Making Movies

23 02 2015

Making MoviesWhile living in Belgium I watched a lot of British television. There are a lot of documentary shows on different film directors. I decided to create my own documentary about a fictional Canadian director and a company of players.

The documentary was divided amongst a number of films the group created together. Each film was a long poem written down the left side of the page, and the comments of the participants on the right. The comments were not just about the movie in question but about the relationships inside the group.

The book is not a novel, in the conventional format. It is not a long poem in the conventional sense. Most of the reviews were very positive, but the first review was from The Globe and Mail. The reviewer said, ‘this is not how movies are made’. I think all he read was the title. It did kill the book though, although the reviewer in question is now dead, so I suppose the scales are balanced.

The book went ‘e’ a few years ago and received a number of awards, which I somehow have misplaced. Also, all the printed books were lost in the flood of 2013. I might add that there was some talk during publication of making an actual movie based on the book. Of course in true Hollywood tradition, that was mostly hype.

Have a read. Making Movies.

 





a few moments before 8

2 01 2015

a few moments before 8by David Halliday

 

Adventures of Fred Episode OneDownload

 





The God of Six Points

21 12 2013

smallA Pint smallAnderson Sisters smallBurnhamthorpe Bus smallEcho Valley smallHidden Valley smallHumber Valley smallHurricaine Hazel smallIslington Hotel smallIslington House smallJack Sirdevan smallJohnsons smallKingsway smallMalton Airport smallMary smallOld Bill smallOld Jack smallPalais Royale smallShack smallShanahan smallSilverthorn smallThe Village smallThe WifeThese pieces were fictional photographs that I created for a book called The God of Six Points. The book was epublished several years ago and I think I’m going to republish it. The illustrations as I recall were not included in the original manuscript.





murder

2 11 2013

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about the hanging

 

 

the courthouse poured out the crowd

 

who carried the accused

 

upon

 

their finger tips……………beneath

 

………………………………….cracked plaster sky

 

a violin and the moon passed

 

twisted shaken trees

 

a sailor trembling on the beach

 

handcuff’d peasants on their knees

 

crystal tears silver smiles in a cage

 

haunting wailing choirs

 

a french girl

 

pointed………………………… to the flag pole

 

the mob unravelled him

 

and hung him

 

from the

 

top

 

where he waved in the wind

 

‘IT WASN’T ME.’

 

AWARD WINNING BOOK. DOWNLOAD AT FREE BOOKS. MURDER

Before there was the Simpson trial, before there was Judge Judy, there was murder. Murder is a book that unwinds like a movie with each poem a scene. We open with an introduction to the killer followed by the killer’s introduction to the victim at the murder scene. We read a report on the victim and then are introduced to the murder scene, the body at the morgue, the meeting of friends and relatives at the funeral. The police round up a group of suspects. An innocent man is charged and brought to trial. The judge, the prosecution, the defense lawyer, the spectators in the courtroom are introduced. Witnesses are brought forward who reveal their version of the events surrounding the murder. A judgment is brought down. The judge washes his hands of everything to do with the accused and turns him over to the mob who crucify the innocent man. After this horrendous lynching, the mob disbands and the world returns to its innocence.





I didn’t win!

28 05 2012

I didn’t win. And I don’t know where to begin. Who do I blame first? ….

My ebook The Death of Lou Grant was up for a prize from EPIC. I’m not big on prizes. Unless I win. Actually even when/if I win I’m ready to contest the decision. I’m of the Groucho Marx point of view, “I wouldn’t join a club that would have someone like me as a member.” Anyway, I’d like to congratulate the winner. Whoever he is. Did I say I was a finalist? No? Well, I was. You should read the book. It’s free. For now.





I stole that from myself.

13 01 2012

This is an advertisement for myself. That might be a line from Ferlinghetti. I’ve written a number of books. You might check them out on this sight called iAMaBOOK. I stole that from myself.

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The Planet Jack

3 12 2011

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Jack is a world inside a world. A dream inside a dream. Einstein inside Newton. Hemingway inside Aristophanes. A noun inside a verb. An idea inside an acorn. It is the knot that we call consciousness. Jack exists in a different dimension. Somewhere between reality and fantasy. Between the waking state and sleep. Nightmares on Jack are a reality. They exist. Monsters appear and crawl out from under children’s beds. Time is a prankster and doubles back on you just when you think you have escaped. Jack is especially difficult for children. Who become entranced by their dreams and have trouble separating the world in their mind and the world – out there. On Jack ‘out there’ is an illusion.

Come see for yourself. The Planet Jack