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just a not-so-discreet little reminder that you can now purchase "conversion", a feature film i wrote and starred in, alongside paul ash, one of montreal's hottest comedic talents and which dominic, my long-suffering other half, directed.

it tells the story of two friends trying to make it home through the city in the middle of the night with no money to their name and with a cast of bizarre characters waylaying them at every turn.

a mere $5 will get you streaming access to the film for six months, courtesy of vimeo's "on demand" service. you don't even need a credit card, since the site accepts paypal. every penny goes to supporting the film and its makers, helping us offset some of the costs of making it available and producing it to begin with, as well as to supporting our continued efforts to promote our little 100% indie flick.

in case you haven't noticed "big movie" is having some problems lately and the timing has likely never been better than it is at this moment for creative people as the availability of cheap technology dovetails with the realities of a restless and dissatisfied movie-watching public.

check out exactly what you can accomplish by checking out what we accomplished!

here's a little peek to pique your interest:



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jihadvertising?

i keep seeing this ad for tictac candies:



am i the only one who finds the suicide bomber clown at the end a little unnerving? all the nice natural things like the bunny and the [extinct] woolly mammoth and the fruit get devoured by a trying-to-appear-nonthreatening-but-obviously-psychotic clown who then blows himself up. congratulations, tictac, i think this ad has landed you on about a dozen watch lists.

oh and by the way, showing me that your product will somehow cause my stomach to explode in a rainbow of wtf makes me believe that doing consuming tictacs would be a worse dietary decision than the time i ate two raw eggs and a half a bottle of hot sauce on a dare.

making faces :: getting cheeky

blush might just be the last thing that a beauty lover comes to appreciate, seeing as it can be a matter of slight degrees that separates one product from another, and it's most difficult to tell from just swatching a product how it's going to look. and it did take me a long time to appreciate that, despite loving my refined pallor and believing that my natural rosy flush was more than enough of a blush for me, blush is my friend. it softens, sculpts, perfects and, although you might not see it at first blush [yuk yuk yuk], it is something that subtly harmonises with the other colours in a look to make it "complete". yes, it's the most tricky thing to pull off when you're wearing something that doesn't mesh with your own undertones. but it's also the thing that can take a face from gloomy to glowing with a swish of the magic wand known as a makeup brush.

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long suffering

i've been meaning to write this post for a while, but, every time i get started, something happens that makes me rethink portions of it, to add or subtract or consider a different way of looking at things. the post was originally going to be my take on a #metoo statement, but i ended up making that post on my personal facebook page. [it's not that i don't love you all, but there are a few things i'm not comfortable putting in the entirely public sphere.] but beyond joining the #metoo juggernaut, i wanted to write something about the wave of sexual assault revelations that continues to swell over the north american media landscape that wasn't about me. then i realised that that was a little more complicated than just writing "so, lotta sex rapes happenin' these days, ain't there?" or whatever it was that i was going to say.

so i tried writing something about just a part of it: the media coverage or the entertainment industry or the politicians or …