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Bad a$$ kit

Posted by Ian Mackinnon at 12:58, January 29th, 2006

One of the cinematographers I may be working with recommended I hire one of these gizmos. It allows you to use 35mm film lenses on a Sony HDV camera, so you get film-look focus, depth of field, and film-quality images. I’m too scared to find out how much it costs.

Steve Jobs is an odd cheese

Posted by Ian Mackinnon at 15:15, January 23rd, 2006

Rumours that Disney may buy Pixar prompted poor metaphors in the Independent today. Who would have thought a cartoon factory might be worth $7,000,000,000? Animation is so hot right now.

मेरा नाम राम है, मेरा घर बड़ा है

Posted by Ian Mackinnon at 23:40, January 21st, 2006

I have begun learning Hindi. It is a lot like being on the phone to someone a bit boring and squiggling about aimlessly with a biro on a notepad.

So far, my book has taught me to give a false identity and lie about the size of my house. What deception these clever squiggles can harbour!

hello Film Fans

Posted by William Bishop-Stephens at 14:07, January 19th, 2006

still posting entries to my production diary as comments to a post called , logically, Production Diary. I am at college, waiting to go in to see George Lacroix, the external examininer. I imagine he will want to examine me externally, which is, at least, better than the other kind.
Hey! I’m going to try and post a photo of my set…
hold on… no…grunt…maybe…oof…there? no… there.

for wills personal site see
www.wrongboy.com

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Hindi Beginning…

Posted by Ian Mackinnon at 17:06, January 18th, 2006

In two weeks I will travel to India to teach young, gifted traditional animators how to weild 3D animation software, so they can usurp me when the international job market is a fairer place. I’m not exactly sure what I’ll be teaching, as I haven’t been told what resources the school has. However, at the very worst-case scenario I shall just teach them hard maths, which is what computer animation looks like without the computer.

I thought my adventure was to begin on the 2nd of February, but in fact it began early, yesterday afternoon at work:

Colleague: So have you had all your shots?
Me: Er, no. I didn’t think any were compulsory for India.
Colleague: Well, they’re not compulsory for entry, but they are sort of compulsory for continuing living. You’d better go to a private clinic tomorrow morning. Else you’re gonna die.

Wednesday morning, in the plush British Airways Travel Clinic in Piccadilly:

Doctor: All your immunisation has expired. I’d better give you blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Else you’re gonna die.
Me: OK. Will it hurt?
Doctor: Most people go sort of, “GnNgaarrAarchgh!”.

Sound of puncturing flesh

Me: That didn’t hurt at all.
Doctor: That’ll be 116, please.

Sound of puncturing wallet

Me: GnNgaarrAarchgh!

Lesson learned: Airlines should not own hospitals. Or something. My arm hurts. They tell me to drink lots of water, which requires my arm, then they make my arm hurt. Very funny. Thanks a bunch.

Eat Our Shorts

Posted by Ian Mackinnon at 16:31, January 17th, 2006

Some of our films were screened at the National Film Theatre this morning as part of the Eat Our Shorts festival. It was good.

I would have posted this information while the screening was still part of the future, but since this is the first ever ‘news’ posting I thought it safest to ease in with an event in the recent past.

Hold on to your pants! The next one’s gonna be early!