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Future of Film & TV

6/5/2025

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So what's the future looking like for Film & TV?

Well, my crystal ball's not getting any better reception than anyone else's, but what the hey?


Load up your snacks.


Here's what I think's happening in broad strokes.


One: Smaller, fewer, cheaper, less.


I've been saying this a while and we're already seeing it.


Smaller budgets, smaller core casts, fewer guest stars and day players, not as many releases.


And yes, runaway productions.


Cast a dozen Americans, ship them off to somewhere in Europe, hire locals for everything below the line.


More or less what's been happening in Vancouver, Atlanta, and Albuquerque. Just taking it a step farther.


From Ant-Man to Endgame, Marvel itself filmed half of it's work in Atlanta.


Everything for Phase Six either is or will be filming in London.


But even runaway production doesn't change the fact that there's less all around the world.


Box office and ad dollars ain't what they used to be.


Food, fuel, insurance, and man-hours have all gotten more expensive.


And filmmaking uses more of all four than you'd think.


Two: broadcast fades away while AVOD takes a front row seat.


Americans want to watch what they want, when they want to, how they want to.


Being tied to a schedule ain't cool with us.


Which means broadcast is going to keep moving away from scripted narrative shows and move more towards stuff that requires a schedule, like sports, news, and reality-competition.


They're most of the way there already. I looked up how many narrative shows were actually being broadcast in prime time this week, as opposed to animation, game shows, or reality.


13 on CBS, 9 on NBC, 3 on the CW, 2 on Fox and one on ABC.


This includes legacy shows, like the various Chicago (insert public service here) shows, NCIS, and Law & Order.


No way to blame them.


Eyeballs are going elsewhere, as are advertisers.


Might as well concentrate on one-and-done shows you're not having to pay residuals for.


Cable and premium channels are in similar boats, and most of them are already tied in to one streamer or another already.


Streaming threw the old production year out the lineup in favor of releasing new shows as they please. Sometimes it's the old fashioned fall and spring, sometimes it's released in waves, like Andor was and how Stranger Things will. And maybe it will just dump entire seasons in one go, ready to binge.


While this is happening, SVOD (Streaming Video On Demand) and AVOD (Ad-supported Streaming Video On Demand) are merging as SVOD platforms add ad-supported tiers. We're still going to see a lot of the same names, but a lot of the bigger ones are going to be streamers that dabble in broadcasting instead of vice versa.


Three: AI's gonna cost people their jobs, but eventually will be just another tool.


I remember something before I enlisted. Some kid had made an internet video with more VFX shots than Attack of the Clones.


Two, maybe three years after ILM's top of the line work, and some kid on a desktop had more VFX shots.


It's 20 years later, and the number of people on the set hasn't changed all that much.


Hasn't changed all that much in the last century.


Because no matter how close it comes, AI is a good enough broad strokes tool.


And neither good enough or broad strokes will cut it.


Not in making movies.


And if you're working on movies good enough to watch more than once, whether you're a performer, a department head, or a specialist, you are skilled precision labor.


Skilled precision labor in pursuit of telling a human story is what we do as filmmakers.


We've all seen CGI that fell flat. And most of the time it didn't fall flat because of renderings or frame rates.


It fell flat because the lack of care showed through.


That breathtaking view was just pixels.


Those huge robots fighting each other were pixels on pixels.


And we didn't have reason to give a shit.


Eventually, prompters will become puppeteers.


But that won't be for a while yet.


Four: reels are going to keep being a mess.


Social medias are going to keep making their money on paid ads, which means they're going to keep throttling content that doesn't pay them.


Which means creators are going to keep dancing to Al Gore's rhythm section.


Got some feelings there.


Everything from "can we just give growing performers room to screw up?" to "some gates need keeping."


But for now, the mess will continue.


Five: the international box office, especially China, is no longer a guaranteed moneymaker.


Covid squashed it and current politics put a stake in the heart.


In most of the 2010's, you could reliably spend $100M on a Scifi or superhero movie, make your production and publicity budget back in China alone, and the billion you made domestically was pure profit. And half the time, even if you bombed in the US, you made your money back in China.


All for the low price of playing to the CCP's censors.


Not anymore.


Aquaman made $300M in China. Aquaman 2 made $50M.

Ant-man 2? $120M. Ant-man 3? $39M
Captain Marvel? $154M. The Marvels? $15M

The numbers just aren't there anymore.


Six: because of one and five, we'll be seeing more children's and horror in theaters, less scifi and superheroes.


I've already explained this in that horror allows for creative expression that top actors and directors crave, without the inherently large budgets of scifi, fantasy, and superhero stories. Horror also has a strong fanbase that's passionate and willing to give chances.


Children's and family films, on the other hand, are bringing in the crowds because taking the kids to the movies is the new taking the kids to Disneyland: only affordable once or twice a year, but you can do it.

The reactions to Minecraft and Lilo & Stitch are adding to my evidence pile there.


Five: Hollywood's stepping back from the culture wars because they're proving to be more trouble than they're worth.


This is normally when I tell the usual gang of boomer assholes lowing "go woke, get broke" to sit down, shut up, and take their meds.


Thing is, they're not entirely wrong.


While the faces of Hollywood have always been left-leaning if not completely ctrl-left, the suits, especially the mysterious People Who Can Say Yes, are diehard capitalists more than anything else.


O mighty dollar.


And the ctrl-left's constant update downloads of the latest virtue signals and shibboleths has gotten into Hollywood's OODA loop (look it up).


It takes six months or more to get an episode of TV from page to screen (with exceptions like SNL and South Park).


Two years minimum for a feature film.


Five years for an animated film.


And the ctrl-left's crusade du jur can kick in in a matter of weeks.


So what was perfectly cool the month before it was written was toxic waste by the time it hits the screen.


The ctrl-left mob

- never takes a win
- never appreciates effort, and
- is never, ever satisfied.

Then recently, a lot of the country said "this is bullshit, and we're not putting up with it anymore."


And they voted with their dollars.


Indiana Jones? Where we spent the movie telling the crusty old Caucasian dude how wrong he was?

$383M worldwide. $3M from China.

Top Gun: Maverick? Where Maverick definitely has things to contribute even as he's passing the torch?

$1.5B worldwide. Didn't fucking bother screening in China.

That's on top of Taylor Sheridan single-handedly keeping cable's lights on by making shows that flyover country eats up with a spoon.


I don't think Sheridan's RW at all (he does not let the yellowstone-verse forget what a shit deal native americans have gotten throughout history). But he found work that treats flyover country people like people, and that shit's been scarce lately.


Yellowstone at first glance is a twist on Sons of Anarchy (where Sheridan was fired from, I might add).


Where Sons of Anarchy is Hamlet with Bikers, Yellowstone is King Lear with Cowboys.


And it, and it's successors and imitators, works.


Take a name silver fox actor known for playing badasses in the 80's and 90's, give him an assortment of quirky, blue-collar, flyover country side characters, and let them be badasses.


Yeah, the Duttons are ruthless. But they care about their families, their freedoms, and their property, and they aren't afraid for fight for all of the above. That resonates with people the ctrl-left despise, and who Hollywood ignored. But now that Sheridan's found that audience, the People Who Can Say Yes are following the leader, as they do with successful formulas.


I've already written about how Rip Wheeler and Beth Dutton is a monsterfucker romance for middle-aged flyover country women.


1883, 1923, Tulsa King, and Landman all follow this, and are all proving immensely popular.


Yellowstone and Landman even have the same guest arc where a straw liberal hot chick shows up from the left coast, throws her nonexistent weight around, gets thoroughly schooled, and just as they're adjusting to the new worldview, they get a non-zero chance to fuck the silver fox.


Do I think this means stepping backwards as far as representation goes?


Absolutely not.


In fact, our lessened reliance on the Chinese market means more representation as we don't have to pander to their censorship.


But neither will check in the box representation be used to excuse poor writing or worse execution.


More Agatha All Alongs and less Acolytes is what I'm going at it.


None of this making a coven of BIPOC lesbian witches only to make them boring, make their only superpower be mind violation, have one of their victims beg their forgiveness before punching his own ticket, all die of aneurysms when denied the ability to violate minds, and costing $230M when all is said and done.


More like a show that's tightly written with a small cast that costs under $100M.


It was full of diverse women over 40 and was hella gay and nobody gave a shit because it was incredibly well written, the song was catchy as fuck, and the performances were amazing.


So that's it.


Smaller, fewer, cheaper, less.

Broadcast is fading while AVOD is stepping up.

China ain't dictating terms no more.
Reels are gonna be a mess.
The culture wars ain't worth the effort.

​If you're in the industry and struggling, I wish I had more hopeful news to say.


I delayed doing this by a few days because I just had my first audition since January.


I'm moving on with my own projects, keeping my passport up to date, and expanding my skill sets whenever possible. And that's the best I can advise you as well.


Take care of yourselves out there.
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The State of TV

5/15/2025

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"So what about TV, Jay? That going away too?"

Reload your snacks, this'll take a while.


And I'm glossing over a lot.


Still, there's a shitload of history that's relevant.


I know some of you think broadcast TV is what sports bars show because they don't have streaming, but it's the foundation of a lot of this. And a lot of the legacy code for it is based on the premise that Leave it to Beaver is real.


TV, like it's older cousin radio, began as a sponsored business.


Given that the airwaves are considered a public good, anyone can watch broadcast TV for free.


You buy the TV, of course, but watching broadcast doesn't cost you anything.


(And no, that's not a universal thing. Places like the UK charge an annual tax for every TV in your home and fund the BBC with it. Anyways...)


Although licensed by the government, broadcast channels sell commercial time as their product.


I'm talking about ABC, CBS, NBC, Fox, and the CW.


(PBS is also broadcast, but it's a publicly funded nonprofit and operates differently. No, I won't be elaborating).


Shows broadcast on these networks exist to keep you watching until the next commercial.


Period.


That is the be-all and end-all of their existence.


If they make good art? Great.


But they gotta sell the time.


So how do they figure out what to charge?


You always hear about how Super Bowl commercials cost a stupid amount of money, right?


They do it by determining roughly who's watching TV and when.


A shitload of people watch the Super Bowl, ergo, commercial time there brings in top dollar.


This is usually broken down by gender and age in what we traditionally call ratings. The formula gets complicated and has changed over time, but it's easiest to explain with our Leave it to Beaver model.


Imagine a prototypical suburban WASP family, led by Walter and Wendy Whitebread.


He's in middle management, she's a homemaker.


They have two kids, Wally and Wilma.


On a typical school day, there might be a news segment or there might be a kid's program starting around 6AM.


By 9AM, Walter's off to work and the kids are in school, which means from 9AM-3PM, if anyone's watching TV, it's Wendy.


So shows scheduled then are aimed at her: soap operas, game shows, daytime talk, and so on.


At 3PM, the kids are back, so there's usually something aimed at them, which could be something wholesome for the family, or it could be a glorified toy commercial.


Walter works 9-5, so he's home by 6, just in time for the news.


(Remember "film at 11?" News footage used to be on film, which had to be processed. So the 6PM news would comment on it and the 11PM news would expand on it with the newly processed footage.)


Then comes 7-9PM, or Prime Time.


Everybody's watching, so commercial buyers are paying a premium.


By 10PM, the kids are in bed, so there's some adult-oriented drama, news at 11, and maybe a late night talk show around midnight.


Back in the day, stations didn't broadcast 24-7. But by the 80's, late night and early morning was a good spot to run old movies and reruns so you could at least sell something.


Prime time was 7-9PM, Sunday night through Thursday night.


It's assumed everyone was doing other things Friday and Saturday nights.


Friday prime time was a common dumping ground for unpopular shows, called the Friday night death slot.


The rest of the week would be arranged similar: cartoons for the kids on Saturday morning, religious programming before noon on Sundays, with movies and sports interspersed on the weekends.


That's the typical school day. The year is set up similar.


Notice how old TV shows usually had twenty-odd episodes a season?


There's a reason for that.


A TV year (called a season, though it lasts all year) typically starts around Labor Day.


You used to hear ads for "the new fall lineup."


Favorite shows from last year would be back with new seasons, while new shows would debut, chasing the audiences.


Back at the studio, these shows would begin filming the second half of the season, taking notes from the executives who carefully watched the ratings.


This would go on until Thanksgiving or so, when shows started being preempted for sports and holiday specials. (Not too big an issue, it's the holidays, people weren't watching as much)


At the same time, the suits start deciding which shows they want to renew for a new season, which ones they're considering dropping, and which pilots they want to see.


In some cases, they'll cancel a show during the holidays and replace it with a show they passed on last year, what's called a midseason replacement.


(Buffy was a midseason replacement. That's why the first season is so much shorter than the others.)


When a network hears a show pitched, it can do one of three things: pass entirely, order an entire season, or order a pilot.


Pilots are commissioning a prototype or a dealer sample: when you're intrigued, but not convinced by the paper alone.


January through early March is traditionally pilot season, when new pilots are shot and shown.


It's an exciting time for actors, as being cast as a regular on a show can be both lucrative and stable as we'll see later.


Pilots that are greenlit to become shows are added to that year's fall lineup, and start filming the first half of the season in the spring.


For audiences, the spring operates much like the fall.


They see the second half of the season, and the season (and in some cases, series) finales all show around Memorial Day.


The summer, it's assumed viewership is down.


So reruns of episodes from the previous season are usually shown, and a hiatus lets the suits and the productions enjoy a bit of a vacation too.


Then in September the new fall lineup debuts and it starts all over again.


Twenty-odd episodes a season lets you show a new episode every week for almost half of the year.

(with summer reruns and holiday preemptions taking up the other half)

The real big long-term win was syndication.


100 episodes was seen as a big deal because that meant you had about three or four seasons worth of shows. This could be sold as a syndication package, where some other network could show reruns for a year without repeating itself.


That meant a nice residual for the creators and performers.


If it sounds kind of sedate, that's because it is.


Broadcast TV is a relatively stable and comfortable middle-class life for the actors and writers who got to do it.


And because there were new stories happening every episode, there was room for a lot of stories to tell.


But like all things, it changes.


Cable introduced the idea of paying a subscription for an expanded selection.


It also introduced niche programming.


You wanted to watch news all day? They got you. Sports? It's here. The government? Have some C-span. It also had looser standards and practices than broadcast, because cable signals aren't a public good.


Then the idea of premium channels came up.


Pay more for a premium subscription, and you could watch movies uninterrupted and uncensored with no commercials. Thus HBO, Cinemax, Showtime, and later Starz came into the picture.


That set the stage for big shifts at the turn of the millennium.


While TV was enjoyed and celebrated, it was still kinda hampered to it's existence in selling something else. This meant inevitable constriction on artistic choices.


Don't get me wrong, a lot of shows thrived within the confines, kinda like haiku thrives within the syllable count.


But broadcast TV was fundamentally designed to be enjoyed long enough to keep you for a commercial to show. Comfort food for the eyes.


If you watched a police procedural or a sitcom or a soap opera, you knew what you were going to get, sure as if you'd walked into a McDonald's or bought a can of Campbell's soup anywhere in the country.

An old joke in acting schools used to be that you did TV for the steady money, movies for the fame, and theater for the art. Heavily exaggerated, but like most jokes, there was a grain of truth in it.

The first show to break out of this is generally considered The Sopranos. Shown on HBO and thus free from the interests of both commercial sponsors and FCC obscenity regulations, it was given an environment where it could not only thrive, but show off the art inherent to series television. It showed that mature themes and complex storylines could be shown and enjoyed as series TV, making it a commercial and critical success. It also showcased exquisite writing, directing, and acting. This let it draw professionals who had cut their teeth on films and in theater, and could now have the artistic challenge and the steady money.


The Sopranos was also one of the first major TV on DVD shows, selling discs like hotcakes.


TV on VHS had been tried before, but for a number of reasons didn't particularly sell well.


I personally blame the bulk of having only two episodes per tape.


But a season's worth of TV in a package the size of a hardcover book? Oh yeah.


Thus began the birth of binging: Watch at your own pace instead of once weekly.


The Real World came to MTV in 1992 and showed the reality TV format was viable, but it wasn't until 2000 that Survivor not only made reality TV viable for prime time, but brought in big ratings even during the summer. American Idol would double down on this two years later.


(The fact that it helped the music industry, suffering from file sharing and losses in court, outsource their artist development to a TV show, didn't hurt).


Because they weren't narrative TV and thus had much looser union rules, especially when it came to actors and writers, Reality TV showed both savings and earnings. This had a big effect a few years later when the WGA strike of 2007-2008 resulted in lackluster gains.


In 2005, youtube launched, and with it the reliability and viability of not only niche online video viewership, but independent production.


Two years later, the first iPhones were launched, putting internet-capable cameras in the hands of millions.


Netflix launches streaming video that same year.


In 2010 Netflix acquires Breaking Bad from AMC. A mature themed and complex storylined show in the wake of the Sopranos, Breaking Bad not only lasts two seasons longer than it normally would have, but kicks off the Netflix Effect, where new audiences on streaming binge old episodes as well as boost numbers for new episodes on the original network.


As all of this comes together, Game of Thrones releases on HBO in 2011.


With the rise of cable and premium and streaming and video hosting, Game of Thrones does the nigh-impossible and unites a TV audience into becoming the narrative show everyone talks about around the water cooler again, something that hadn't really been a thing since the 80's. Even The Walking Dead, which launches a year earlier, doesn't have the impact that Game of Thrones does.


So much so that it single-handedly kicks off a golden age of fantasy television.


For all of it's creativity, TV still maintains a "if you can't break ahead of the pack, follow the leader" mentality.


Every network wanted Game of Thrones numbers.


So they were willing to spend Game of Thrones money to fantasy shows to get it... for a season or two.

A lot of good fantasy shows made good numbers, but not Game of Thrones numbers, and were cancelled early. The last standing now are Wheel of Time (a line item on Amazon's spreadsheet), Rings of Power (Ditto), and House of the Dragon (Ending with season 4)

But even at these peaks, we're seeing some cost-cutting.


The Walking Dead based in Atlanta, while Game of Thrones spend the first seasons mostly in Northern Ireland, both for tax credit and studio space availability reasons.


Unbeholden to broadcast calendars, both shows also feature shrinking episode numbers.


Whereas NCIS was filming 24 episodes a season, The Sopranos averaged 13 episodes a season, while Game of Thrones began with 10 a season, then 7 and 6 for the last two seasons.


The Walking Dead, oddly enough, started the first season with only 6 episodes, filmed most seasons with 16 episodes, then filmed 22 and 24 episodes for it's last two seasons, respectively. That said, the anyone-can-die effect undoubtedly had a deterring effect on any individual cast members being overzealous in asking for pay raises as filming continued.


Game of Thrones ends with a bomb right before the pandemic, while The Walking Dead ends with a whimper and a bag of spinoffs right after it.


Then the strikes happened in 2023.


We went over that in the movies.


Broadcast was hit particularly hard, what with actors and writers asking "where's our money?" just as advertisers are asking "just what is our money buying anyway?"


There effectively was no pilot season in 2023, and a very anemic one this year.


So, what now?


The Whitebreads (remember them?) ain't the model to follow anymore, but there's nobody around to replace them.


Everybody hates ads, but broadcast and to a lesser extent cable has to justify their existences around them.


The streaming wars ended in mutually assured destruction.


And while Peak TV is effectively dead, there's still gems that show up here and there every year.

Niche programming is flowing through on the tubes and the clock apps.

And while people still hate commercials, that's still how their favorite creators are going to get themselves paid long into the future.


And yes, we're still going to be seeing a lot of comfort food.


Those reels we see that all look the same?


Those creators are all doing what the Al Gore tells them they need to do in order to be seen, so that's what they're doing.


​It's the sponsors and Nielsen ratings all over again.


I honestly think SVOD (Streaming video on demand) and AVOD (Ad-supported streaming video on demand) are going to be the two big pillars to come in the future. Broadcast will either fade away or be supported by their streaming arms. Cable is just going to be another streaming bundle.


Budgets are going to be tighter.


The middle class of Hollywood is shrinking just like it is everywhere.


"Smaller, fewer, cheaper, less" applies here too.


What I think the elusive People Who Can Say Yes are figuring out right now is exactly how smaller and fewer and cheaper and less they can go while still being able to Say Yes on occasion.


But I'm not one of them, so all I can do is guess, keep my skills sharp, and carry on.


Take care of yourselves out there.
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State of the Movies

5/13/2025

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"Hey Jay, I hear all of Hollywood ran overseas. Is your job gone?"

Kinda. Sorta. Not really....


...fuck it. Siddown and grab a snack, this is gonna take a while.


I'm gonna start with movies.


Making movies overseas is nothing new. Ask your grandparents about spaghetti westerns sometimes. They were called that because they were produced in Italy and usually filmed in Spain, because there's a desert there that looks like the old west. What's changed is... well, a lot of things changed.


I'm gonna start with the blockbuster. Originally defined as a movie that brought in $100M in theaters. What was newsworthy in the 70's became formulaic by 9/11. It's good old fashioned capitalism: spend $10M, roll the dice, and shoot for a blockbuster once or twice a year. If you're good, you get some middle movies that cover their expenses and maybe a little profit, as few expensive stinkers as possible, and enough blockbusters to make bank.


In the 80's, video became a thing. So if it didn't make bank at the box office, it might make you some money in the long run.


This was especially true at the end of the 80's when priced-to-own became a thing.


Ever watch an old Disney tape and the commercial said "priced to own on videocassette?"


That's because videotapes used to be priced to rent. $100 a pop. Sold mostly to rental stores.


Yeah, you could tape off the TV yourself. But the quality sucked even if you were really good about starting and stopping during commercials.


Then at the end of the 80's, the studios started hearing that parents would rent the same tapes for their kids over and over. And the studios wanted that money. So they sold Batman and Dick Tracy and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles for $20 a tape. And they sold like hotcakes.


Problem is, you're never *really* sure what will be a hit or not. What will resonate with an audience.


Ideally, you'd find something that resonated with an audience already. That's what adapting novels are for. Jaws, The Godfather, The Exorcist, Rosemary's Baby, The Dirty Dozen, they all had audiences built in.


Comic books? Video games? Don't be ridiculous. That wierdo German guy Uwe Boll may be able to get weird German tax incentives to make crappy video game adaptations to make money, but nobody serious does that.


But the nerd dollar was building. Building to something huge.


Lord of the Rings and Harry Potter hit theaters within a month of each other in 2001.


Both literary adaptations.


Both with prepared sequels waiting in the wings.


Now you weren't just spending $10M to make $100M.


You were spending $100M to make $1B.


And you were doing it every year for years to come.


This was the true genesis of the cinematic universe that Marvel would pick up and run away with.


And even then, there were some ugly ways of saving money. Which included filming in countries with tax breaks and looser labor laws. Not to mention old fashioned Hollywood accounting.


Both series would face lawsuits over it all.


In addition to strikebreaking and fraud, there were three big pillars that held up the CU model.


One was an explosion of use of CGI without labor protection. Lucas was doing the heavy lifting on R&D with the prequel trilogy, but VFX quickly became a trade you could practice anywhere you could put a server farm. Which led to race-to-the-bottom bids for VFX work. Yeah, some American trolls complained about crappy-looking trailers, but for the most part, the practice of lowest bidder and last minute has gone mostly unnoticed outside of cinephiles.


Two was the People's Republic of China. Yeah, you had to dance to the tune of their censors, as the CCP only allowed a certain number of foreign films per year into the country. But they had more people who went to movie theaters every week than there are people alive in the U.S.. Play it right, and your big sweeping epic made it's budget back in days or even hours, and the profit kept rolling in from there.


Third was to find your talent when they were talented, but young, unknown, and cheap. Then lock 'em in for multi-picture deals while they're still cheap. Yeah, those stars will play on their newfound name recognition and charge more for other movies, but they'll still be a smaller line item on your budget.


Thus the cinematic universe era began.


Marvel added the twist of disparate protagonists bound into a single narrative, but the pieces were there for anyone to pick up: DC superheroes, Fast & Furious, Star Wars, Star Trek, Middle earth.


The IP's start coming and they don't stop coming.


Exhibitors were forced, among other things, to upgrade to digital projection. 3D became a thing again.


But most IP's weren't Marvel.


A lot of budding CU's were stillborn after one or two entries.


Even Universal's been dancing around it's classic monsters but, while coming up with some interesting films in their own right, never actually forming what they wanted with a Dark Universe.


Then the cracks began to show.


Even Marvel was going to have a tough time keeping up after Endgame was released in 2019.


Then Covid hit in 2020.


Theaters, like all live exhibition, took it in the shorts for two years and change.


They're still not back up to 2018 numbers.


The unions signed off on COVID protocols in October of 2020. While it allowed filming to happen again, it was a huge drag on budgets, as high as 25% in some places. And they weren't lifted until the spring of 2023.


Then the streaming wars ended in mutually assured destruction, which I'll get to when I talk about TV.


I'm not even going to go into Chadwick Boseman's death or Jonathan Major's legal issues, which threw more spanners in the works.


Then a lot of expensive movies underperformed or straight-up bombed.


A lot of excuses kicked in, but nobody could deny what was happening.


This is usually when a segment of Boomer fudds start huffing and puffing about "get woke, go broke."


They can shut the fuck up and go take their blood pressure meds.


But they're not ~entirely~ wrong.


"Checkbox representation was never sufficient" is far, far more accurate.


In recent years we've seen Luke Skywalker, Han Solo, Indiana Jones and Willow Ufgood of all fucking people depicted as out-of-touch, lame, useless, and above all WRONG old cishet dudes who need to get out of the way of their younger, queerer, and more femme sidekick-cum-replacements.


All of these depictions resulted in backlash at best, suffering at the box office at worst.


But one 80's action hero came back and, instead of being depicted as a washed-up old has-been, was treated like an elder statesman. Flawed, yes, but with a lot of hard-earned wisdom that the younger generation NEEDED to learn and pass on before they took up the torch.


And that movie damn near single-handedly held up the U.S. Box office in 2022.


I'm talking of course about Pete Mitchell of Top Gun: Maverick.


So yeah, the SJB's need to STFU and Hollywood needs to stop pandering to them if they actually want an American audience, but that's not the entire problem.


In other words, no, Hollywood can't afford any more Marvels, but it definitely can't afford more Quantumanias either.


Then the strikes came in 2023.


They were a long time coming.


A lot of projects didn't even start filming in early 2023, not wanting to be caught in the middle of the strike.


But the studios still weren't expecting the nasty fight they got.


Most of us knew there would be fewer opportunities going forward.


But we were satisfied in knowing the career field was at least going to exist.


The strikes ended in November.


At which point the studios finished work on unfinished projects, and then got awfully quiet.


The age of the CU high rollers is over, and nobody's quite sure what to replace it with.


"Smaller, fewer, cheaper, less" is the current mantra as far as I can tell.


Iger has already said that Disney's cutting back to releasing two Marvel movies and two series a year.


And yes, part of that involves production overseas.


Since, oh, the first Ant-man movie, about half of Marvel's oeuvre was filmed in Atlanta.


As it stands now, everything in Phase six either has been or will be filmed in London.


Taking advantage of the UK's considerable talent pool?


Partially.


But I think it's more of a below-the-line savings on crew instead of cast.


I'm not sure what gains IATSE and the Teamsters gained, or if it's significant enough to justify an overseas production. But I could see it.


Say if I was cast in a haunted house thriller.


Production could cast me and another dozen people in the states, send us to, let's say Hungary, and produce there. If Hungary had both tax incentives comparable with the states and a lower cost of living, then they'd save on the makeup artist I see, the hairdresser, the driver that takes me to set, the cook, and so on down the line.


​"Smaller, fewer, cheaper, less."


I'd prefer to work a lot, and work in Atlanta.


But I'm definitely renewing my passport and keeping my skillsets sharp in the meantime.


I'll talk about the TV side of it later this week.


If I feel like it.


I got a book to finish, dammit.


Take care of yourselves out there.
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2024 wrap up

1/1/2025

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They say "the reward for a job well done is more work."
2024 certainly delivered for me there.

The actor's and writer's strikes of 2023 gave way to what I've been calling the Drought of 2024.
Film and TV production dropped sharply across the board and all over the world.
There's a number of reasons why, but at the end of the day, it happened.

I was fortunate enough to work here and there.
Two days on a feature in January.
Two more days on another feature in August.
Then filming two features back-to-back from mid-November to mid-December.
That was a bit of a roller coaster.

Also in November, I had two projects release.

In Red One (currently streaming on Amazon Prime) I'm playing one of MORA's literal computer trolls tracking down O'Malley. One scene, but the fun of being my first motion capture role.

In The Piano Lesson (currently streaming on Netflix) I'm playing Sutter, the big bad.
Not gonna lie, I'm still kind of mindblown that I got to be a part of that.
It's an amazing story with a brilliant cast.
Among other things, I wound up doing some of my own wirework.
Finding a harness to fit me was a bit of a challenge, so after wrap I had one custom built for me.
Just in case the opportunity arises again.

On the writing side, a lot of projects kicked off.

Ghost Light is the sequel to Renfield Blues, taking the characters through a Phantom of the Opera story. I've got a working draft that went through beta readers and I'm in the revisions stage for that. I'm releasing it sometime in 2025, I'm just not sure exactly when.

Beyond that, I have a standalone novel I'm keeping under wraps for a bit. We'll see what that turns up into.

I've also written a screenplay for a horror movie, which is getting some tentative interest. We'll see what happens.

Overall, 2025 looks full of promise.
We'll see what happens.
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Monsterfucking in 3-D

8/26/2024

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Fucking as monsters.

On Monsterfucking explored the appeal of fuckable monsters to American ladies.


Monsterfucking 2 looked at the appeal of femme & fuckable monsters to American gents.


Now I'm gonna talk about the appeal of being a monster in fuckable senses.


I'm probably going to repeat myself here and there, but with any luck I'll show you a few things that haven't been looked at too closely.


Monsters as heroes are easy enough to see. Legions of folks have dressed as Count Dracula one way or another in the decades since Bela Lugosi brought his own charm to the table. While those dressed as Jonathan Harker, if any, are few and far between. While there are always humans for us to relate to, the monsters are the reason we keep coming.


And a big reason for that is that we see ourselves in the monsters.


This is because our conventional ideas of who gets to be a hero are both contradictory in several places and out of reach of the bulk of humanity. This is a modern flavor of how heroes were considered supernatural creatures themselves in Ancient Greek myths, on par with or occasionally mistaken for Gods and Demigods.


And we still see vestiges of that heroic ideal today: just handsome enough, just tall enough, just strong enough, shoulders just broad enough, waist just slender enough, dick just big enough, the list goes on, narrowing and narrowing every time one looks at it.


The monster, however, not only falls outside of that narrow definition, he's not expected to fall within it.


And more often than not, he's desired MORE than the supposed hero.


Frankenstein's Monster is lurching around in a jacket too small for his shoulders and boots that don't let him walk straight, while unable to articulate more than grunts.

Tell me that an adolescent gent, who's a cocktail of raging hormones, who was two inches shorter yesterday, and has no idea how to talk to the curvy, nice-smelling people can't relate.

Beauty falls for the Beast.


The Phantom of the Opera is considered, by both performers and fans, to be the more interesting and desirable than the traditional hero Raul.


Herman Munster won the heart of a lady like Lily.


Count Dracula is an insanely popular costume from the Lugosi and Lee eras to this day.


Bela Lugosi and Christopher Lee walked so that Tom Cruise and Brad Pitt could run.


Oh, but those vampires are still conventionally handsome, you say?


They're still heroes, just bad boys.


Fair enough. Let's dig a little deeper.


If physical attractiveness isn't the appeal of a monster, what is?


Some would say resources. There's some merit to the idea that 50 Shades is only erotic because Christian Gray is a millionaire, and if he lived in a trailer park it would be a CSI episode. Count Dracula is old-money European gentry. The Beast is really a young royal with a castle full of servants. The Addamses are old-money.


And yet, there's no real economic distinction between Dracula and his opponents. A partner in a law firm, an English Lord, two doctors, one of whom owns his own asylum, and an American entrepreneur are his opponents, and they have no problems keeping up with and overtaking the Count.


Some would say talents and skills are a part of it.


The Phantom may be horribly disfigured. To the point where in the novel, the only kiss he ever receives in his life is from Christine. But he's not only an accomplished singer, musician, and composer, he's a world-class vocal coach and an incredibly skilled architect.


The Beast has the education of a young nobleman, and even while cursed becomes a skilled rose gardener.


Frankenstein's monster is intelligent, erudite, and cunning.


But ordinary humans are talented and skilled too.


Some would say confidence, but here's where we get tricky.


Disney's Gaston, Clayton, and Judge Frollo are all confident too.


And despite Gaston's laundry list of heroic features, all of the above prove far more monstrous than fuckable.


Personally, I think the real line of fuckability is a certain level of proven trust.


Remember when I started writing about this: There's no shortage of American women with submission fantasies. There is however a distinct lack of American dudes who can be trusted to accommodate them.


Because having the confidence to assume that role is one thing.


Being trustworthy to assume that role in a way that won't hurt or shame the lady in question is something else.


There are far too many cautionary tales out there about telling the difference between a trusted dominant and a confident asshole.


The most fuckable of monsters, one way or another, show that trust along with the willingness to engage in each other's darker desires.


Tie the lady up? Sure! That's what monsters do, isn't it?


But following through is what confirms what the attraction hoped.


The Phantom is at best horribly enabling of Christine's daddy issues, but in the end, he allows Christine an actual choice as opposed to between life with him or death with Raul.


The Beast allows Belle to go home.


I've said before that monsterfucking is a way to reconcile "bad boys are hot" with "all men are potential predators."


Fucking as a monster is merging the desire to do all of these naughty and wicked things while proving to someone that they can be trusted to do them.


And it does so in a way that relieves the societal pressure from them both.


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Monsterfucking Part 2

8/15/2024

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Femme monsters, male targets

Femme and fuckable monsters for hetero males have been, not unlike their distaff counterparts, objects of caution for those subject to seduction and/or abduction. We see this as early as the witch Circe and the sirens during the Odyssey. Stories from antiquity through the reformation find dangerous and often seductive women, leading unwary men to their doom.

Witches are by far the preferred femme monsters pre-20th century (at least if we define monster as a more-powerful-than-human humanoid), with the occasional succubus, Djinn, or malicious spirit thrown into the mix. But vampires joined in early and often, with Dracula's three unnamed brides snacking on Jonathan Harker. In the same story, Lucy Westerna, a woman so attractive she starts the book juggling three suitors at once, goes on a murderous rampage through London after being turned by Dracula. Her destruction is the first victory for team Van Helsing.

Although having very little screentime herself, one of the more iconic femme monsters of the early 20th century was the Bride of Frankenstein, played brilliantly by Elsa Lancaster. A subplot in the original novel that didn't make it into 1931's Frankenstein, the Bride is not only beautiful as she is monstrous, but reacts as one might on realizing that she was not only a monster herself, but purposefully created to fuck a monster.

While the 40's brought about the femme fatales of film noir, they were rarely supernatural creatures themselves. Their influence, however, would definitely be felt in future decades, but not before taking a turn through comedy.

As mentioned in our previous essay, Lily Munster and Morticia Addams came to the small screen and pushed the envelope of broadcast sensuality immediately upon arrival. Morticia's demeanor and garb in particular could have been lifted directly from a film noir. The incongruity of presenting her as a loving homemaker and mother as opposed to a suspiciously cheerful widow just added to the laughs along with the sensuality.

At the same time, Bewitched and I Dream of Jeanie were pulling similar stunts as The Munsters and The Addams Family: using the supernatural status of their leading ladies to push the envelope of the censors. Sidney Shelton knew exactly what he was up to by having Jeanie calling Nelson "Master" every five minuites. NBC let him get away with it, and audiences loved it. Even Star Trek got in on the action, introducing the world to the idea of the green skinned space babe from the very first episode.

The 60's and 70's had somewhat of a drought on the big screen, with one big and controversial exception: Dr. Frank N Furter, notorious antagonist of the Rocky Horror Picture Show. Better minds than mine are going to be arguing about the exact nature of Frank's gender, identity, and orientation for decades to come. But I will point out that Frank successfully seduced, in order: Columbia, Eddie, Rocky, Brad, and Janet. The latter three all in the course of a few hours.

The 80's were also a rare period for femme monsters, likely being outshone by the rise of the final girl. Though a few made their way to the screen. In the Hellraiser series, Julia managed to prove more deadly than most of the cenobites. Mae in Near Dark manages to be both a monster girl and a final girl herself, as opposed to her wholly monstrous counterpart Diamondback. At the same time, Elvira was leading the charge of horror hosts, gaining her own film near the end of the decade.

The 90's would start to bring femme monster's like Dracula's brides back to the big screen, introducing new generations and wider audiences in general. If Monica Bellucci, Michaela Bercu, and Florina Kendrck suddenly showed up in my sheets wearing cocktail napkins and jewelry, I'd have Keanu Reeves' look on my face too. Which also opens that version of the story into a twist, as the Harkers end up as a happily married couple having both experienced monsters along the way.

And on the small screen, Xander of Buffy the Vampire Slayer put Jonathan Harker to shame with the sheer volume of femme monsters who tried to eat him, kill him, sacrifice him, or all of the above.
We were even introduced to our first pin-up zombie in the form of Julie, the lead of Return of the Living Dead 3. Killed in a motorcycle crash and resurrected by her boyfriend with zombie gas, Julie becomes more and more cenobite-looking as the film goes on, retaining her sentience and love for her boyfriend even as the hunger for brains grows stronger.

The 90's also kicked off a mini-trend of femme monsters appearing in family films, again relying on supernatural status and innuendo to avoid the censors. The Addams Family hit the big screen. Gomez and Morticia's "you frightened me. Do it again." went WOOSH over the heads of Paramount's under-18 demographic, but sent a thousands toes dipping into the BDSM pool.

Hocus Pocus introduced us to Sarah Sanderson, along with a surprising level of reminding the audience that the teenage boy she's stalking had the audacity to light a candle while being a virgin at the same time. The Nightmare before Christmas' Sally distracts a villain by showing some leg (even if it is detached from the rest of her at the time). I'd even include Mavis from Hotel Transylvania, who married and had a kid with her chosen human. As well as the ethical Emily from The Corpse Bride.

While there's been no shortage of femme monsters on the screen since, the end of the millennium also brought about both the rise of cosplay and the sexy anything trend of Halloween costumes. While Elvira, Morticia, and the Bride of Frankenstein have all been popular, genderbent versions of monsters like Freddy Kreuger and Jason Vorhees have also made appearances.

So what lies at the desire for a fuckable femme monster in hetero dudes?

Here's my hunch.

I've said before that monsterfucking is an attempt to rebel against seemingly contradictory modern expectations. The two big ones today are:

One, the expectation of men to be stronger and more experienced.

Moreover, the expectation of men to be the initiator, but only if a woman already desires him. Which he has no means of knowing.

Two, the desire to pursue the "bad girls" without the rejection of her, society, or both.

Fuckable femme monsters relieve their male suitors from all of that.

Worried you're not strong enough? She got this.
Worried you're not experienced enough? She's cool with showing you the way.
Worried she'll reject you? Relax! She won't embarrass you.
Kill and eat you, maybe, but not humiliate you.
Worried you'll be looked down on? She's a vampire, what were you gonna do?

It allows a man to be in a woman's power without societal guilt being attached.

Nowadays we see the memes come around every year of "beware the goth chick suddenly interested in you. it's sacrifice season." immediately countered with. "Don't care. Worth it."

In the end, I think we're all just looking for what we want without worrying about other people's expectations.


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On Monsterfucking

8/5/2024

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Beth Dutton of Yellowstone is a monsterfucker.

Rip is the latest in a line of modern beauty's beasts that includes Bill Compton, Edward Cullen, and Christian Grey. In this essay I will examine the historical roots of monsterfucking and how they evolved from cautionary tales to modern wish fulfillment.


Feeding conventionally attractive young women to monsters is nothing new.


That goes back at least to Andromeda before Perseus stepped in.


Monsterfucking as a desired scenario likely stems from de Villeneuve's Beauty and The Beast in 1740. At the time, it was considered propaganda in favor of Nuveau Riche merchants marrying into impoverished noble families. Beauty is originally a merchant's daughter established as considerably less greedy than her sisters, and grows to love Beast as she learns about his world.


The first half of the 20th century only occasionally presented monsters as objects of pity (The Phantom of the Opera, King Kong, The Creature from the Black Lagoon). But Lugosi's take on Dracula added a charm and sexual magnetism unknown in the novel, an idea echoed in Karloff's The Mummy a year later. These stories often featured their leading ladies spending some time with their monstrous suitor before returning to their rescuers and normal lives.


Television too, dipped their toes in the concept as best they could.


Herman and Lily Munster were one of the first television couples to be seen sleeping in the same bed, while Gomez and Morticia were undeniably passionate about each other.


(One critic quipped that the Addamses seemed to be the only TV couple even capable of having children)


Some would say that the true genesis of monsterfucking came in 1985 with the release of Anne Rice's Interview with the vampire. It did firmly establish the Vampires Are Sex Gods trope in popular culture, with Anita Blake's Jean Claude, Twilight's Edward Cullen, and True Blood's Bill Compton soon joining the ranks.


A telling point is aspects of this being notable in the latest round of classic monster movie remakes. Bram Stoker's Dracula (1992), introduced a subplot of Mina Harker being a reincarnation of Dracula's ill-fated wife from his human years. Turning Dracula from a formidable parasite into the passionate angle of a love triangle upped the stakes all around and heightened the drama. (Gary Oldman is said to have taken the role of Dracula just to say the line "I've crossed oceans of time to find you.")


In 1999, the remake of The Mummy also features a villain whose main goal is to resurrect the lover he suffered and died for. While Evy isn't quite falling for her own beast as she smooths Rick's rough edges, she is fascinated by Imotep's plight. And in 2001's The Mummy Returns, Rick and Evy's ride-or-die bond is a vicious contrast to Anuck-Su-Namun abandoning Imotep to his fate.


While all this was going on, on television, two out of three of Buffy The Vampire Slayer's long-term lovers were vampires.


Since the turn of the millennium, monsterfucker stories have gained a lot of their story conflict over the question of whether to start or whether to continue fucking the monster in question.


An interesting note particularly in Bram Stoker's Dracula and in Andrew Lloyd Webber's take on the Phantom of the Opera is that while the beautys do go home with their designated human lovers in the end, they do so after experiencing time among the monsters with at least some agency.


And here's where we get into the true appeal of monsterfucking.


While monsters have always stood in for various social and sexual taboos, monsterfucking is an attempt to rebel against the seemingly contradictory modern expectations.


Whether it's the madonna-whore complex or the impossible to be a woman speech from the Barbie movie, monsterfucking provides a way to, at least in a fantasy sense, have your cake and eat it too.

Monsterfucking is inherently a desire to merge "bad boys are hot" with "all dudes are potential predators" without having the brain divide by zero.

I've said for years that there's no shortage of American women with submission fantasies,

but there is a distinct shortage of American dudes who can be trusted to fulfill them.

And the rest of the world is usually worse.


The thing about fuckable monsters is, they come with their own trust.


Fuckable monsters rarely have any sort of deception, and those that do have ones that are paper thin.

They are unapologetically monstrous.

They're dangerous and deadly to the whole of humanity.


Except... to the object of their affections.


To HER.


The monster will not hurt her.

The monster will not lie to her.
The monster will not cheat on her.
The monster will not soil her reputation.
The monster will do absolutely nothing to her that she fears on the daily from mortal men.
He will, however, ravish the unholy hell out of her, if given the chance.

As Terry Pratchett's Otto says in The Truth, "Vell, let's just say zey don't alvays scream."


THAT is the common thread through every monster I've mentioned here.


So how does that apply to Rip and Beth?


Because Rip effectively is a monster.


He's got a hair-trigger temper, has never lost a fight, has absolutely no qualms about using violence to achieve his personal or job goals, and is a murderer multiple times over.


However,

He is intensely loyal to the Dutton family in general and to Beth in particular.
He refuses to even look at another woman, despite being conventionally attractive to barflies and buckle bunnies alike.
He's madly in love with Beth, and yet he refuses to pursue her.
It takes him rescuing her from a hit squad and taking two rounds in the process for him to even admit his feelings, much less act on them.

In short, he fulfills every quality of a fuckable monster.

And from there is a major source of his popularity on the show.


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Aliens and why Marines love it

12/13/2023

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One of the endless arguments I see going around why Marines so readily embraced a movie like Aliens, where the Marines get their asses thoroughly stomped and the MC is a civilian woman, given today's yelling about ladies being action heroes.

Since it's a two-part question, I'm giving it a two-part answer.


Starting with the Marines.


The mission is to reestablish contact with an unresponsive corporate colony of a few hundred people. Latest intel indicates a xenomorph may be involved.


And who gets sent?


1 officer (Gorman), 1 NCOIC (Apone), 1 android (Bishop), 2 landing craft crew (Ferro & Spunkmeyer), 1 corpsman (Dietrich), 1 comm tech (Hudson), And 6 grunts (Hicks, Drake, Vasquez, Frost, Crowe, and Wierzbowski) Plus two civilians (Burke and Ripley).


This doesn't look like a cohesive grunt unit. This looks like either an advance party or a remain-behind element of a unit that's deployed elsewhere.


The company asked for a working party of Marines, and got a dozen of those who were doing make-work until they could return to their own units or muster out (Hudson is an admitted short-timer, others might have been).


In other words, nobody at higher gave a shit, and the Marines sent to do the job got screwed. They cowboyed up and did it, oorah. But they were screwed before they left. Everything that subsequently happened to them, from Ripley's briefing (see below) to the clusterfuck in the processing station, stems from that.


As a side note, the single greatest defeat the Marines have come as a result of obeying lawful but mind-bogglingly stupid orders. The fact that any of the Marines survive the processing station is because Drake and Vasquez both shrug and say, "fuck it. I'll take the ninja punch if we live." attitude.


On top of that, when ambushed, losing two levels of leadership, and at half the strength they started with, the Marines still managed to regroup and extract under fire.


It keeps on going from there. When Hudson notices that Dietrich and Apone are still alive, Vasquez insists on going back in to extract them. Vasquez just got pulled out of a nightmare that killed half her squad, watched her battle buddy melt in front of her eyes, and her first instinct is to go back and get those still alive. It takes Ripley, who was just proven right in the most horrible way possible, to convince her that they're beyond rescue. Her second choice is using nerve gas on the alien nest.


This sets the tone for every death in the dwindling party thereafter.


Yes, the Marines were defeated. But they all went down surrounded by the bodies of their enemies.


So that's the Marines.


Let's talk about Ripley.


What a lot of people forget about Ripley is that she's extremely practical. She was a blue-collar oil worker, a warrant officer on a mining ship. And that practicality serves her throughout the film.


When the movie opens, she's not helpless. She's got a serious case of PTSD and a bad case of being screwed over by the company because she was too busy staying alive to preserve evidence. But she's not stupid, entitled, or out of her depth.


The first impressions the Marines have of her is screaming at Bishop and throwing a tray across the galley for no apparent reason, then an absolute shit show of an intel briefing.


The grunts welcome useful briefings. And they can sail through boring and repetitive powerpoints easy enough. What they see from Ripley is a clearly traumatized civilian who is not prepared to give this talk at all, and who barely makes it three paragraphs before breaking down at them. So most of them regard
her with mild sympathy at best. Most go back to not giving a shit.


The second impression is what gives her moderate respect. Instead of sitting on her ass like Burke (which she could entirely get away with), she goes to Apone, points out that she's certified on their loading equipment, then offers to help out. When offered the loader, she proves her competence within a few moves and is welcomed to the working party. Civilians doing the scut work that they don't have to do AND they're competent enough to do it without having to teach them a 101 class? That gets you respected.


When on the planet, She doesn't try to prove herself to anyone. She doesn't offer strategic advice, just confirms or denies what she's asked about the alien evidence the squad finds. But she does ask a lot of the relevant questions that get missed by the others. She's the one who points out that using armor piercing weapons in a fusion powered processing station is a bad idea. (Gorman made a stupid decision in response to it, but she was still right.) She's the one who points out Hicks is currently in charge of the dwindling party. She's the one who asks how long before they can expect a rescue party.


Then, when the shit goes down, Ripley's the one who gets shit done. When Gorman freezes, she's the one that drives the APC through a wall to extract the Marines. She's the reason that Hicks, Hudson, and Vasquez got out alive, and it was only dumb luck that she didn't manage to get Drake out too. It took a while for her to stop, and then not until after she'd crushed an alien under her tires. But she's the one who took action when it was desperately needed.


That get-shit-done attitude carries Ripley through the whole damn movie.


The second they catch their breath, She's the one who says "take off and nuke the site from orbit. It's the only way to be sure."


After the dropship crashes and they're stranded? She spends the first moment of downtime she has to learn to use their remaining weapons to the best extent possible, insisting that Hicks teach her everything.


When Burke traps her and Newt in the infirmary with a facehugger, she keeps her cool. When breaking the glass and getting someone's attention on the security cameras doesn't work, she sets off the fire alarms instead of panicking.


Duct taping a flamethrower to an assault rifle sounds insane on paper. But it works for both her goals and methods. She barely has time to reload, let alone transition normally, so she makes sure she doesn't have to.


When the queen follows them onto the Sulaco, Ripley ignores the heavy weapons she's never seen and goes for the biggest weapon she's experienced with: the glorified forklift.


It's the scifi version of taking down an enemy commander with an e-tool.


So yeah, that's why Marines love the movie Aliens and the character Ripley. You gotta get into the Marine mindset and look a little deeper to realize exactly why, but it's there.


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About that deal...

11/20/2023

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All right...

At this point, I've read and reread an 18 page summary, 3 live Q&A's, 2 FAQ's, and the declarations of a handful of internet randos across three different platforms.


A lot of what's in the new contract are good gains, and good protections.


But I have three concerns.


(The full language of the MOA is still being finalized. Final definitions may alleviate some of these concerns, but for now, they're concerning.)


First concern:

OK, if an AI double of me is used instead of me, I get paid for the days I would've worked.
What happens to my wardrobe assistant then? What happens to my makeup artist? What happens to my hairstylist?

Maybe these are things for IATSE to fight for next summer, but I'm looking at them hard now.


Save up when you start going back to work, folks, because those picket lines do not need to be crossed.


Second concern:

Where does my likeness begin and end?

I'm getting into the habit of doing a lot of creature performing.


How much paint does it take before it's not my likeness anymore?


How many prosthetics before it's not my likeness anymore?


I have the right to give consent for my likeness to be used. But how is "likeness" defined and limited?


Third concern:

I have to give consent for a digital double to be made of me, and I have to renew my consent for each new project that uses that double.

This protects me and my fellow actors as scene partners.


This protects background actors.


This protects utility stunt performers.


But I don't see where it would protect my stunt double.


I can give consent to have my digital double made and used, but what if it's used for stunts and takes my STUNT double's job away?


And it's been confirmed that consenting to have a digital double made can be a condition of employment for an actor.


Again, I might be reading this wrong. And the full language of the MOA may clarify things.


But right now? It looks like the negcom threw stunt doubles on the grenade to save the rest of the platoon.


If I had to guess, I'd say stunt doubles on second units were particularly vulnerable to digital replacement.


There's a video I saw a while back of what I'm fairly sure is an AI Parkourist. The sequence looks dangerous, but doesn't cross the uncanny valley until the end. And even then, as a colleague put it, put him in a Spider-man suit and nobody in a general audience would notice.


One of the reasons we need AI protection as performers is because it's grown exponentially faster than CGI did.


We won't have a stage with Blade II and the fight in front of the arc lights that looks like a cartoon.


AI's already out of the uncanny valley.


I hope I'm wrong. And I hope the full MOA will alleviate some of these concerns.


But right now, this is what I'm seeing.



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What next?

11/9/2023

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We got a tentative deal. What next?

The deal goes to the board tomorrow and to the membership soon after that.


I'm gonna say the following with the assumption that all goes well in both stages there.


(which is NOT guaranteed, but the negcom voting unanimously for it is a good sign)


Christmas eve and New Year's eve both fall on Sundays this year. That gives us five weeks in the calendar for the rest of 2023.


If I was a studio (full disclosure: I ain't.) I'd be thinking of the following things, in order of priority.


Promotion: The Marvels kicks off this weekend, and the holiday tentpoles will be in full swing. As many stars as can be brought in to do publicity needs to be arranged. A secondary concern is awards season

(The Emmys and Golden Globes happen in January, the Oscars in March)


As far as audiences go, get ready for a LOT of trailers to be thrown at your eyeballs in the coming weeks.


Completing halted production: While the studios went to a lot of effort to complete as many productions as possible before the strike, there's still some out there. Assets need to be pulled out of storage, a fuckload of schedules need to be juggled, and productions need to be finished to varying degrees. I'm told Beetlejuice 2 has 2 days left, Wicked has about a week.


A secondary factor is productions that were completed in the first half of 2023. Rough cuts have been put together, and any needed reshoots need to be scheduled.


Going into production: Some projects didn't start filming before the strike began. Some of them will fall by the wayside, others need to ramp up and start filming. Expect another scheduling snarl, along with some rehires and recasting.


Pilot season: It's coming, which means pitches need to be heard and pilots need to be ordered.


So what does this mean?


For fans, you'll probably be hearing about a lot more stuff.


for industry folk, chances are going back to work might not happen until sometime next year. As always, check your stuff and be ready to go at a moment's notice.


Actors, if you haven't updated your size card or done a mock self-tape in a while, now might be a good time.


And above all?


REMEMBER YOUR CREW.


IATSE wound up just as out of work as we were this entire time.


A lot of them hit the picket lines with us.


Their contract is up for renewal next year.


If they wind up in a fight, be ready to fight with them.


Take care of yourselves out there.


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