Heeeeeey yoooooou guuuuuys!
Remember that movie those Mongrel guys were making? That The Roomies movie? Well it turns out they're still making it.



So I suppose we'll be hearing more about that on the eventual side.
I, for one, am totally stoked.
On the eventual side as well.

Love,
the dead minotaur

Labels: production blog, the roomies

Oh yeah that wrap party.


If you were holding your breath for these then I'm sorry you are dead.
Or if you aren't, damn impressed.


Love,
the dead minotaur

Labels: photography, the roomies, wrap party

Here is the neatest-looking photo from the wrap party for The Roomies.


It was apparently taken by a lilliputian.
It's one of the few pictures of people not doing wiggly-face.
There are a lot of wiggly-face pictures.
I hear tell there's a production blog in the works now that'll pretty much just be wiggly-face pictures.
So if you were at the wrap party and would rather not have your wiggly-face all out there a-wiggling, then, well, gee, guess you shouldn't have spent the whole party doing wiggly-face then.
Figure you've got a day or two to voice your concerns.
Sending money might help more though.


Love,
the dead minotaur

Labels: photo, the roomies, wrap party

Somebody once tried telling me sound is half the movie.
Tried and failed.
That's right.
I hit him in his lie-hole and I told him No It Is Not.
I asked him if he had ever cut a movie in half and no of course not.
If you cut a movie in half it is not sound.
Oh, it makes a sound.
(It's a crunchy sound!)
But then you've got two halves of movie.
That's not sound.
That's not sound at all.
Sound is sound!
Don't think I don't know what things is!
Now here's something else about movies I think.


If it is not and I am wrong then please hit me.
I may have it coming.

Love,
the dead minotaur

Labels: production blog, the roomies