Archive for October, 2006

Experimentation

Friday, October 27th, 2006

Albert says to me, “Don’t you think your desktop background is kind of cheesy? This nature picture and all…” And he’s right, of course, even though no less than thirteen dozen people have complimented the picture and asked, where is that? Did you take it? And I lie to this answer and say it’s New Mexico, so maybe they will go away or maybe they will ask about why I was there and I can tell them my stories.

So now it is the Challenger explosion on the background. And we are sitting at the front desk of the Third International Video Journalism Film Festival. This is the ticket desk. The festival posters are hanging on every wall and window, plastered on every ID tag, on the cash box, projected on the walls, and smiling from a button on my lapel.

Most of the time, the desk is occupied by a small army of students, volunteers from Weimar, media students at the Bauhaus University. Part of the time I am here, I am giving them on the fly lessons about shooting. We’ve had some workshops where I introduce them to the basic shooting system we have taught and perfected on a thousand disparate occasions.

Though we are inside, I suggest wearing a light jacket. Every few moments someone opens the door and lets in the cold air. Outside, a VJ is shooting an interview, and part of me wants to revolt at the way he is doing it, but I am wrong.

The Vj is shooting his subject in front of the cinema (kino). The subject is on a stool, and, as it is nighttime, there is a sungun on the ground pointed upward at the subject.

This makes me crazy inside. It’s a kind of rage I usually feel when I see tourists shooting statues or using a camera’s eyepiece instead of taking advantage of the brilliant invention known as a viewscreen. But watching him work, I know I am wrong. So very wrong.

Anyone who has taken our course knows that, though we love to be surprised, we always begin with a very strict regimen of shots, which we use in order to help people get on a solid plane as a shooter-editor. It trains you to think of shooting as the first step of editing, to collect usable images, because, though a sunset might be attractive to your camera-eye, it is not always a useful shot.

The longer you do videojournalism, the more you learn to move beyond the five shots. It becomes the kind of thing which you can always fall back on, but there are many situations where 5 shots won’t work (conversations, for example). You put yourself into the piece. Or you take yourself out. You find characters to tell the story, or the story tells itself. I could go and on abut this, but the fact is it’s up to everyone individually, and a quick glance over our work will show quite a bit of variety which strays beyond the basics.

This festival constantly features people talking about the meaning of videojournalism. Pretty much, the only thing everyone agrees on is that it’s digital, and relies on one person to shoot and edit. Beyond that, the content and style are left to the individual. The grand hope is that the technology will liberate people and new styles will develop. This, of course, will take time. Though you can already see it happening on several levels at the festival, a lot of the work is traditional in style and execution.

In an effort to embrace the freedoms of VJ, I believe we have, at Moose, developed our own dogma. Whenever we can, we refuse tripods, lights and staged interviews. We use narration and text with as much moderation as possible (I can’t begin to explain how easy some projects would have been with some narration, but it is a restraint we put on ourselves because, for me, it seems lazy and sloppy to rely on voice over to tell a story when it can usually be told best by the people involved).

So when I see someone on the street, some traditional camera crew, with a producer, or with their camera on a tripod, my immediate reaction is to scoff. Just the other week, we attended a retrospective of Richard Leacock’s work, and the old man, quick as he is, went right after those who use tripods…how they limit you, how they restrict your access to people. I’ll tell you it would have been almost impossible to shoot the White House film using tripods…though of course tripods have their time and place.

Tripods are just an example of the kinds of tactics we avoid in order to become more pure about our work. It’s a weird outgrowth of our upbringing as VJs, trained in the Rosenblum method, growing in the world of television, and maturing in the world of cinema.

But there he sits outside, this accomplished German VJ using a stool and a light. Either he isn’t a pure VJ, or he is just showing that, the thing works no matter what, and my rules are no better than anyone else’s. Of course there are a lot of people who just VJ to save money. But who cares about those people? Their work is clean and pretty and antiseptic. Maybe they have a better image than us, but we can get a damn good image too, and nobody will get closer to your soul than a VJ. That’s our essence.

So if you are reading this and are in my class, maybe you can throw me for a loop by bringing up this argument. But if you have ever worked as a VJ, you know what I mean. Experimentation is key, and any rule, even if the rule is a rejection of rules, is a waste and gets in the way. We are after truth and we chase it by building an alliance to our stories. That’s all.

Life at Moose (Prerna Speaks)

Monday, October 23rd, 2006

Hello there, apparently this blog has about 11 reads. And I’m sure that I’ve looked at it a couple of times…so this is quite unacceptable. So, now, instead of reading the synopsis of the film over and over you will get to read my rants while simultaneously learning about Moose lifestyle. i am one of three interns here, and aside from being slightly awkward, I’m a pretty decent human being. Although I can’t say I am charitable and saintly, rest assured I do not go out of my way to hurt anyone. That counts…

My name is Prerna by the way. If you say it out loud, you will probably pronounce it wrong, but it’s ok, because I’ll know you’re talking to me anyways.

A usual work day at Moose begins around 11am for me. I come in on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. I don’t much mind boss, because the environment is congenial. Which brings up an interesting point, congenial and genial are synonyms. Onwards…

A usual work day at Moose begins around 11am for me. Right now I’m in the process of gathering archival footage for the beginning of the film. This is surprisingly more difficult and expensive than one might think. Here is a hint why. Eldred v Ashcroft. A Supreme Court case in 2003 that extended copyright law, both prospectively and retroactively, meaning it affects films from the past and ones currently being made. This is terrible for the public domain realm because it reduces the material available for use.. Just really quickly, public domain is basically what the public has access to with no strings attached. An example would be the film “Eyes on the Prize”–an award winning documentary about the civil rights movement. The movie is a compilation of clips and footage shot by a variety of people, but to use this footage you need to obtain the rights from the person who shot the film etc.. But the copyrights the makers of Eyes bought have since expired and thus, the film cannot be reproduced anymore etc.. This is awful since the movie is culturally significant and an excellent educational tool and it is now much harder to get and screen the film.

We would want to use public domain footage because it’s free…it’s for the public. This pool is shrinking, evaporating, disappearing rapidly because of extended copyright law. So, I turned to a variety of agencies owning the rights to films, in hopes of buying clips from them. Indeed this is a pricey venture. When footage sells for 20-50 dollars per second, it’s not hard to imagine that you’ll be set back at least $1000.

Anyhoo, despite these hurdles, there is an important lesson to be had. Public domain is important, and when the Supreme Court is limiting it, it’s having a huge effect on schools, culture, and people…it may not be apparent immediately to us, unless you are a filmmaker or doing some sort of project, but imagine never meeting Kunta Kinte in fifth grade. These things are important!!! And imagine how the films you watch and books you read and have access to are affected…Consider your first amendment rights and how that space is getting more and more encroached upon.

Although internet media has a hand in combatting this as it can be a lawless rampant playground…and this is soley my opinion…getting around it in this way can’t be effective for long…and it’s nice to have your rights solidly intact. here are some articles to read if you feel inclined to do so:

http://www.wired.com/news/digiwood/0,1412,66410,00.html
http://www.wired.com/news/politics/0,48726-0.html
http://www.wired.com/news/politics/0,1283,57237,00.html

…yeah i’m a fan of wired. this is it for now…albeit a little incoherent, it’s no threnody of bloghood. I’ll get better at this soon!

Intern ..3,
Prerna

Moose Summer

Tuesday, October 3rd, 2006

Moose had a busy, gory summer of opposites.

Summer started off with spring– innocently enough, as we shot a documentary about a very talented and young Julliard quartet, Attacca . Directed by Yaron Zilberman(Watermarks), we followed Attacca with cameras as they tackled Beethoven’s Opus 131. (The slow haunting rhythm of the 6th movement has fast become a favorite) The shooting culminated in Attacca’s concert of the famed piece on Florida International’s campus in Miami. Each member of the quartet had a different style of play; Gillian Gallagher’s slow reserved viola an interesting contrast to the vibrant cello of Andrew Yee, his thick black hair splashing across his face as he played. Another fascination, was the degree of collaboration the quartet achieved, all of them able to swallow egos and inevitable frustrations to pursue the best possible performance of the 131.

From the palms of Miami, we headed North to the ghettoes of Detroit. Armed with bullet resistant vests and little sleep, we shot a documentary series for A&E entitled “The First 48″. The premise is simple: In the first 48 hours following a murder, detectives must find a lead or the chances of solving the case drop by half. Our job was to follow homicide detectives during their initial investigations in the rough spots of Detroit. Given local cell phones, we waited unnervingly for the phone to ring. When the phone rang it meant someone had been killed, signifying that our work day had begun. We then drove at high speed through the most dangerous hoods of Detroit to the murder scene. Bodies riddled with bullets and blood stained concrete became the norm, as did filming detectives try to piece together the clues. Once a suspect was named, we would put on our bullet resistant vests and follow the Fugitive Apprehension Strike Team (FAST) as they broke into properties where the suspect might be. Adrenaline pupming through the veins, the melodies of Beethoven’s 131 a distant memory, we would routinely see doors pummeled by battering rams, shotguns drawn and weeping mothers and sisters. And of course, the camera was always rolling. When suspects were brought into custody, they were usually quiet and unremorseful.

In the late summer, we returned to New York City. Relieved to be home.

WHH Deleted scene

Monday, October 2nd, 2006

Albert Beckmann, demi-king of the 3rd international Video Journalism Award, just sent notice that our submission to the festival is available for viewing online. Go here to watch.