Inspirations and defections

Finally got to revamping my site which took some time (as most things I obsess in usually do). I guess I want to credit my main source of inspiration to a Script that I read based on a Comic Book called 'The Scribbler'.

Probably the most cerebral script I read, it was literally Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind on Acid, throw in a little bit of 'The Cell', 'Tool Music Videos (or Brothers Quay) and a hint of Jan Svanmajer, and that's just the icing of it.

It's always nice to be able to read a good script. It's like an assurance out there that people have talent and producers have taste. I always get the 'All movies are crap out there' talk from friends, and it's nice to finally read something that I could say 'Heck No. If this movie was made...'. I think people take it for granted and despise the way a studio system works. I honestly think it's just due to a lack of understanding of the dynamics of a system like that. A lot of people care, maybe too many people care... too many cooks can spoil a broth.

Credit is given to my business partner, Chad Michael Ward for helping me and providing the images that you see inside. His disgusting talent always makes me cringe with envy... heh heh.

Everybody has their little stress free moments. I have my moments too. I love flying kites. Today was a little bit different, I was flying a kite in a thunderstorm, or at least, an upcoming thunderstorm.

To see something beautiful, so free, up in the air, really gives my heart a symphony to play with. Rarely have I felt such peace and beauty and transcendence as when I'm flying my kite. Nobody disturbs me, this is my peace.

The winds of the thunderstorm thug on my strings. It's almost as if I could feel nature coursing through the kite, through the strings, into my hands. There was some weird part of me that hoped for a lightning to strike my kite, but I was not conducted enough to be affected. Perhaps next time I will fly a metal kite. My kid was with me, he got a little freaked out by the lightning and thunder all around. But I assured him that he is safe and only nature being what it is.

Ah, I cannot wait for the monsoon. How fun it will be!

Issue Number 2...turning the tables

The second issue for The DNA Hacker Chronicles is out. From here in out, you can count that the storyline goes into a completely new direction from the The Gene Generation.

We've introduced news enemies, one of the them being a Death Charger (Mutated Freaks). It's fun doing comics in a sense you don't have to worry about budget and figure out how the hell you are going to shoot such and such.

While the artwork has gotten a tad cleaner (less blood and grunge) from the previous issue, I have to say I'm pretty pleased with it. Will be at Comicon to promote the first and second issue so if you are there, be sure to come up and say hi to me. It can get awfully boring at the Bloodfire booth for a split second because everyone is working and not that it is bad, except I wish I could be celebrating my b'day like a normal human being, but hey... I can't complain if I'm working, can I?

More on where I will be in Comicon (San Diego). I think it will be a blast and tons of fun :)

I've never talked much about The Gene Generation premier. Maybe it's because I merely went in and out like a college girl on prom night.

Our premier was held in Arizona, half the reason because it's my home town, and half the reason because I wanted to prove to the teachers that kicking me out of school was not an indication whether I would succeed in my career at all (which is something they have been very adamant about telling me for some reasons)

It was pretty much fun and games for everyone. For me, perhaps one of the scariest times of my life. Premiers, for me, have a similar poetry to Dante's The Divine Comedy. What starts of as heaven and a sense of accomplishments always veers towards purgatory and hell. See, I can't see or watch my movie in front of crowd of thousands. It just stresses me out too much. Every movie you do is a baby, it is a intense part of your soul that you give for the sake of entertainment. It wasn't until I started making movies that I knew what freaks and geeks felt like in a circus side-show.

But try sitting there and watching the crowd react towards your soul. Sometimes even a tickle hurts. Sometimes I interpret it wrong (according to my friends). Maybe I'm just too sensitive, but that's the reason why I seldom look at my name on google. What used to be fun when I was young is now a scary prospect to see how much people might hate me.

Go figure. That's the life of a filmmaker.... well, for me anyways...

The Hurry Up and Wait Game

Who doesn't feel frustrated with the hurry up and wait game? While the world certainly doesn't revolve around me, my alter ego 'Mr. Selfish' who is married to 'Mrs. Impatient' certainly thinks so.

There's nothing like sitting here feeling totally hopeless because you're not doing anything. Yeah, there are a ton of stuff I can do, but biting your nails at the hopeful prospect about something certainly doesn't help you focus. Perhaps it's another lazy excuse for getting to work, but with hunger slowly setting in and my stubborn nature to peel myself away from my computer, I'm beginning to think "Do something now or go get something to eat".

Procrastination has probably got to do with the fact I have to drive 7 hours back to Arizona again. Since my kids live there, I have to make the effort to see them, no matter how tedious it might seem. Kids don't understand that, they only know whether you are there for them or not. Oh well, all part of parenthood. At the very least, I know I'll forget about the deserted drive when I see them. Ahh, what great muses they have made to me.

The Start of it All

Ok, I decided to built my website for the first time as a personal look at my both my films and other media. Mind you, I get very frustrated with artists websites who talk about themselves in a third person perspective, so rather than making a website that says 'Pearry Teo was born July 23rd, 1978', blah blah blah, I'm going to lose all pretense and created a website from MY point of view instead of pretending to hide behind some PR marketing guru or employee. True, it may give me a larger than life feel (which I'm sure most artists like), but at the very essence, I don't think and take insult at the possibility of anyone being able to summarize me in their own point of view. The web has tons of things about me. If you want to hear other's opinion of me, you can easily google up my name.

But in this case, this is me, from my own mouth....