Warlock

A couple weekends ago I went with my mother back to my stomping grounds so as to engage in some filial productivity. As I was gazing into the steam of my grandmother's steaming chorizo a most ungodly racket emerged from the trailer with authentic Circle K signs decorating it. In investigation I found my emo cousin howling out the pain of his still fetal soul. I suggest to him an outing to calm his (and more importantly my grandparent's) mind. He agreed and bounded off onto the dirt road elating stories of late night rampages in stolen cars with jail bait aged boys. After watching him chuck stones at an old television abandoned by "poor people"I pointed to a thick grove of trees in the distance and asked, "Isn't that where small animals are said to be sacrificed?" He nodded exuberantly. "Tony Via is a witch, well I guess cuz he's a man a warlock. There's little squirrel hearts on tree stumps. Wanna see?"
The path lead past a canal of cotton water. The closer we got the more abundance of tires I saw. A dead dog with his four legs sticking stiffly in the air lay before us. My cousin lifted his shirt over his face, grabbed a long stick and started jabbing at it till the purple tongue hung out. At my urging he stopped to show me the rest. We found big screen TV boxes, old shoes, detergent, little boy's backpacks and tons of beer bottles. I came to the conclusion that this was a den of sin of a different sort- not necessarily witchery.
It was a contemplative walk home.

Atomic Proving Ground

I'm starting post-production work for my documentary "The Atomic Proving Ground." Interviews ring true and archival footage is staggering in its depiction of careless treatment lives.

My dedication of this film is to the soldiers and Native Americans who suffered from the Atomic Bomb Testing- such needless pain and affliction. The least I can do is bring their past to the forefront, I have only respect and admiration for the way they (for the most part) silently accepted their fate- yet it is important for America to realize their plight. If nothing else, I want the 1988 Congressional statement concerning Nuclear Weapons Testing burned into the American conscious:

“The greatest irony of our atmospheric nuclear testing program is that the only victims of U.S. nuclear arms since World War II have been our own people.”

Scolding

Last year I was rummaging about in my great uncle's junk yard when I ran into the devil. I could tell he was Satan by his faux velvet hooves and blue bone collar.
When I asked what business he had in a a shed of old toilet seats and 3-legged dogs he flicked his nipple piercing and elated the fact that where summoned he arrives. I quickly ran to my grandmother's house next door to tell the news. I found my 11 year old cousin sucking on one of my grandfather's dirty socks and asked if he'd want to see Satan.
He bounded out the door and before I could say what's what he saw a pair of gleaming eyes staring through a low-lying bush. He began screaming and crying running home stepping on bullfrogs in the process. At home I got yelled at for showing my cousin the devil. I really did get scolded for that- not a joke. Just ask his mother who has to clean his soiled sheets weekly.

Frosting

I heard a story told to my mom by a man who works at her prison. He was walking across the compound when apparently he saw an inmate swinging a sweaty brown tube sock in the air before pounding it into the cement. When the man asked the inmate what he was doing he squinted in the sun and casually said, "making frosting."
Just 3 days previous to this incident this man celebrated his 36th birthday and was presented with a cake the inmates had made from scratch themselves. Such toil and labor obligated him to have a piece, yet after taking a good look at that stenchy tube sock and the naked, hobbit-like foot next to it he vowed never again to partake in inmate-crafted confectionaries.

Painter's Mask

My Grandfather recently told my mother he's never trusted his brother. When she asked why he replied, "He breathed in too many fumes when he worked in that autobody shop. He said masks were for women."

My mom who lived with her uncle Bart when she was 18 still harbors animosity because he never let her paint. "He would say, mask? What mask! And make me drive all over LA to deliver cars. When I told him I was a bad driver he said, it's ok- we can take out the dents."

As they were talking Bart mysteriously walked through the front door. He lives in the next state over and hasn't visited in the past 7 years so his unexpected visit was a bit unnerving. He did some Elvis impressions for the camera and talked about his days of playing taut stringed guitars in cantinas in the 50s.

Game Show Ideas

Alright so I get full rights if any of these ever comes to be:

1. "Are you Hip?"
A Gameshow where senior citizens compete under Jeopardy-like conditions to answer pop culter questions like "Who is Zac Effron?" and "Do you haz a Cheezeburger?" to find out if they're hip or just need hip-replacement surgery.

2. "Animal Instinct"
Here we'll have young girls from Colleges across the nation compete one on one answering trivia questions about animals. The draw is the girls have to wear furry outfits, and stand on little pedestals over an arena of mud. And if they get too many questions wrong the winner can push (and is encouraged to wrestle) the looser in said mud.

3. "Good Taste"
This will be a celebrity game show where guests appear to discover if they are truly high class. They'll be blindfolded and sat at a table where placed before them will be meals and drinks. One meal will be extremely expensive, the other extremely cheap. One drink will be expensive wine, the other cheap etc etc. So if the celebrity is able to tell which is which blindfolded they can move to the next step where they are confronted with two different pieces of jewelry- one fake on real. I think you get the point. Great way to find out who really knows their stuff.

New Web Site

Woah there filmys, I've got a nice new website to help me get this filming career of the ground. I call it mischacantu.webs.com Yes I do believe that is appropriate. It has everything you need to know about me to hire from my oil painting skillz to my no-budget student film endeavors. Quite nice quite nice. So hopefully I can get a gig sometime soon eh? Yes, perhaps. ^_^

Everything She Wants

Besides the usual Depeche Mode and Bjork downloads I'm quite proud of my Wham "Everything She Wants" download. Its 1984 in its sweetest form. Makes me wanna work out to Buns of Steel and grow Sea Monkies at the same time. I think I should be good for the rest of the night with this song alone. If only I had a ghetto blaster to play in on, or at least a headband for my bopping head.

Scenes

Woah this semester has been busy. Lots of scenes have been shot; for my "Directing the Scene" and "Directing Actors" classes lol Please do visit YouTube to have a looksey at some as I continue to post. I go under the name McReDox (one I created during my Biology Major Years).
I am currently de-interlacing my "Lieberman in Love" scene which I hope other people find as funny as I do. Its rather sad to be laughing at your own work at 3am all alone in your tiny, dark, dorm room but there you have it.
I tried to re-vamp my "New Year" but YouTube quality made the camera work look pretty lame. Lamersausages.
Just as an inside note, the opening score was done by Moby, I totally garnered the rights by asking. Thank you Moby, your music will continue to inspire artists for decades to come.
I still have my mini-doc to upload, but before I do I have to insert a very important sound bite for my lead actor. Justice will be served- just when I have more time; like after I clean my room.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HXbYEta-3-Q
That should be the link to New Year.
So as the lovely Bjork says, enjoy.

Social Suicide

It has been my opinion for quite some times that men's fashion is far more stylish and cool than women's. I envy them for being able to wear full suits (like Tom Ford), while women feel socially obligated to expose as much of themselves as possible, (like Scarlet Johanson and Keira Knightley in the same famous spread). Well if I were a man, or simply had the money to afford it, I would dress in Simon Waterfall's "Social Suicide" line of clothing only. What imagination, what class! These suits are as cheeky as they are gorgeous, I would love to dress my boyfriend up and parade him around town in these blazers. One has the word ARMED stitched across the back with a white revolver embroidered on the right pocket. So hot I wish I could be robbed. There's another which has on the inside lining a very life-like rolled-up porn mag embroidered as if you were toting it on the inside of your jacket. Brilliant brilliant brilliant.
I know it seems like it does take much to impress me, but I am so fed up with the sheep mentality you so often encounter in school, depressingly even in Universities. I wish I could go all Harajuko out like I did in Japan, but the looks and assumptions made here by how you dress hold too lasting of an impression on people. Clothes today should be frivolous, cheeky extensions of one's flippant mood, not an established solemn affair that you will be judged by now and forever! Oh and please don't get me started on the high-waters and flip-flops look that EVERYONE in Thatcher has been wearing EVERYDAY for the past TEN years with another ten to come. Good Lord it bothers me! Ah, I can only wait till I get the reins of a big production and can dictate the costume design myself, much like Hitchcock did ^_~