inevitable consequence of a certain amount of time on a planet in a stable orbit which is not too hot or too cold. First comes chemical evolution -- chance rearrangements of basic matter, then biological evolution.
Think of the kind of life that may have evolved on those planets over the millennia, and think, too, what relatively giant technological strides man has made on earth in the six thousand years of his recorded civilization -- a period that is less than a single grain of sand in the cosmic hourglass. At a time when man's distant evolutionary ancestors were just crawling out of the primordial ooze, there must have been civilizations in the universe sending out their starships to explore the farthest reaches of the cosmos and conquering all the secrets of nature. Such cosmic intelligences, growing in knowledge over the aeons, would be as far removed from man as we are from the ants. They could be in instantaneous telepathic communication throughout the universe; they might have achieved total mastery over matter so that they can telekinetically transport themselves instantly across billions of light years of space; in their ultimate form they might shed the corporeal shell entirely and exist as a disembodied immortal consciousness throughout the universe.
Once you begin discussing such possibilities, you realize that the religious implications are inevitable, because all the essential attributes of such extraterrestrial intelligences are the attributes we give to God. What we're really dealing with here is, in fact, a scientific definition of God. And if these beings of pure intelligence ever did intervene in the affairs of man, so far removed would their powers be from our own understanding. How would a sentient ant view the foot that crushes his anthill -- as the action of another being on a higher evolutionary scale than itself? Or as the divinely terrible intercession of God?
Although 2001 dealt with the first human contact with an alien civilization, we never did actually see an alien, though you communicated through the monoliths an experience of alien beings.
From the very outset of work on the film we all discussed means of photographically depicting an extraterrestrial creature in a manner that would be as mind-boggling as the being itself. And it soon became apparent that you cannot imagine the unimaginable. All you can do is try to represent it in an artistic manner that will convey something of its quality. That's why we settled on the black monolith -- which is, of course, in itself something of a Jungian archetype, and also a pretty fair example of "minimal art."
Isn't a basic problem with science fiction films that alien life always looks like some Creature from the Black Lagoon, a plastic rubber monster?
Yes, and that's one of the reasons we stayed away from the depiction of biological entities, aside from the fact that truly advanced beings would probably have shed the chrysalis of a biological form at one stage of their evolution. You cannot design a biological entity that doesn't look either overly humanoid or like the traditional Bug-Eyed Monster of pulp science fiction.
The man-ape costumes in 2001 were impressive.
We spent an entire year trying to figure out how to make the ape-heads look convincing, and not just like a conventional makeup job. We finally constructed an entire sub-skull of extremely light and flexible plastic, to which we attached the equivalent of face muscles which pulled the lips back in a normal manner whenever the mouth was opened. The mouth itself took a great deal of work -- it had artificial teeth and an artificial tongue which the actors could manipulate with tiny toggles to make the lips snarl in a lifelike fashion. Some of the masks even had built-in devices whereby the artificial muscles in the cheeks and beneath the eyes could be moved. All the apes except for two baby chimps were men, and most of them were dancers or mimes, which enabled them to move a little better than most movie apes.
Was the little girl Dr. Floyd telephoned from the orbital satellite one of your daughters?
Yes, my youngest girl, Vivian. She was six then. We didn't give her any billing, a fact I hope she won't decide to take up with me when she's older.
Why was Martin Balsam's voice as HAL, the computer, redubbed by Douglas Rain, the Canadian actor?
Well, we had some difficulty deciding exactly what HAL should sound like, and Marty just sounded a little bit too colloquially American, whereas Rain had the kind of bland mid- Atlantic accent we felt was right for the part.
Some critics have detected in HAL's wheedling voice an undertone of homosexuality. Was that intended?
No. I think it's become something of a parlor game for some people to read that kind of thing into everything they encounter. HAL was a "straight" computer.
Why was the computer more emotional than the human beings?
This was a point that seemed to fascinate some negative critics, who felt that it was a failing of this section of the film that there was more interest in HAL than in the astronauts. In fact, of course, the computer is the central character of this segment of the story. If HAL had been a human being, it would have been obvious to everyone that he had the best part, and was the most interesting character; he took all the initiatives, and all the problems related to and were caused by him.
Some critics seemed to feel that because we were successful in making a voice, a camera lens, and a light come alive as a character this necessarily meant that the human characters failed dramatically. In fact, I believe that Keir Dullea and Gary Lockwood, the astronauts, reacted appropriately and realistically to their circumstances. One of the things we were trying to convey in this part of the film is the reality of a world populated -- as ours soon will be -- by machine entities who have as much, or more, intelligence as human beings, and who have the same emotional potentialities in their personalities as human beings. We wanted to stimulate people to think what it would be like to share a planet with such creatures.
In the specific case of HAL, he had an acute emotional crisis because he could not accept evidence of his own fallibility. The idea of neurotic computers is not uncommon -- most advanced computer theorists believe that once you have a computer which is more intelligent than man and capable of learning by experience, it's inevitable that it will develop an equivalent range of emotional reactions -- fear, love, hate, envy, etc. Such a machine could eventually become as incomprehensible as a human being, and could, of course, have a nervous breakdown -- as HAL did in the film.
Since 2001 is a visual experience, what happened when your collaborator, Arthur C. Clarke, finally put the screenplay down in black and white in the novelization of the film?
It's a totally different kind of experience, of course, and there are a number of differences between the book and the movie. The novel, for example, attempts to explain things much more explicitly than the film does, which is inevitable in a verbal medium. The novel came about after we did a 130-page prose treatment of the film at the very outset. This initial treatment was subsequently changed in the screenplay, and the screenplay in turn was altered during the making of the film. But Arthur took all the existing material, plus an impression of some of the rushes, and wrote the novel. As a result, there's a difference between the novel and the film.
To take one specific, in the novel the black monolith found by curious man- apes three million years ago does explicit things which it doesn't do in the film. In the movie, it has an apparent catalytic effect which enables the ape to discover how to use a bone as a weapon-tool. In the novel, the slab becomes milky and luminous and we're told it's a testing and teaching device used by higher intelligences to determine if the apes are worth helping. Was that in the original screenplay? When was it cut out of the film?
Yes, it was in the original treatment but I eventually decided that to depict the monolith in such an explicit manner would be to run the risk of making it appear no more than an advanced television teaching machine. You can get away with something so literal in print, but I felt that we could create a far more powerful and magical effect by representing it as we did in the film.
Do you feel that the novel, written so explicitly, in some way diminishes the mysterious aspect of the film?
I think it gives you the opportunity of seeing two attempts in two different mediums, print and film, to express the same basic concept and story. In both cases, of course, the treatment must accommodate to the necessities of the medium. I think that the divergencies between the two works are interesting. Actually, it was an unprecedented situation for someone to do an essentially original literary work based on glimpses and segments of a film he had not yet seen in its entirety. In fact, nobody saw the film in its final form until eight days before we held the first press screening in April 1968, and the first time I saw the film completed with a proper soundtrack was one week before it opened. I completed the portion of the film in which we used actors in June 1966 and from then until the first week of March 1968 I spent most of my time working on the 205 special effects shots. The final shot was actually cut into the negative at M-G-M's Hollywood studios only days before the film was ready to open. There was nothing intentional about the fact that the film wasn't shown until the last minute. It just wasn't finished.
Why did you cut scenes from the film after it opened?
I always try to look at a completed film as if I had never seen it before. I usually have several weeks to run the film, alone and with audiences. Only in this way can you judge length. I've always done precisely that with my previous films; for example, after a screening of Dr. Strangelove I cut out a final scene in which the Russians and Americans in the War Room engage in a free-for-all fight with custard pies. I decided it was farce and not consistent with the satiric tone of the rest of the film. So there was nothing unusual about the cutting I did on2001, except for the eleventh-hour way in which I had to do it.
Strangelove was based on a serious book, Red Alert. At what point did you decide to make it a comedy?
I started work on the screenplay with every intention of making the film a serious treatment of the problem of accidental nuclear war. As I kept trying to imagine the way in which things would really happen, ideas kept coming to me which I would discard because they were so ludicrous. I kept saying to myself: "I can't do this. People will laugh." But after a month or so I began to realize that all the things I was throwing out were the things which were most truthful. After all, what could be more absurd than the very idea of two mega-powers willing to wipe out all human life because of an accident, spiced up by political differences that will seem as meaningless to people a hundred years from now as the theological conflicts of the Middle Ages appear to us today?
So it occurred to me that I was approaching the project in the wrong way. The only way to tell the story was as a black comedy or, better, a nightmare comedy, where the things you laugh at most are really the heart of the paradoxical postures that make a nuclear war possible. Most of the humor in Strangelove arises from the depiction of everyday human behavior in a nightmarish situation, like the Russian premier on the hot line who forgets the telephone number of his general staff headquarters and suggests the American President try Omsk information, or the reluctance of a U.S. officer to let a British officer smash open a Coca-Cola machine for change to phone the President about a crisis on the SAC base because of his conditioning about the sanctity of private property.
When you read a book like Red Alertwhich you're interested in turning into a film, do you right away say to yourself, this character should be played by such and such an actor?
Not usually. I first try to define the character fully as he will appear in the film and then try to think of the proper actor to play the role. When I'm in the process of casting a part I sit down with a list of actors I know. Of course, once you've narrowed the list down to several possibilities for each part then it becomes a question of who's currently available, and how the actor you choose to play one part will affect the people you're considering for other parts.
How do you get a good performance from your actors?
The director's job is to know what emotional statement he wants a character to convey in his scene or his line, and to exercise taste and judgment in helping the actor give his best possible performance. By knowing the actor's personality and gauging his strengths and weaknesses a director can help him to overcome specific problems and realize his potential. But I think this aspect of directing is generally overemphasized. The director's taste and imagination play a much more crucial role in the making of a film. Is it meaningful? Is it believable? Is it interesting? Those are the questions that have to be answered several hundred times a day.
It's rare for a bad performance to result from an actor ignoring everything a director tells him. In fact it's very often just the opposite. After all, the director is the actor's sole audience for the months it takes to shoot a film, and an actor would have to possess supreme self-confidence and supreme contempt for the director to consistently defy his wishes. I think you'll find that most disappointing performances are the mutual fault of both the actor and the director.
Some directors don't let their actors see the daily rushes. Do you?
Yes. I've encountered very few actors who are so insecure or self-destructive that they're upset by the rushes or find their self-confidence undermined. Actually, most actors profit by seeing their rushes and examining them self- critically. In any case, a professional actor who's bothered by his own rushes just won't turn up to see them -- particularly in my films, since we run the rushes at lunch time and unless an actor is really interested, he won't cut his lunch to half an hour.
On the first day of shooting on the set, how do you establish that rapport or fear or whatever relationship you want with your actors to keep them in the right frame of mind for the three months you'll be working with them?
Certainly not through fear. To establish a good working relationship I think all the actor has to know is that you respect his talent enough to want him in your film. He's obviously aware of that as long as you've hired him and he hasn't been foisted on you by the studio or the producer.
Do you rehearse at all?
There's really a limit to what you can do with rehearsals. They're very useful, of course, but I find that you can't rehearse effectively unless you have the physical reality of the set to work with. Unfortunately, sets are practically never ready until the last moment before you start shooting, and this significantly cuts down on your rehearsal time. Some actors, of course, need rehearsals more than others. Actors are essentially emotion-producing instruments, and some are always tuned and ready while others will reach a fantastic pitch on one take and never equal it again, no matter how hard they try. In Strangelove, for example, George Scott could do his scenes equally well take after take, whereas Peter Sellers was always incredibly good on one take, which was never equaled.
At what point do you know what take you're going to use?
On some occasions the take is so obviously superior you can tell immediately. But particularly when you're dealing with dialogue scenes, you have to look them over again and select portions of different takes and make the best use of them. The greatest amount of time in editing is this process of studying the takes and making notes and struggling to decide which segments you want to use; this takes ten times more time and effort than the actual cutting, which is a very quick process. Purely visual action scenes, of course, present far less of a problem; it's generally the dialogue scenes, where you've got several long takes printed on each angle on different actors, that are the most time-consuming to cut.
How much cutting are you responsible for, and how much is done by somebody you trust as an editor?
Nothing is cut without me. I'm in there every second, and for all practical purposes I cut my own film; I mark every frame, select each segment, and have everything done exactly the way I want it. Writing, shooting, and editing are what you have to do to make a film.
Where did you learn film editing? You started out as a still photographer.
Yes, but after I quit Look in 1950 -- where I had been a staff photographer for five years, ever since I left high school -- I took a crack at films and made two documentaries, Day of the Fight, about prize fighter Walter Cartier, and The Flying Padre, a silly thing about a priest in the Southwest who flew to his isolated parishes in a small airplane. I did all the work on those two films, and all the work on my first two feature films, Fear and Desire andKiller's Kiss. I was cameraman, director, editor, assistant editor, sound effects man -- you name it, I did it. And it was invaluable experience, because being forced to do everything myself I gained a sound and comprehensive grasp of all the technical aspects of filmmaking.
How old were you when you decided to make movies?
I was around twenty-one. I'd had my job with Look since I was seventeen, and I'd always been interested in films, but it never actually occurred to me to make a film on my own until I had a talk with a friend from high school, Alex Singer, who wanted to be a director himself (and has subsequently become one) and had plans for a film version of the Iliad.Alex was working as an office boy for "The March of Time" in those days, and he told me they spent forty thousand dollars making a one-reel documentary. A bit of simple calculation indicated that I could make a one-reel documentary for about fifteen hundred. That's what gave me the financial confidence to make Day of the Fight.
I was rather optimistic about expenses; the film cost me thirty-nine hundred. I sold it to RKO-Pathe for four thousand dollars, a hundred-dollar profit. They told me that was the most they'd ever paid for a short. I then discovered that "The March of Time" itself was going out of business. I made one more short for RKO, The Flying Padre, on which I just barely broke even. It was at this point that I formally quit my job at Look to work full time on filmmaking. I then managed to raise ten thousand dollars, and shot my first feature film,Fear and Desire.
What was your own experience making your first feature film?
Fear and Desire was made in the San Gabriel Mountains outside Los Angeles. I was the camera operator and director and just about everything else. Our "crew" consisted of three Mexican laborers who carried all the equipment. The film was shot in 35mm without a soundtrack and then dubbed by a post-synchronized technique. The dubbing was a big mistake on my part; the actual shooting cost of the film was nine thousand dollars but because I didn't know what I was doing with the soundtrack it cost me another thirty thousand. There were other things I did expensively and foolishly, because I just didn't have enough experience to know the proper and economical approach. Fear and Desire played the art house circuits and some of the reviews were amazingly good, but it's not a film I remember with any pride, except for the fact it was finished.
After Fear and Desire failed to pay back the investors, how did you get the money to make your next film,Killer's Kiss?
Fear and Desire was financed mainly by my friends and relatives, whom I've since paid back, needless to say. Different people gave me backing forKiller's Kiss, which also lost half of its forty-thousand-dollar budget. I've subsequently repaid those backers also. After Killer's Kiss I met Jim Harris, who was interested in getting into films, and we formed a production company together. Our first property was The Killing, based on Lionel White's story "The Clean Break." This time we could afford good actors, such as Sterling Hayden, and a professional crew. The budget was larger than the earlier films -- $320,000 -- but still very low for a Hollywood production. Our next film was Paths of Glory, which nobody in Hollywood wanted to do at all, even though we had a very low budget. Finally Kirk Douglas saw the script and liked it. Once he agreed to appear in the film United Artists was willing to make it.
How'd you get that great performance out of Douglas?
A director can't get anything out of an actor that he doesn't already have. You can't start an acting school in the middle of making a film. Kirk is a good actor.
What did you do after Paths of Glory?
I did two scripts that no one wanted. A year went by and my finances were rather rocky. I received no salary forThe Killing or Paths of Glory but had worked on 100 per cent deferred salary -- and since the films didn't make any money, I had received nothing from either of them. I subsisted on loans from my partner, Jim Harris. Next I spent six months working on a screenplay for a Western,One-Eyed Jacks, with Marlon Brando and Calder Willingham. Our relationship ended amicably a few weeks before Marlon began directing the film himself. By the time I had left Brando I had spent two years doing nothing. At this point, I was hired to direct Spartacus with Kirk Douglas. It was the only one of my films over which I did not have complete control; although I was the director, mine was only one of many voices to which Kirk listened. I am disappointed in the film. It had everything but a good story.
What do you consider the director's role?
A director is a kind of idea and taste machine; a movie is a series of creative and technical decisions, and it's the director's job to make the right decisions as frequently as possible. Shooting a movie is the worst milieu for creative work ever devised by man. It is a noisy, physical apparatus; it is difficult to concentrate -- and you have to do it from eight-thirty to six-thirty, five days a week. It's not an environment an artist would ever choose to work in. The only advantage is has is that you must do it, and you can't procrastinate.
How did you learn to actually make the films, since you'd had no experience?
Well, my experience in photography was very helpful. For my two documentaries I'd used a small 35-mm hand camera called an Eyemo, a daylight loading camera which was very simple to operate. The first time I used a Mitchell camera was on Fear and Desire. I went to the Camera Equipment Company, at 1600 Broadway, and the owner, Bert Zucker, spent a Saturday morning showing me how to load and operate it. So that was the extent of my formal training in movie camera technique.
As a beginner, you mean you just walked cold into a rental outfit and had them give you a cram course in using movie equipment?
Bert Zucker, who has subsequently been killed in an airline crash, was a young man, in his early thirties, and he was very sympathetic. Anyway, it was a sensible thing for them to do. I was paying for the equipment. At that time I also learned how to do cutting. Once somebody showed me how to use a Movieola and synchronizer and how to make a splice I had no trouble at all. The technical fundamentals of moviemaking are not difficult.
What kind of movies did you go to in those days?
I used to want to see almost anything. In fact, the bad films were what really encouraged me to start out on my own. I'd keep seeing lousy films and saying to myself, "I don't know anything about moviemaking but Icouldn't do anything worse than this."
You had technical skills and audacity, but what made you think you could get a good performance out of an actor?
Well, in the beginning I really didn't get especially good performances, either in Fear and Desire or Killer's Kiss. They were both amateurish films. But I did learn a great deal from making them, experience which helped me greatly in my subsequent films. The best way to learn is to do -- and this is something few people manage to get the opportunity to try. I was also helped a great deal by studying Stanislavski's books, as well as an excellent book about him, Stanislavski Directs, which contains a great deal of highly illustrative material on how he worked with actors. Between those books and the painful lessons I learned from my own mistakes I accumulated the basic experience needed to start to do good work.
Did you also read film theory books?
I read Eisenstein's books at the time, and to this day I still don't really understand them. The most instructive book on film aesthetics I came across was Pudovkin's Film Technique, which simply explained that editing was the aspect of film art form which was completely unique, and which separated it from all other art forms. The ability to show a simple action like a man cutting wheat from a number of angles in a brief moment, to be able to see it in a special way not possible except through film -- that this is what it was all about. This is obvious, of course, but it's so important it cannot be too strongly stressed. Pudovkin gives many clear examples of how good film editing enhances a scene, and I would recommend his book to anyone seriously interested in film technique.
But you weren't impressed by Eisenstein's books. What do you think of his films?
Well, I have a mixed opinion. Eisenstein's greatest achievement is the beautiful visual composition of his shots, and his editing. But as far as content is concerned, his films are silly, his actors are wooden and operatic. I sometimes suspect that Eisenstein's acting style derives from his desire to keep the actors framed within his compositions for as long as possible; they move very slowly, as if under water. Interesting to note, a lot of his work was being done concurrently with Stanislavski's work. Actually, anyone seriously interested in comparative film techniques should study the differences in approach of two directors, Eisenstein and Chaplin. Eisenstein is all form and no content, whereas Chaplin is content and no form. Of course, a director's style is partly the result of the manner in which he imposes his mind on the semicontrollable conditions that exist on any given day -- the responsiveness and talent of actors, the realism of the set, time factors, even weather.
You've been quoted as saying that Max Ophuls' films fascinated you when you were starting out as a director.
Yes, he did some brilliant work. I particularly admired his fluid camera techniques. I saw a great many films at that time at the Museum of Modern Art and in movie theaters, and I learned far more by seeing films than from ready heavy tomes on film aesthetics.
If you were nineteen and starting out again, would you go to film school?
The best education in film is to make one. I would advise any neophyte director to try to make a film by himself. A three-minute short will teach him a lot. I know that all the things I did at the beginning were, in microcosm, the things I'm doing now as a director and producer. There are a lot of noncreative aspects to filmmaking which have to be overcome, and you will experience them all when you make even the simplest film: business, organization, taxes, etc., etc. It is rare to be able to have an uncluttered, artistic environment when you make a film, and being able to accept this is essential.
The point to stress is that anyone seriously interested in making a film should find as much money as he can as quickly as he can and go out and do it. And this is no longer as difficult as it once was. When I began making movies as an independent in the early 1950s I received a fair amount of publicity because I was something of a freak in an industry dominated by a handful of huge studios. Everyone was amazed that it could be done at all. But anyone can make a movie who has a little knowledge of cameras and tape recorders, a lot of ambition and -- hopefully -- talent. It's gotten down to the pencil and paper level. We're really on the threshold of a revolutionary new era in film.