Archive for January, 2006

Welcome to Jack Left Town!

Tuesday, January 31st, 2006

We’re busy as usual, but not too busy to get this site dialed in. Have fun, explore and buy the CD.
If this is your first visit to JackLeftTown.com, take a look around. You can check out the Late Night Project Web Journal here.

Most Boring Post Ever…

Thursday, January 26th, 2006

I thought there might be some chance (albeit slim) that some of you might be interested in the technical work-flow we’ll be applying to production and post. Though it’s not yet hammered out, here’s where we are right now…
Camera: Panasonic HVX200

uncompressed; 720HD; 24 FPS (possibly 23.98 - not sure which is the best bet); straight […]

Car pictures on Flickr

Tuesday, January 24th, 2006

I have posted pictures of Jeff Chong’s Valiant on Flickr.

_____ Meets _____

Monday, January 23rd, 2006

Last night, for the first time, I saw Bullitt from start to finish. Let me start by saying that Steve McQueen is a stone-cold bad ass. And let me follow that up by saying that Steve McQueen is not Blake.
I’ve been pitching the Untitled Late Night Project as Doctor Zhivago meets Bullitt, with […]

Poetics

Thursday, January 19th, 2006

A friend of my brother’s just sent me an email asking:

How do Keats, Eliot, and negative capability figure into your script? I’m pretty familiar with most of the poems you had listed and I would love to hear how they come up in your script.

So, friend of my brother (I’ll use your name if […]

Found: The Car

Monday, January 16th, 2006

Check ‘er out, friends… Blake’s car.
Special thanks to Jeff Chong (thanks for the spelling update, EK) for furnishing us with this beauty. Jeff has an incredible collection of amazing cars and is willing to part with this beautiful piece of American muscle for the duration of the shoot. She’s a 1963 Plymouth Valiant. […]

Con Air and our Latest Iteration

Monday, January 16th, 2006

“Yo, She-bitch. Let’s go.”
- Bruce Campbell, Army of Darkness
I have a disgusting affinity for one-liners. Yes, it’s bad, I know. I’m a bad man. An evil man. A scary man. But I just can’t get enough of them. Can’t resist. They are to a writer (or […]