The 6 minute, short film “doublenuptial” is now on Current TV. It’s a film featuring Moose Productions’ own Matt Rivera. He tells us the story of how both of his divorced parents got remarried within a week of eachother and the challenge he faces in dealing with it.
Check out the film and Current TV by following this link: http://www.current.tv/studio/media/848276
Thanks the boys over at Big Wonderful Inc., Moose Producitons LLC has got a new website complete with Flash 8 video, wc3 standards compliant code, Google searchable text, meta tags, and more.
They’ve also created a new Word Press blog that sits on our own server space where we can directly control every aspect of it. It’s from that newly created and skinned Word Press blog that you reading this text right here. With this new blog, users Matt, Graham, and Daphna can individually contribute general news and updates about the activities and victories of Moose Productions as well as post blog entries about featured projects like the White House Hotel documentary project.
We know Big Wonderful Inc. through Benjamin Watkins, who, funny enough, began his documentary project in Brazil the same exact week that we first entered a Blog entry on our old Blogger empowered “Moose Crossing” blog about the our documentary. It’s like we’re living parallel lives!
Sometimes, when it seems all is lost, we find a bit of luck.
Tom was getting down to his last dollars, the $28,000 he had been living off for the past three years- done.
But then he got a phone call from an old friend, Sam. They had made a lot of money together in the past, and Sam was looking for someone he knew he could count on to produce. Tom had the job before he answered the phone.
I knocked on Tom’s door, Rm. #252 at 7am in the morning. He was asleep, but he woke up to my knocking. His shirt was off, and his skin drooped a bit, the green ink of navy tattoos giving him the look of a tough man who’d had a tough life. He lit a cigarette and slid flip-flops onto his feet. He was running late, so he didn’t have time for a shower. I followed him with a camera down the dark morning hall, the only sound his flip-flops as they hit the concrete floor.
Tom called it a bird bath, or a “European shower” as he took a bar of soap and lathered up his face and underarms using the sink water. Both of the faucets were at full blast and the steam rose up into the mirror in front of him. At one point, he took a long stare with out turning away. It was the look of a man who didn’t really believe where life had taken him .
Back in his room, Tom pulled on a black v neck sweater and then combed his hair and sprayed gel. He cleaned up nice, and I could now imagine what he’d looked like as a successful commodities broker in the 1980s.
He bought a coffee next door and drank it over a crossword in the lobby of the White House. He was energetic, full of hope. The job was selling vending machines to people who are looking for a second income. He knew all these numbers about the industry and he regurgitated with confidence and ease. I said as much and he responded that he’d always had “the gift of gab”. The more he talked, the more it became clear that Tom believed he could get out of the White House, that this job was going to be the springboard that turned his luck around.