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Showing posts with label Ignorance. Show all posts
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Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Entourage...WeHo shoot! Sheriff has sh** for brains! Lies about copyright infringement laws...

So is a Sheriff's pie hole!



Yesterday morning I was trundling down the oh-so-trendy Melrose (yes, of "Melrose Avenue" fame) when I spied a film crew setting up just shy of the Urth Cafe.

I've expended many-an-hour on location over the years in my capacity as an actor, so I am generally pretty jaded when it comes to the fascinating realm of movie-making on the streets of Hollywood.

However, when a bystander noted that scenes were being shot for Entourage (a fave cable show about the ins-'n-outs of the film biz) I was inclined to stop and take an up-close gander.

Within seconds of whipping out my HD Video camera, a Sheriff with a stick up his butt, lumbered over and informed me that if I wasn't a member of the crew I was required to stand on the other side of the street.

Okie-dokie!

Shortly after I flipped open the screen of my snazzy camera with all the bells and whistles, and I began to pan in close to capture two actors alighting from an old Lincoln Continental, old jowly-face was throwing his weight around again (which was considerable).

"I told 'ya they were shooting. You're too close to the shot."

I corrected the dim-wit.

"No, you instructed me to cross over to this side of the street."

It wasn't my fault the street stretched for miles each way - and likewise - that he failed to specify where to exactly perch.

And the city of West Hollywood pays this loser a salary?

After a brief chat with another lout on the force, the grunt shuffled back over, and persisted with his harassment.

"You can take still photos, but no video. That would be copyright infringement."

Boy, did this officer have sh** for brains, or what?

You see, as fate would have it, I studied law.

And, one of my courses focused on copyright infringement, in particular.

I was inclined to enlighten him about his ignorance, but keenly aware that if I made a fuss , he might try to find some excuse to cite me, seize my video footage, whatever.

You know how they abuse the color of authority, after all!

So, I played along.

"Sure, whatever you say Officer."

I half-turned at this point to avoid laughing in his ugly face.

What an idiot!

Residents of the neighborhood, tourists - even a curiosity seekers - were certainly within their rights to videotape events ongoing in the busy public street!

Notwithstanding, it should have been obvious to any moron with an IQ of about 2, that no one can copyright a street!

Old lard a** was spending too much time at the doughnut shop when he should have been pouring over the law books instead.

For his sake, I sure hope his di** is bigger than his brain!

Bottom line, he's doesn't know his butt from a pothole in the ground.




Rainbow Sheriff's out-of-touch with reality!

http://www.julianayrs.com

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Newport Beach Film Festival...Director Gregg Schwenk's incompetence & inexperienced staff cast pall on Festival! Filmgoers & Press ticked off...


CEO Gregg Schwenk

(left)



"The thing I noticed about an audience like a Newport audience is they're enthusiastic about film in general. They're astute and curious. They want to know about process," Executive Director & CEO Gregg Schwenk asserted to a local publication prior to the opening of the Newport Beach Film Festival.

It's too bad he turned his patron base this past week by being totally ignorant to their needs.

Although an interesting roster of films have screened to date that have appealed to a few discerning film buffs (for the most part; there were quite a number of stale old projects amateurish in nature) over the past week, tensions have been mounting at the Theatre due to a lack of planning and incompetence on the part of Gregg Schwenk and his inexperienced staff.

For example, on occasion Schwenk's staff were inclined to coral theatre-goers in a small cramped holding area outside on the patio without sufficient space to allow the guests to distinguish one line from the other.

The confusion -a much-talked about fiasco - has been a big turn-off (especially in view of the fact the Newport Festival boasts that it is a world-class film fest).

Hogwash!

Judging by what I've experienced this past week, festival organizers are a bunch of farmers with no class!

Consequently, filmgoers ended up emotionally upset and angry about the chain of disturbing events that have gone down.

Notwithstanding, it was rare that ticket-holders were ever led into the theatre on time.

"It's so cold out here. When are they going to let us in," seemed to be the plaintive cry of the day!

In fact, a large percentage of the films started late amid a lot of discomfort - which caused mean-spirited grumbling - among the disgruntled filmgoers.

"I'm not returning to the festival this year," one pi**ed patron angrily sniped.

"It's not worth it."

The volunteers were polite and courteous throughout the frustrations and in spite of the fact guests were venting the brunt of their anger on them.

I was also embarrassed for Mr. Schwenk at a screening last night when the Festival's lack of professionalism signaled the week-long event was fast-evolving into a sorry joke.

For example, when a film touted as a highlight of the festival sprang to life on the screen, the sub-titles were askew and "falling off" the screen!

Technicians couldn't get it right for the longest time.

Worse than that, perhaps, were the continual nuisances created by Festival Staff who acted in an ignorant, ill-mannered, thoughtless manner throughout the film.

Ad nauseam the hired Festival hands pushed the theatre doors open wide - and on each obnoxious occasion sent a blinding light from the foyer into the back ten rows - much to the annoyance of the paid ticket-holders trying to enjoy the film.

Earlier in the evening, the rude staff also managed to insult pass-holders and members of the press, too.

Even though it was apparent that the movie was sold out, the handlers continued to send pass-holders and members of the press into the long lines snaking around the Theatre walkway.

When it came time to seat the audience, one co-ordinator barked out:

"Pass-holders and press people you have to wait. Paid ticket holders, only."

One press person grumbled that she was giving the festival thousands of dollars of free publicity and was quite emphatic that she didn't like being treated like sh**.

Actually, in my opinion, letting the ticket-holders take seats first was the right thing to do.

I recently reported in a post that ticket-holders at the Dallas Film Festival didn't get into screenings because passholders essentially "stole" their seats from underneath them.

At that time, I noted that ticket-holders should be seated first.

But, it was the way the situation was handled last night, that was downright insulting to passholders and the press.

The staff's conduct was totally demeaning to the individuals involved!

In fact, the situation even got worse, if you can believe it.

Once paid ticket-holders were seated, the press people were herded into the theatre and told to grab a seat.

But, get this.

Shortly after the die-hard few scrounged around for a seat, and located one, a rep for the Festival gruffly ordered the pass-holders out of their seats!

"Go to the back of the theatre, we're bringing in a bench for you."

At this juncture, the insulted film buffs slunk to the back of the theatre, as paid ticket-holders guffawed and made fun of the situation.

Reprehensible conduct by Festival staff, wouldn't you agree?

Meanwhile, Mr. Schwenk - caring professional qualified CEO? - sat there with all the personality and gumption of a worm.

No sir, he didn't even apologize for insulting the passholders or even the members of the press.

It boggles the mind to think that Schwenk, his staff, and festival organizers could act in such an unprofessional insulting fashion.

They're a bunch of incompetent a**holes, that's why.

In the final analysis, if the Newport Beach Festival wants to attain world-class Film Festival status , they'll obviously have to ditch Schwenk and the losers who fall in rank below.

Until then, they're just a bunch of wanna-bees blowing smoke up their a**.

Monday, September 1, 2008

Sarah Palin...Hurricane Gustav bites VP hopeful in the a**!


Because of the strengthening force of Hurricane Gustav, Republicans were forced to take precaution, and scale back their schedule for the convention underway in the twin cities.

An appearance by George Bush was cancelled, for starters.

As a result, it looks like Sarah Palin's "moment in the sun" is going to be a big "wash out".

That's quite ironic, when you consider the VP hopeful's views on the subject of global warming.

Palin alleges that the disturbing trend in climate change is not "man-made".

However, in recent days, scientists have noted that the fingerprint of global warming on the strongest storms - including Gustav - is becoming clearer with more research each new day.

Looks like Hurricane Gustav just jumped up and bit Palin on her ignorant a**!

Karma, baby, Karma!

Saturday, August 30, 2008

Sarah Palin...ignorance about global warming may cost Republicans election!

God's endless bounty, Sarah?

Although Sarah Palin (the VP hopeful plucked out of obscurity to be McCain's running-mate) is hardly out of the starter's gate, she's already managed to step in a heap load of caribou sh**, nonetheless.

In spite of glaring evidence to the contrary, Palin has stated for the record, that she does not think global warming is "man-made".

The silly arctic come-lately is not only uneducated and misinformed - but, quite frankly - an idiot, as well!

Unless the self-proclaimed hockey mom takes a crash course in the obvious in the next few weeks, I expect that her shocking ignorance will cost the Republicans the election in the fall.

Martin Luther King, Jr. once opined,

"Nothing in the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity."



Negative impact of global warming in Alaska. Duh!