<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945927312496237016</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:41:31.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wayne Spitzer Filmmaker</title><subtitle type='html'>27 Years of True Indie Filmmaking</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>_____________</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17575006649361245068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SkA2ItGDJII/AAAAAAAAB6o/43fzuhelmhE/S220/youuimprove.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945927312496237016.post-3953629799614622811</id><published>2009-06-22T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T14:48:16.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Back and Looking Ahead...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Sj_6pnuaBUI/AAAAAAAAB54/2OfjHaaPf18/s1600-h/melistwaynespitzer.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Sj_6pnuaBUI/AAAAAAAAB54/2OfjHaaPf18/s400/melistwaynespitzer.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350270475284645186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoying a screening of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shadows in the Garden &lt;/span&gt;at Spokane Comicon 2009...and thinking about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Willows, &lt;/span&gt;viral videos, and all the projects to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945927312496237016-3953629799614622811?l=waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3953629799614622811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945927312496237016&amp;postID=3953629799614622811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/3953629799614622811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/3953629799614622811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/2009/06/looking-back-and-looking-ahead.html' title='Looking Back and Looking Ahead...'/><author><name>_____________</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17575006649361245068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SkA2ItGDJII/AAAAAAAAB6o/43fzuhelmhE/S220/youuimprove.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Sj_6pnuaBUI/AAAAAAAAB54/2OfjHaaPf18/s72-c/melistwaynespitzer.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945927312496237016.post-1256636472287126880</id><published>2009-06-15T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:14:56.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SjZnOkxUrkI/AAAAAAAAB44/k3ntnPfCRN8/s1600-h/waynespitzerlaststop.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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width: 375px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SjZyh_vr_LI/AAAAAAAAB5g/q5J-Fup3qZk/s400/waynespitzershadcomboregsize.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347587535921740978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945927312496237016-1256636472287126880?l=waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1256636472287126880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945927312496237016&amp;postID=1256636472287126880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/1256636472287126880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/1256636472287126880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>_____________</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17575006649361245068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SkA2ItGDJII/AAAAAAAAB6o/43fzuhelmhE/S220/youuimprove.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SjZnOkxUrkI/AAAAAAAAB44/k3ntnPfCRN8/s72-c/waynespitzerlaststop.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945927312496237016.post-4178347707864556007</id><published>2008-08-11T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T14:22:54.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Smart Car Vs Lamborghini" Rising</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SKCSs72CzLI/AAAAAAAABC4/qR6KYdOphB0/s1600-h/396951065_ed97f3d110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SKCSs72CzLI/AAAAAAAABC4/qR6KYdOphB0/s400/396951065_ed97f3d110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233344067680783538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wayne's friend, collaborator and "mentee" Andy Kumpon (currently in New York) got to roll out some of his hard work this past week. The result? Here's some numbers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.break.com/index/smart-car-vs-lamborghini.html"&gt;http://www.break.com/index/smart-car-vs-lamborghini.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/1579398/smart_car_vs_lamborghini/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.metacafe.com/watch/1579398/smart_car_vs_lamborghini/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=niP0_56Hyns"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=niP0_56Hyns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Wayne isn't at liberty to discuss "the Project," he did joke, "Admiral, if we were to go 'by the book,' hours would seem like days, and the midget's enemies would multiply."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A riddle? Tune in next week...same bat-time, same bat-channel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945927312496237016-4178347707864556007?l=waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4178347707864556007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945927312496237016&amp;postID=4178347707864556007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/4178347707864556007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/4178347707864556007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/2008/08/smart-car-vs-lamborghini-continues-to.html' title='&quot;Smart Car Vs Lamborghini&quot; Rising'/><author><name>_____________</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17575006649361245068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SkA2ItGDJII/AAAAAAAAB6o/43fzuhelmhE/S220/youuimprove.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SKCSs72CzLI/AAAAAAAABC4/qR6KYdOphB0/s72-c/396951065_ed97f3d110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945927312496237016.post-8642755511954975792</id><published>2007-12-23T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T16:35:58.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"We've Strayed Out of a Safe Line Somewhere." Wayne Spitzer's Adaptation of "The Willows" by Algernon Blackwood Steps Into A Larger World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/R3BMBfZV7PI/AAAAAAAAA-M/aYULtlTtGgU/s1600-h/willowswaynespitzer+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/R3BMBfZV7PI/AAAAAAAAA-M/aYULtlTtGgU/s400/willowswaynespitzer+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147697962575850738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Wayne's script&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;ment for a feature-length film based upon Algernon Blackwood's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;The Willows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;has, at last, moved to the next level. Wayne's vision of the material includes elements of Blackwood's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;The Centaur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;as well as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;The Man Whom the Trees Loved, The Temptation of the Clay, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Glamour of the Snow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Stay tuned for future updates as the project continues to transcend its micro-budget origin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;s! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ABOVE: Wayne's "Proof of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Concept" poster design, conceived before Al Gore climbed into the cherry-picker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945927312496237016-8642755511954975792?l=waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8642755511954975792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945927312496237016&amp;postID=8642755511954975792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/8642755511954975792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/8642755511954975792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/2007/12/wayne-spitzers-adaptation-of-willows-by.html' title='&quot;We&apos;ve Strayed Out of a Safe Line Somewhere.&quot; Wayne Spitzer&apos;s Adaptation of &quot;The Willows&quot; by Algernon Blackwood Steps Into A Larger World'/><author><name>_____________</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17575006649361245068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SkA2ItGDJII/AAAAAAAAB6o/43fzuhelmhE/S220/youuimprove.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/R3BMBfZV7PI/AAAAAAAAA-M/aYULtlTtGgU/s72-c/willowswaynespitzer+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945927312496237016.post-512685020093444288</id><published>2007-10-14T00:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T00:14:45.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHADOWS IN THE GARDEN VHS Box Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RxHB3F7Ta5I/AAAAAAAAA40/1u_kYpOM124/s1600-h/origwlogossolonine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ru1wD4ChhxI/AAAAAAAAAWk/rNIXUMbyGHs/s400/tastetitle.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110864364020270866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Would have been the best episode of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dead of Night,&lt;/span&gt; probably, had Wayne and  Andy cut it down to a single episode rather than two parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyhIYChhvI/AAAAAAAAAWU/gZ39tPrhUY8/s1600-h/coolgolem2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyhIYChhvI/AAAAAAAAAWU/gZ39tPrhUY8/s400/coolgolem2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110636842422732530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andy Kumpon as the creepy "Golem." The idea was to capture a little of that  '70s horror film vibe in  which the imagery torments the eye just enough to,  well, give one that creepy '70s horror film vibe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuygpYChhtI/AAAAAAAAAWE/bUN_CsvnvCw/s1600-h/monoinprogfin.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuygpYChhtI/AAAAAAAAAWE/bUN_CsvnvCw/s400/monoinprogfin.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110636309846787794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Status (Wayne Spitzer) and A.K. (Andy Kumpon) approach the monolith via an  old-fashioned "glass shot." The object and the episode were inspired by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kronos&lt;/span&gt;  (1957), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2001: A Space Odyssey&lt;/span&gt; (1968), and &lt;span&gt;"The Cage/The Menagerie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" (Star  Trek)&lt;/span&gt;. Not bad aspirations for a zero-budget cable-access program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuygY4ChhsI/AAAAAAAAAV8/98teE-QjOkE/s1600-h/coolgolem.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuygY4ChhsI/AAAAAAAAAV8/98teE-QjOkE/s400/coolgolem.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110636026378946242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Golem (Andy Kumpon) tilts his head curiously at the people inside the RV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ru13PoChhzI/AAAAAAAAAW0/9KjjuyPXEt4/s1600-h/akscream.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ru13PoChhzI/AAAAAAAAAW0/9KjjuyPXEt4/s400/akscream.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110872262465128242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A.K. (Andy Kumpon) lets loose a scream after discovering a human heart in his  "Uncle's Little Box."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuygLoChhrI/AAAAAAAAAV0/W5YoIBjXZb4/s1600-h/golemirror.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuygLoChhrI/AAAAAAAAAV0/W5YoIBjXZb4/s400/golemirror.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110635798745679538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Golem (Andy Kumpon) as viewed through the RV's rearview mirror. Again,  the '70s influence of directors such as Dan Curtis (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dark Shadows, Trilogy of  Terror, Burnt Offerings&lt;/span&gt;) is evident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ruyfx4ChhqI/AAAAAAAAAVs/HYjrzkKo-6s/s1600-h/wandt.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ruyfx4ChhqI/AAAAAAAAAVs/HYjrzkKo-6s/s400/wandt.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110635356364048034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gratuitous image of Status (Wayne Spitzer) researching an inter-dimensional life form (Tammy Tobin). From the opening credits of &lt;span&gt;"A Taste for Terror,"&lt;/span&gt; itself  from the lost episode &lt;span&gt;"Metal,"&lt;/span&gt; which Wayne and Andy may complete someday, for  fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ruyfj4ChhpI/AAAAAAAAAVk/AsVhU35PJlQ/s1600-h/wandc.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ruyfj4ChhpI/AAAAAAAAAVk/AsVhU35PJlQ/s400/wandc.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110635115845879442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since we're on a roll: Status (Wayne Spitzer) adds a ghostly girl (Cheryl Gline) to the VictorCorp  database. If your inspiration is classic Trek, your heroes know those dimensions  aren't going to explore themselves. From &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dead of Night: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Introductions&lt;/span&gt;" (1994).  Image gallery forthcoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945927312496237016-1937451096629141789?l=waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1937451096629141789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945927312496237016&amp;postID=1937451096629141789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/1937451096629141789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/1937451096629141789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/2007/09/dead-of-night-taste-for-terror-1995.html' title='&quot;DEAD OF NIGHT: A TASTE FOR TERROR&quot; (1995)'/><author><name>_____________</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17575006649361245068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SkA2ItGDJII/AAAAAAAAB6o/43fzuhelmhE/S220/youuimprove.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ru1wD4ChhxI/AAAAAAAAAWk/rNIXUMbyGHs/s72-c/tastetitle.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945927312496237016.post-3784189457512090328</id><published>2007-09-15T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T11:49:50.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"DEAD OF NIGHT" / "DON'T LOOK UP" DE-MOTIVATORS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ruyex4ChhoI/AAAAAAAAAVc/HI-cQZ11zas/s1600-h/GOLDBALLDEMOTIVATORfin.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ruyex4ChhoI/AAAAAAAAAVc/HI-cQZ11zas/s400/GOLDBALLDEMOTIVATORfin.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110634256852420226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyeiIChhnI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZEteK7jLCWA/s1600-h/wandcDEMOT.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyeiIChhnI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZEteK7jLCWA/s400/wandcDEMOT.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110633986269480562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyeSoChhmI/AAAAAAAAAVM/JByfqPxC9tk/s1600-h/shopafinFINn.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyeSoChhmI/AAAAAAAAAVM/JByfqPxC9tk/s400/shopafinFINn.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110633719981508194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ruyd94ChhlI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ouWj29h4Pf8/s1600-h/exactmotweb.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ruyd94ChhlI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ouWj29h4Pf8/s400/exactmotweb.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110633363499222610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuydyYChhkI/AAAAAAAAAU8/RHYO-R2c9d8/s1600-h/MAGGOTS.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuydyYChhkI/AAAAAAAAAU8/RHYO-R2c9d8/s400/MAGGOTS.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110633165930726978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945927312496237016-3784189457512090328?l=waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3784189457512090328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945927312496237016&amp;postID=3784189457512090328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/3784189457512090328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/3784189457512090328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/2007/09/dead-of-night-de-motivators.html' title='&quot;DEAD OF NIGHT&quot; / &quot;DON&apos;T LOOK UP&quot; DE-MOTIVATORS'/><author><name>_____________</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17575006649361245068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SkA2ItGDJII/AAAAAAAAB6o/43fzuhelmhE/S220/youuimprove.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ruyex4ChhoI/AAAAAAAAAVc/HI-cQZ11zas/s72-c/GOLDBALLDEMOTIVATORfin.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945927312496237016.post-3708112631688460220</id><published>2007-09-15T19:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T11:58:10.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"DEAD OF NIGHT: THE INFECTION" (1996)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ruycn4ChhjI/AAAAAAAAAU0/TkwRzoSEshM/s1600-h/infec6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ruycn4ChhjI/AAAAAAAAAU0/TkwRzoSEshM/s400/infec6.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110631886030472754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stills from Wayne Spitzer and Andy Kumpon's "The Infection," widely considered  the best episode of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dead of Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ruyca4ChhiI/AAAAAAAAAUs/0wXAy2k_eXk/s1600-h/infec1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ruyca4ChhiI/AAAAAAAAAUs/0wXAy2k_eXk/s400/infec1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110631662692173346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Status (Wayne Spitzer) isn't sure what to make of A.K.'s (Andy Kumpon)  uncharacteristic behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuycH4ChhhI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Iyufzn0Miis/s1600-h/infec2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuycH4ChhhI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Iyufzn0Miis/s400/infec2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110631336274658834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...nor a sudden headache and nosebleed while investigating a massacre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ruyb8IChhgI/AAAAAAAAAUc/o2Swj1yH3tU/s1600-h/infec3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ruyb8IChhgI/AAAAAAAAAUc/o2Swj1yH3tU/s400/infec3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110631134411195906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A.K. (Andy Kumpon) finds the powers of his vampiric friends  intoxicating...especially their ability to bring Seattle rain to rust-brown  Spokane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuybsIChhfI/AAAAAAAAAUU/NEM6TEFI1A8/s1600-h/infec4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuybsIChhfI/AAAAAAAAAUU/NEM6TEFI1A8/s400/infec4.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110630859533288946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Status (Wayne Spitzer) is awakened by a psychic plea from A.K. (Andy  Kumpon)...and knows what must be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ruybc4ChheI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hI0IIFa4Kb0/s1600-h/infec5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ruybc4ChheI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hI0IIFa4Kb0/s400/infec5.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110630597540283874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Status (Wayne Spitzer) drives a stake (okay, a tent stake) through the heart  of one of the vampires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuybBIChhcI/AAAAAAAAAT8/18kCX7gG2Ts/s1600-h/infec8.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuybBIChhcI/AAAAAAAAAT8/18kCX7gG2Ts/s400/infec8.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110630120798913986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If looks could kill, Status would be like, way dead. Fortunately he's already  out the door, enroute to save A.K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyauYChhbI/AAAAAAAAAT0/nSuRuXqf12k/s1600-h/infec9.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyauYChhbI/AAAAAAAAAT0/nSuRuXqf12k/s400/infec9.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110629798676366770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You might say that the indomitable A.K. (Andy Kumpon) has "ripped the lid off  a can of Whup Ass." If you, er,  spake Spokanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyahoChhaI/AAAAAAAAATs/GVO0wcesBLg/s1600-h/infec7.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyahoChhaI/AAAAAAAAATs/GVO0wcesBLg/s400/infec7.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110629579633034658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Status (Wayne Spitzer) is running out of time as the angry sun sets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945927312496237016-3708112631688460220?l=waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3708112631688460220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945927312496237016&amp;postID=3708112631688460220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/3708112631688460220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/3708112631688460220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/2007/09/dead-of-night-infection-1996.html' title='&quot;DEAD OF NIGHT: THE INFECTION&quot; (1996)'/><author><name>_____________</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17575006649361245068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SkA2ItGDJII/AAAAAAAAB6o/43fzuhelmhE/S220/youuimprove.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ruycn4ChhjI/AAAAAAAAAU0/TkwRzoSEshM/s72-c/infec6.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945927312496237016.post-4635192344364817021</id><published>2007-09-15T19:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T13:37:04.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"SNAKEMAN" (AMERICAN FILM PARTNERS INTERNATIONAL, 2004)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyaB4ChhZI/AAAAAAAAATk/oXBnJ7jbdMU/s1600-h/cap920snake1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyaB4ChhZI/AAAAAAAAATk/oXBnJ7jbdMU/s400/cap920snake1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110629034172188050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because virtually nobody demanded it, here are some stills from  Ron Ford's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snakeman,&lt;/span&gt; shot in and around Spokane in 2003. It stars Wayne  Spitzer and Mitch Tiner (among others) as the Snakeman and was shot by a variety  of photographers including Ron Ford, Eric Gollinger, Andy Kumpon and Wayne  Spitzer. No official DP was hired. It was edited mostly by Ford himself, with  help from Eric Gollinger and others. The movie was written and directed by Ron  Ford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Above: A two-bit hoodlum (Andy Kumpon) is about to get some Snakeman justice. Wayne  Spitzer shot this in Ron Ford's basement; it is one of Spitzer's favorite shots  (of his own) from the film, as it "manages to bring some ambience to bear on  what is obstensibly a horror movie." Spitzer adds with a wink, "It all starts  with looking through the view-finder."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyZ2oChhYI/AAAAAAAAATc/Pt-e6DC3zr8/s1600-h/cap921coolsnake.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyZ2oChhYI/AAAAAAAAATc/Pt-e6DC3zr8/s400/cap921coolsnake.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110628840898659714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another of Wayne's shots with Mitch Tiner in the snake getup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyZrYChhXI/AAAAAAAAATU/1Du8kR8CBII/s1600-h/cap926snakesit.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyZrYChhXI/AAAAAAAAATU/1Du8kR8CBII/s400/cap926snakesit.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110628647625131378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another shot by Wayne Spitzer; again, Tiner is in the snake-up. Spitzer  wanted the shot to recall Cornelius and Zira watching television in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Escape from  the Planet of the Apes&lt;/span&gt; (1971). Ford wanted his shots fast, and Wayne gave them  to him fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyZh4ChhWI/AAAAAAAAATM/atX1IKx1Los/s1600-h/cap890snake2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyZh4ChhWI/AAAAAAAAATM/atX1IKx1Los/s400/cap890snake2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110628484416374114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gary (Wayne Spitzer) can't seem to stop stratching since being stabbed by an  "infected" syringe. Andy Kumpon shot this in Ford's basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyZSYChhVI/AAAAAAAAATE/UMAZLM5-v50/s1600-h/cap911garymirr.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyZSYChhVI/AAAAAAAAATE/UMAZLM5-v50/s400/cap911garymirr.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110628218128401746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gary (Wayne Spitzer) discovers yet another patch of scales, this time on his  back. Could have been a great "mid-life crisis" subtext running through this  thing, what a hoot.... Oh, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyZIIChhUI/AAAAAAAAAS8/YBsdLGUsXeA/s1600-h/cap914garysick.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyZIIChhUI/AAAAAAAAAS8/YBsdLGUsXeA/s400/cap914garysick.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110628042034742594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gary (Wayne Spitzer) doesn't look so good as he confronts the evil doctor.  Could be any number of reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyY7IChhTI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Zin9Ih8k_oQ/s1600-h/cap917snakefloor.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyY7IChhTI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Zin9Ih8k_oQ/s400/cap917snakefloor.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110627818696443186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gary (Wayne Spitzer) transforms into the Snakeman. Wayne's suggestion that  he be spritzed by a spray bottle (to suggest sweat; to suggest pain and trauma,  oh, nevermind) and to get up close on the contact lenses (which he had never  worn before and had to be forced into his eyes) were unceremoniously dismissed  (water isn't cheap, after all!). Regardless, Wayne lobbied for this role knowing  it wouldn't be easy. He and Kumpon looked at working with Ford, who had just  moved to Spokane and needed a crew fast, as an investment. Alas, you have to  know when to walk away...and know when to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945927312496237016-4635192344364817021?l=waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4635192344364817021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945927312496237016&amp;postID=4635192344364817021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/4635192344364817021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/4635192344364817021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/2007/09/snakeman-2004-american-film-partners.html' title='&quot;SNAKEMAN&quot; (AMERICAN FILM PARTNERS INTERNATIONAL, 2004)'/><author><name>_____________</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17575006649361245068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SkA2ItGDJII/AAAAAAAAB6o/43fzuhelmhE/S220/youuimprove.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyaB4ChhZI/AAAAAAAAATk/oXBnJ7jbdMU/s72-c/cap920snake1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945927312496237016.post-3662981384937499509</id><published>2007-09-15T19:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T12:56:47.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"SIREN'S SONG" (1998)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyYaoChhSI/AAAAAAAAASs/FncG8LQv5Pk/s1600-h/cap928siren1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyYaoChhSI/AAAAAAAAASs/FncG8LQv5Pk/s400/cap928siren1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110627260350694690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the "lost" episodes of&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dead of Night,&lt;/span&gt; meaning, as was once the case  with Roddenberry's "The Cage," it exists in a variety of forms, many of them  incomplete or tentative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Above: "Siren's Song" Episode Title Card. Sent to find a missing survey team, Status  (Wayne Spitzer) and A.K. (Andy Kumpon) "flux" into an alternate world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyYRYChhRI/AAAAAAAAASk/t04q24LgOGk/s1600-h/cap927siren2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyYRYChhRI/AAAAAAAAASk/t04q24LgOGk/s400/cap927siren2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110627101436904722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Having ripped out a survey team member's heart (and ate it!), the Forest  Siren (Kris Tiner) howls at the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyYFYChhQI/AAAAAAAAASc/QMVVYf3L1Lg/s1600-h/cap974siren3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyYFYChhQI/AAAAAAAAASc/QMVVYf3L1Lg/s400/cap974siren3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110626895278474498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The alter-world that Status and A.K.'s boss, the mercurial Viktor, has  dubbed: "Moreland."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyX5oChhPI/AAAAAAAAASU/sBIMVsNZn7Y/s1600-h/cap982qsiren4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyX5oChhPI/AAAAAAAAASU/sBIMVsNZn7Y/s400/cap982qsiren4.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110626693415011570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Status (Wayne Spitzer) always seems to be getting some, at least, when he  writes the story. In this case he isn't lip-locking with who, or what, he thinks  he is! Note how he has begun to take on some of the forest creature's  characteristics. He'll be glad for A.K.'s interruption in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyXs4ChhOI/AAAAAAAAASM/ts1i7qLLyvw/s1600-h/cap978sien5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyXs4ChhOI/AAAAAAAAASM/ts1i7qLLyvw/s400/cap978sien5.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110626474371679458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While negotiating a treacherous mountainside, Status (Wayne Spitzer) reaches  for a rock that isn't a rock. In reality, Spitzer is about two feet off the  ground. Note that because of intense time and budget pressures, the composition  of the shot isn't really contributing to any sense of height (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can't always  get what you want /  but if you try sometimes / you might find / you get what  you need&lt;/span&gt;). A sense of height was nonetheless achieved via cutaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyXi4ChhNI/AAAAAAAAASE/D9gXbhOr-aQ/s1600-h/cap987siren6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyXi4ChhNI/AAAAAAAAASE/D9gXbhOr-aQ/s400/cap987siren6.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110626302572987602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Forest Siren (Kris Tiner) bends to her meal. The cool make-up effects are  courtesy of her husband, Mitch Tiner, who also worked on Spitzer, Kumpon and  Gollinger's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dead of Night:&lt;/span&gt; "TOOL" (1998), and Ron Ford's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TIKI &lt;/span&gt;(2006).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyXLIChhMI/AAAAAAAAAR8/CVTCLk1h8LY/s1600-h/cap955siren8.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyXLIChhMI/AAAAAAAAAR8/CVTCLk1h8LY/s400/cap955siren8.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110625894551094466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A.K. (Andy Kumpon) finds it's raining skulls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyW-oChhLI/AAAAAAAAAR0/oZaoJ2DFyag/s1600-h/cap976siren9.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyW-oChhLI/AAAAAAAAAR0/oZaoJ2DFyag/s400/cap976siren9.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110625679802729650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Status (Wayne Spitzer) negotiates one of "Moreland's" numerous swamps. The  cool laser rifle was built by Bob Schleufer from a design of Wayne's, himself  influenced by the look and feel of Gene Roddenberry's second &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Star Trek&lt;/span&gt; pilot,  "Where No Man Has Gone Before" (1966). Trivia for the Trivial-minded: Yes, yes,  it is a split infinitive! How sophisticated of you to notice! Gold star!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyW1IChhKI/AAAAAAAAARs/XWOlRcSy4Ow/s1600-h/cap995siren10.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyW1IChhKI/AAAAAAAAARs/XWOlRcSy4Ow/s400/cap995siren10.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110625516593972386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only surviving survey team member (Bob Schleufer) greets Status with a  severed head. We try to avoid showing graphic images here as a rule, but this  one's pretty hokey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyWpYChhJI/AAAAAAAAARk/s3CyBd3zEjw/s1600-h/cap994siren14.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyWpYChhJI/AAAAAAAAARk/s3CyBd3zEjw/s400/cap994siren14.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110625314730509458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before Status and A.K.'s arrival, a survey team member (actor unknown)  wonders if that's a beautiful woman approaching, or a mirage. Unknown Actor  seems way too studly to be on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dead of Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945927312496237016-3662981384937499509?l=waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3662981384937499509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945927312496237016&amp;postID=3662981384937499509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/3662981384937499509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/3662981384937499509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/2007/09/sirens-song-1998.html' title='&quot;SIREN&apos;S SONG&quot; (1998)'/><author><name>_____________</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17575006649361245068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SkA2ItGDJII/AAAAAAAAB6o/43fzuhelmhE/S220/youuimprove.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyYaoChhSI/AAAAAAAAASs/FncG8LQv5Pk/s72-c/cap928siren1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945927312496237016.post-1399500959697831881</id><published>2007-09-15T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T13:38:32.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"DEAD OF NIGHT: BASILISK" (1994)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyWGIChhII/AAAAAAAAARc/AbIdeFZT8nw/s1600-h/cap188deadlogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyWGIChhII/AAAAAAAAARc/AbIdeFZT8nw/s400/cap188deadlogo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110624709140120706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stills from Wayne Spitzer &amp;amp; Andy Kumpon's 1994 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dead of  Night&lt;/span&gt; episode, "Basilisk." In spite of the insipid dialogue and poor pacing,  Spitzer cites the episode as being "probably the closest we ever came --  atmosphere-wise -- to my original vision for the show."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyV54ChhHI/AAAAAAAAARU/eKDRxGyVmKI/s1600-h/bestbasi.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyV54ChhHI/AAAAAAAAARU/eKDRxGyVmKI/s400/bestbasi.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110624498686723186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Basilisk, an "inter-dimensional reptile," rears its really not so ugly  head. Spitzer and Kumpon built the full-size prop from a design of Wayne's. Its  central elements are a dryer hose, the head of an Aurora T. Rex model from the  '70s, and bubble-wrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyVu4ChhGI/AAAAAAAAARM/BcJUPHlw8E8/s1600-h/cap839statlight.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyVu4ChhGI/AAAAAAAAARM/BcJUPHlw8E8/s400/cap839statlight.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110624309708162146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Status (Wayne Spitzer) squares off with the Basilisk in a slightly  over-produced shot. Pretty slick for two guys (all the early &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dead of Night&lt;/span&gt;  episodes were performed, shot and edited by the two alone) with no time, no  money, and no Hollywood connections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyVkYChhFI/AAAAAAAAARE/Z69gLuQJdeQ/s1600-h/cap828coolcrab.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyVkYChhFI/AAAAAAAAARE/Z69gLuQJdeQ/s400/cap828coolcrab.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110624129319535698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the cool blue crabs. Remember &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rodan?&lt;/span&gt; (1956) How the big birds ate  the creepy catapillar things? Same idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyVaIChhEI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/HOgTFh_F918/s1600-h/cap809andbas.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyVaIChhEI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/HOgTFh_F918/s400/cap809andbas.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110623953225876546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A.K. Fleet (Andy Kumpon) is about to "make contact," and how! This shot was  inspired by the Plesiosaur attacking the U-boat in Samuel Z. Arkoff's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Land  That Time Forgot &lt;/span&gt;(1974).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyVQoChhDI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/xMbgMK_4EY4/s1600-h/cap826coolbass.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyVQoChhDI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/xMbgMK_4EY4/s400/cap826coolbass.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110623790017119282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another neat shot of the Basilisk, close enough to its prey to strike! The  prop was essentially operated as a giant marionette. Note that location is of  paramount importance to the success of these shots; it is, in a sense, a  character in its own. Spitzer and Kumpon will only say that they "secured"  a  functioning aluminum foundry for two nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyVFoChhCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/IEf5CrhSCbM/s1600-h/cap811kiktor.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyVFoChhCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/IEf5CrhSCbM/s400/cap811kiktor.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110623601038558242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Status and A.K.'s mercurial employer, "Viktor," is about to do a vanishing  act. The character was named after and performed by Dr. Victor E. Buksbazen  (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Jewish People in a 'Christian World: An Examination of the History and  Development of Anti-Semitism in World History&lt;/span&gt;). Who says academics are all  smug, insecure, fear-driven sociopaths? The big difference here is Buksbazen has  a sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyU74ChhBI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Hat4OT8C2_M/s1600-h/cap834neatbas.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyU74ChhBI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Hat4OT8C2_M/s400/cap834neatbas.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110623433534833682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Basilisk shows us her pretty profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyUv4ChhAI/AAAAAAAAAQc/mFDd2_d46uA/s1600-h/cap837viksign.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyUv4ChhAI/AAAAAAAAAQc/mFDd2_d46uA/s400/cap837viksign.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110623227376403458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A.K. Fleet (Andy Kumpon) hurries to the rescue of his police partner and  friend, Status (Wayne Spitzer). Compositing in the Viktor Corp. signage took  more valuable edit-time than Spitzer cares to admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyUfIChg_I/AAAAAAAAAQU/EW_b4oul0WM/s1600-h/cap865andysteam.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyUfIChg_I/AAAAAAAAAQU/EW_b4oul0WM/s400/cap865andysteam.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110622939613594610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Who goes there?" A.K. Fleet (Andy Kumpon) thinks he sees something in the  fog. Or maybe he's standing there because both he and Spitzer know that  flashlights in the fog just look cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyUS4Chg-I/AAAAAAAAAQM/OYC9gTDQ5r8/s1600-h/cap866andhall.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyUS4Chg-I/AAAAAAAAAQM/OYC9gTDQ5r8/s400/cap866andhall.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110622729160197090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A.K. Fleet (Andy Kumpon) emerges into yet another long corridor. The idea was  to make the night-world of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dead of Night&lt;/span&gt; as labyrinthine as possible; also to  save time by turning wide-shots into close-ups without changing camera  set-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyT74Chg9I/AAAAAAAAAQE/Rz3DUdhNogw/s1600-h/cap869statsteps.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyT74Chg9I/AAAAAAAAAQE/Rz3DUdhNogw/s400/cap869statsteps.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110622334023205842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Status (Wayne Spitzer) descends yet another set of stairs. In the story they  are trying to flush out the Basilisk by making noise. In reality the idea was to  take up screen time. Spitzer and Kumpon had to deliver a new program every two  weeks (for which they were allotted only a few days of camera and edit bay  usage) in order to keep their time-slot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyTx4Chg8I/AAAAAAAAAP8/6_tlsGYB0EM/s1600-h/cap877satcalls.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyTx4Chg8I/AAAAAAAAAP8/6_tlsGYB0EM/s400/cap877satcalls.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110622162224513986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again, Status (Wayne Spitzer) seems to be asking the time-honored horror  movie question, "Who goes there?" John Campbell might know, but he's not around  to help Spitzer with manuscripts, much less basilisks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyTmYChg7I/AAAAAAAAAP0/as7Fo84kNrA/s1600-h/cap878andycontact.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyTmYChg7I/AAAAAAAAAP0/as7Fo84kNrA/s400/cap878andycontact.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110621964656018354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A.K. Fleet (Andy Kumpon) takes a break from wrangling basilisks to pull  himself together. Now where'd he put that sack lunch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyTZoChg6I/AAAAAAAAAPs/5X7nQOF1bWA/s1600-h/cap876satfound.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyTZoChg6I/AAAAAAAAAPs/5X7nQOF1bWA/s400/cap876satfound.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110621745612686242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Status (Wayne Spitzer) has cornered their prey. Or has it cornered him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyTN4Chg5I/AAAAAAAAAPk/CQYN4QDnfPY/s1600-h/cap846atpit.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyTN4Chg5I/AAAAAAAAAPk/CQYN4QDnfPY/s400/cap846atpit.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110621543749223314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Dead Men (Wayne Spitzer and Andy Kumpon) show the Basilisk the  door...back to its own dimension!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyTA4Chg4I/AAAAAAAAAPc/dzTmcWCVKfE/s1600-h/cap852basfalls.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyTA4Chg4I/AAAAAAAAAPc/dzTmcWCVKfE/s400/cap852basfalls.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110621320410923906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Which happens to be at the bottom of a very deep pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuySz4Chg3I/AAAAAAAAAPU/Lvx6fayxGRg/s1600-h/cap854flux.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuySz4Chg3I/AAAAAAAAAPU/Lvx6fayxGRg/s400/cap854flux.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110621097072624498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fluxcore opens and closes again...taking our scaley nemesis with it. Time  for some grub at Noodle's Chow Stand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945927312496237016-1399500959697831881?l=waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1399500959697831881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945927312496237016&amp;postID=1399500959697831881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/1399500959697831881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/1399500959697831881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/2007/09/dead-of-night-basilisk-1994-stills-from.html' title='&quot;DEAD OF NIGHT: BASILISK&quot; (1994)'/><author><name>_____________</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17575006649361245068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SkA2ItGDJII/AAAAAAAAB6o/43fzuhelmhE/S220/youuimprove.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyWGIChhII/AAAAAAAAARc/AbIdeFZT8nw/s72-c/cap188deadlogo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945927312496237016.post-9074469929150114154</id><published>2007-09-15T19:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T12:42:34.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ON THE SET OF "SHADOWS IN THE GARDEN" (2002)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuySDoChg2I/AAAAAAAAAPM/dlJyoTqcEmY/s1600-h/cap834shadbehind1fin.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuySDoChg2I/AAAAAAAAAPM/dlJyoTqcEmY/s400/cap834shadbehind1fin.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110620268143936354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Behind-the-scenes stills from the set of Wayne Spitzer's 2002 short, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shadows in  the Garden.&lt;/span&gt; YOU try directing a cast and crew of volunteers (including a dog),  in near-freezing temperatures, in a 3-hour costume/make-up job that cuts off all  circulation to your extremities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Above: Wayne Spitzer seems pretty upbeat as his Sylkk costume/make-up comes  together. Of course, the night is young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyR3IChg1I/AAAAAAAAAPE/THXSrDJ9b0k/s1600-h/cap869hat.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyR3IChg1I/AAAAAAAAAPE/THXSrDJ9b0k/s400/cap869hat.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110620053395571538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wayne gets ready to say goodbye to the outside world for awhile. A long while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyRpYChg0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/PuciJYsRsX0/s1600-h/cap871maskon.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyRpYChg0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/PuciJYsRsX0/s400/cap871maskon.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110619817172370242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bob Schleufer begins the delicate procedure of affixing Sylkk's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyRS4ChgzI/AAAAAAAAAO0/4Pi9g4gffK0/s1600-h/sylkready.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyRS4ChgzI/AAAAAAAAAO0/4Pi9g4gffK0/s400/sylkready.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110619430625313586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost as fun as playing the Snakeman. But this was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945927312496237016-9074469929150114154?l=waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/9074469929150114154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945927312496237016&amp;postID=9074469929150114154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/9074469929150114154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/9074469929150114154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-set-of-shadows-in-garden-2002-behind.html' title='ON THE SET OF &quot;SHADOWS IN THE GARDEN&quot; (2002)'/><author><name>_____________</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17575006649361245068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SkA2ItGDJII/AAAAAAAAB6o/43fzuhelmhE/S220/youuimprove.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuySDoChg2I/AAAAAAAAAPM/dlJyoTqcEmY/s72-c/cap834shadbehind1fin.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945927312496237016.post-946103832217099554</id><published>2007-09-15T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T13:00:51.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"TOOL" (1998)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyQmoChgyI/AAAAAAAAAOs/0UJBppOJ740/s1600-h/cap466cooltool.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyQmoChgyI/AAAAAAAAAOs/0UJBppOJ740/s400/cap466cooltool.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110618670416102178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stills from Wayne Spitzer's 1998 re-imagined &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dead of Night &lt;/span&gt;pilot, "TOOL." The  edisode was envisioned as a "tiny terror on the loose" thriller along the lines  of Dan Curtis's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trilogy of Terror&lt;/span&gt; (1975) and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't be Afraid of the Dark&lt;/span&gt;  (1973). Spitzer, dissapointed from the start with the prop maker's rendering of  the "Tool" (which Tiner dubbed "Mecha-Kermit"), ultimately shelved the project  in favor of&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Shadows in the Garden. &lt;/span&gt;"There came a point when I could tell the  thing simply wasn't going to work as a straight-faced thriller," says Spitzer.  "And I think you owe it to yourself as well as your crew, provided there's no  contractual obligations, to say, 'I'm not going to hurt my career and the career  of others by putting this out there right now.'" Spitzer, Kumpon and Gollinger  may eventually complete the episode as a flat-out comedy. In the meantime folks  can check out Ron Ford's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TIKI,&lt;/span&gt; (2006) which Tiner also worked on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Above: Obsessed mechanic Harley Mann's (Mitch Tiner) new tool has morphed into  something murderous. Now it's going to fix his entire family...for good! This  image has been altered from what was orininally shot to more accurately reflect  Spitzer's original design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyQZoChgxI/AAAAAAAAAOk/no1gQUzfGL0/s1600-h/cap498tool2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyQZoChgxI/AAAAAAAAAOk/no1gQUzfGL0/s400/cap498tool2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110618447077802770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If Harley Mann's wife (Kris Tiner) can't find a way out of their bedroom  fast, she's going to get "fixed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyQKYChgwI/AAAAAAAAAOc/bDqUMR2CLY4/s1600-h/cap499toolfing.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyQKYChgwI/AAAAAAAAAOc/bDqUMR2CLY4/s400/cap499toolfing.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110618185084797698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Harley (Mitch Tiner) learns the hard way not to reach into blind spots when  there's a living tool around. Though Tiner, who also did the gore effects, was  dissapointed that "TOOL" was never completed, he nonetheless got a chance to  repeat them for Ron Ford's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TIKI&lt;/span&gt; (2006). Spitzer and Kumpon had introduced the  two when Ford first arrived in Spokane in 2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945927312496237016-946103832217099554?l=waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/946103832217099554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945927312496237016&amp;postID=946103832217099554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/946103832217099554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/946103832217099554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/2007/09/tool-1998-stills-from-wayne-spitzers.html' title='&quot;TOOL&quot; (1998)'/><author><name>_____________</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17575006649361245068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SkA2ItGDJII/AAAAAAAAB6o/43fzuhelmhE/S220/youuimprove.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyQmoChgyI/AAAAAAAAAOs/0UJBppOJ740/s72-c/cap466cooltool.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945927312496237016.post-3234308150635654280</id><published>2007-09-15T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T13:40:04.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"GOLDENBALL II" (1999)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyPIIChgvI/AAAAAAAAAOU/DgDnB4vTimI/s1600-h/cap454wandjes2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyPIIChgvI/AAAAAAAAAOU/DgDnB4vTimI/s400/cap454wandjes2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110617046918464242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stills from Wayne Spitzer &amp;amp; Andy Kumpon's un-broadcast 1999 "Goldenball"  follow-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Above: Status (Wayne Spitzer) and A.K.Fleet (Andy Kumpon) prepare to throw down with  the Goldenballs. Status has apparently just got back from the Young Artists  Trying to Look Like Jesus dimension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyOXoChguI/AAAAAAAAAOM/6JJ40w4Z4Kk/s1600-h/cap427jescup.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyOXoChguI/AAAAAAAAAOM/6JJ40w4Z4Kk/s400/cap427jescup.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110616213694808802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wayne Spitzer isn't so sure this trying-too-hard-to-be-funny follow-up to  "Goldenball" is such a good idea. His instinct will prove correct!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyNL4ChgtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/kKYNRT548ls/s1600-h/cap450wandjes.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyNL4ChgtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/kKYNRT548ls/s400/cap450wandjes.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110614912319718098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Status (Wayne Spitzer) and A.K.Fleet (Andy Kumpon) preparing to throw down  with the Goldenballs. Still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945927312496237016-3234308150635654280?l=waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3234308150635654280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945927312496237016&amp;postID=3234308150635654280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/3234308150635654280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/3234308150635654280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/2007/09/goldenball-ii-1999-stills-from-wayne.html' title='&quot;GOLDENBALL II&quot; (1999)'/><author><name>_____________</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17575006649361245068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SkA2ItGDJII/AAAAAAAAB6o/43fzuhelmhE/S220/youuimprove.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyPIIChgvI/AAAAAAAAAOU/DgDnB4vTimI/s72-c/cap454wandjes2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945927312496237016.post-243498260841447935</id><published>2007-09-15T18:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T13:13:08.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"THE SALVAGE" (1981)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyL54ChgrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/1qVVJZZuEiM/s1600-h/cap406salmeshoot.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyL54ChgrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/1qVVJZZuEiM/s400/cap406salmeshoot.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110613503570444978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stills from Wayne Spitzer's 1981 home movie, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Salvage.&lt;/span&gt; '70s kids make &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Raiders of the Lost Ark&lt;/span&gt; pastiche at Dawn of the Reagan Era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Above: The Red-hatted villian (Wayne Spitzer) opens fire. Firecrackers, of  course.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyLoYChgqI/AAAAAAAAANs/o9RCAmKBGFk/s1600-h/cap419miksilobetter.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyLoYChgqI/AAAAAAAAANs/o9RCAmKBGFk/s400/cap419miksilobetter.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110613202922734242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Sancho" (Mike Moss) emerges onto a clearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyLc4ChgpI/AAAAAAAAANk/CMtS_e6TrDA/s1600-h/cap422salmikrun.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyLc4ChgpI/AAAAAAAAANk/CMtS_e6TrDA/s400/cap422salmikrun.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110613005354238610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Sancho" runs like the dickens, holding onto hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyLSIChgoI/AAAAAAAAANc/TEWu9LkSCUo/s1600-h/cap407salmaxshoot.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyLSIChgoI/AAAAAAAAANc/TEWu9LkSCUo/s400/cap407salmaxshoot.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110612820670644866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Hero (Max DeLaubenfelts) returns fire. Max and Wayne were &lt;em&gt;Dungeons  &amp;amp; Dragons &lt;/em&gt;buddies, back in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyLF4ChgnI/AAAAAAAAANU/k2zxOoRPoQQ/s1600-h/cap408salmeagain.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyLF4ChgnI/AAAAAAAAANU/k2zxOoRPoQQ/s400/cap408salmeagain.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110612610217247346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After taking a gutshot, the Villian (Wayne Spitzer) struggles to right  himself. He's been struggling ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyK8YChgmI/AAAAAAAAANM/bpyl9KXSlSM/s1600-h/cap415salmaxmiksilo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyK8YChgmI/AAAAAAAAANM/bpyl9KXSlSM/s400/cap415salmaxmiksilo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110612447008490082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A nice &lt;em&gt;Raiders&lt;/em&gt;-inspired silo shot of Our Hero (Max Delaubenfelts)  and "Sancho" (Mike Moss).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyKxYChglI/AAAAAAAAANE/HHtxDJGBCbg/s1600-h/cap412salme.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyKxYChglI/AAAAAAAAANE/HHtxDJGBCbg/s400/cap412salme.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110612258029929042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Villian (Wayne Spitzer) comes to a dramatic pause. Note that Wayne is  running about a decade behind the times, hairdo-wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyKoIChgkI/AAAAAAAAAM8/KYLuQvClaEc/s1600-h/cap410salmetodie.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyKoIChgkI/AAAAAAAAAM8/KYLuQvClaEc/s400/cap410salmetodie.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110612099116139074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;About to die, the villain (Wayne Spitzer) keels to the left. Note that at 16 his  over-acting ability is already quite evolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyKeYChgjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ZhubvD7jOVM/s1600-h/cap423deadwayne.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyKeYChgjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ZhubvD7jOVM/s400/cap423deadwayne.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110611931612414514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Salvage &lt;/em&gt;closes with a dynamic zoom-in on an Army surplus  flashlight. Significant? Nah. Super 8mm film cartridges were &lt;em&gt;short.  &lt;/em&gt;They were out of film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945927312496237016-243498260841447935?l=waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/243498260841447935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945927312496237016&amp;postID=243498260841447935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/243498260841447935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/243498260841447935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/2007/09/salvage-1981-stills-from-wayne-spitzers.html' title='&quot;THE SALVAGE&quot; (1981)'/><author><name>_____________</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17575006649361245068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SkA2ItGDJII/AAAAAAAAB6o/43fzuhelmhE/S220/youuimprove.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyL54ChgrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/1qVVJZZuEiM/s72-c/cap406salmeshoot.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945927312496237016.post-9151885673834144399</id><published>2007-09-15T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T13:34:32.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KAYU FOX 28 NEWS STORY ON "SHADOWS &amp; FOG" (2000)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyJuIChgiI/AAAAAAAAAMs/eB_N7iQODkY/s1600-h/cap287fox1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyJuIChgiI/AAAAAAAAAMs/eB_N7iQODkY/s400/cap287fox1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110611102683726370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NWCN&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fox  News&lt;/span&gt; anchor Craig McMorris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyJj4ChghI/AAAAAAAAAMk/GYG298VnOZw/s1600-h/cap292fox2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyJj4ChghI/AAAAAAAAAMk/GYG298VnOZw/s400/cap292fox2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110610926590067218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wayne Spitzer and crew have one take to get "Cutthroat Cthulhu's" head  smashed through the window. They've only got one window!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyJaIChggI/AAAAAAAAAMc/RbFGKWZ7B1g/s1600-h/cap322fox4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyJaIChggI/AAAAAAAAAMc/RbFGKWZ7B1g/s400/cap322fox4.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110610759086342658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Co-producer Eric Gollinger delivers the best sound bite: "We succeed where  others fail, and at times...we fail where others succeed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyJQ4ChgfI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Lq2SNnjEXp4/s1600-h/fox5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyJQ4ChgfI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Lq2SNnjEXp4/s400/fox5.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110610600172552690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Though he denies it, the Obi-Wan Kenobi-style braid would seem to confirm  that Wayne did, indeed, have a mullet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyJFIChgeI/AAAAAAAAAMM/pL7BuAVRHDo/s1600-h/fox6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyJFIChgeI/AAAAAAAAAMM/pL7BuAVRHDo/s400/fox6.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110610398309089762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andy doesn't actually have a head shaped like a watermelon. That's just a  filter they applied in the edit bay. "Why" remains anyone's guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyI2oChgdI/AAAAAAAAAME/eODOEMFgIn4/s1600-h/cap326fox7.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyI2oChgdI/AAAAAAAAAME/eODOEMFgIn4/s400/cap326fox7.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110610149200986578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Look at them. I can make them do anything I want."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyIs4ChgcI/AAAAAAAAAL8/lprTzlhwCQo/s1600-h/cap317fox8.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyIs4ChgcI/AAAAAAAAAL8/lprTzlhwCQo/s400/cap317fox8.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110609981697262018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Craig McMorris gets a scare, either from the monster Sylkk or &lt;em&gt;Last Stop  Station&lt;/em&gt;'s alien gas station attendants. The filmmakers could only afford  one set of claws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyIjoChgbI/AAAAAAAAAL0/tAYrWWk6-Hk/s1600-h/cap312fox9.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyIjoChgbI/AAAAAAAAAL0/tAYrWWk6-Hk/s400/cap312fox9.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110609822783472050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Filming the credit card incineration from &lt;em&gt;Last Stop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyIYYChgaI/AAAAAAAAALs/_zaKQgt7SMM/s1600-h/fox10.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyIYYChgaI/AAAAAAAAALs/_zaKQgt7SMM/s400/fox10.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110609629509943714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey...it's Fox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyILIChgZI/AAAAAAAAALk/0eA-lxF7pm4/s1600-h/cap325fox12.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyILIChgZI/AAAAAAAAALk/0eA-lxF7pm4/s400/cap325fox12.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110609401876677010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;em&gt;"Andinator."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyIAYChgYI/AAAAAAAAALc/u_TPFYiEyPM/s1600-h/fox14.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyIAYChgYI/AAAAAAAAALc/u_TPFYiEyPM/s400/fox14.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110609217193083266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Credit cards take a long time to burn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyHyYChgXI/AAAAAAAAALU/aq0LDtI5iVU/s1600-h/fox15.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyHyYChgXI/AAAAAAAAALU/aq0LDtI5iVU/s400/fox15.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110608976674914674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...a &lt;em&gt;real &lt;/em&gt;long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ru2SFYChh0I/AAAAAAAAAW8/2we4RUVJpUU/s1600-h/cap294foxfin.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ru2SFYChh0I/AAAAAAAAAW8/2we4RUVJpUU/s400/cap294foxfin.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110901773185419074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eric Gollinger tapes up one of the gas station aliens. To the left is the  original opening sequence to &lt;em&gt;Shadows in the Garden.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945927312496237016-9151885673834144399?l=waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/9151885673834144399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945927312496237016&amp;postID=9151885673834144399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/9151885673834144399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/9151885673834144399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/2007/09/kayu-fox-28-news-story-on-shadows-fog.html' title='KAYU FOX 28 NEWS STORY ON &quot;SHADOWS &amp; FOG&quot; (2000)'/><author><name>_____________</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17575006649361245068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SkA2ItGDJII/AAAAAAAAB6o/43fzuhelmhE/S220/youuimprove.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyJuIChgiI/AAAAAAAAAMs/eB_N7iQODkY/s72-c/cap287fox1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945927312496237016.post-8293077764834550518</id><published>2007-09-15T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T13:53:35.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"SHADOWS IN THE GARDEN" (2002)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyGtoChgVI/AAAAAAAAALE/lSCYlxG2ALU/s1600-h/cap064blusylkface.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyGtoChgVI/AAAAAAAAALE/lSCYlxG2ALU/s400/cap064blusylkface.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110607795558908242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stills from Wayne Spitzer's award-winning 2002 short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Above: Sylkk seems awfully fascinated with the woman who lives at 10410 E.  Greenwhich Blvd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyGcIChgUI/AAAAAAAAAK8/0qv1lM_t8Lk/s1600-h/cap081spitlogoblumoon.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyGcIChgUI/AAAAAAAAAK8/0qv1lM_t8Lk/s400/cap081spitlogoblumoon.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110607494911197506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyGSoChgTI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Lmmnzkg6k9Q/s1600-h/cap119Shadtitle.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyGSoChgTI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Lmmnzkg6k9Q/s400/cap119Shadtitle.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110607331702440242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyGIYChgSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ByXBAXysE5g/s1600-h/deintereye%21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyGIYChgSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ByXBAXysE5g/s400/deintereye%21.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110607155608781090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sylkk may not be a graduate student, but he knows a corpse when he sees  one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyFz4ChgRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/fgyWPgtotYU/s1600-h/sylkshad.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyFz4ChgRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/fgyWPgtotYU/s400/sylkshad.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110606803421462802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a night of firsts for our leafy protagonist, including standing up  straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyFlIChgQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/cSfcHDds15U/s1600-h/slkgrvyard.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyFlIChgQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/cSfcHDds15U/s400/slkgrvyard.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110606550018392322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sylkk discovers music...another milestone toward becoming self-aware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyE3oChgOI/AAAAAAAAAKM/yNguZn0ZWQE/s1600-h/cap101sylkreachdhouse.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyE3oChgOI/AAAAAAAAAKM/yNguZn0ZWQE/s400/cap101sylkreachdhouse.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110605768334344418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sylkk's friend, a dog named "Bear," has joined the ranks of the dead. Who's  next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyER4ChgNI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0h4c9qbv24k/s1600-h/cap084sylkprof.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyER4ChgNI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0h4c9qbv24k/s400/cap084sylkprof.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110605119794282706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sylkk knows his reoccurring vision of a woman's severed head is important. He  just doesn't know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyEFYChgMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/IqssiMiiG4k/s1600-h/cap118statue.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyEFYChgMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/IqssiMiiG4k/s400/cap118statue.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110604905045917890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cthulhu Gardens...not your garden-variety small town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyD0YChgLI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/uaa8EdplWgI/s1600-h/cap100sylkccconfront.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyD0YChgLI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/uaa8EdplWgI/s400/cap100sylkccconfront.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110604612988141746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Cutthroat Cthulhu" (Eric Gollinger) has slashed for the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyDroChgKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/yINnmuVJlzo/s1600-h/cap120,,sylkawind.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyDroChgKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/yINnmuVJlzo/s400/cap120,,sylkawind.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110604462664286370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dead girl...the dog...the woman at Greenwhich Blvd. Sylkk puts it all  together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyDaIChgJI/AAAAAAAAAJk/w_J1WLASLao/s1600-h/cap102sylkhand.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyDaIChgJI/AAAAAAAAAJk/w_J1WLASLao/s400/cap102sylkhand.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110604162016575634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With "blood on his claws," Sylkk contemplates his power to take a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyDRoChgII/AAAAAAAAAJc/-EZoN_7NlMI/s1600-h/cap089sylkpray.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyDRoChgII/AAAAAAAAAJc/-EZoN_7NlMI/s400/cap089sylkpray.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110604015987687554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A prayer for a departed friend, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyDJIChgHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/eVe8MyEmFfQ/s1600-h/cap117sylkbydhouse.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyDJIChgHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/eVe8MyEmFfQ/s400/cap117sylkbydhouse.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110603869958799474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and a burial, of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyC-IChgGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/PTiIOJnIgIQ/s1600-h/cap098filmsylkeric.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyC-IChgGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/PTiIOJnIgIQ/s400/cap098filmsylkeric.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110603680980238434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The monster, Sylkk. More human than most humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyC0oChgFI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Aen0YJ-vm-o/s1600-h/cap122sylkintree.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyC0oChgFI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Aen0YJ-vm-o/s400/cap122sylkintree.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110603517771481170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The garden personified, Sylkk naturally blends in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945927312496237016-8293077764834550518?l=waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8293077764834550518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945927312496237016&amp;postID=8293077764834550518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/8293077764834550518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/8293077764834550518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/2007/09/shadows-in-garden-2002-stills-from.html' title='&quot;SHADOWS IN THE GARDEN&quot; (2002)'/><author><name>_____________</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17575006649361245068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SkA2ItGDJII/AAAAAAAAB6o/43fzuhelmhE/S220/youuimprove.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyGtoChgVI/AAAAAAAAALE/lSCYlxG2ALU/s72-c/cap064blusylkface.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945927312496237016.post-4143336972555916890</id><published>2007-09-15T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T20:19:38.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"DON'T LOOK UP" (1997)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ru2cHoChh2I/AAAAAAAAAXM/VFrq4L7Uih4/s1600-h/cap187DLUstatID.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ru2cHoChh2I/AAAAAAAAAXM/VFrq4L7Uih4/s400/cap187DLUstatID.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110912806956402530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stills from Wayne Spitzer's 1997 spec TV pilot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyBg4ChgEI/AAAAAAAAAI8/erjxcqyQz74/s1600-h/cap145fin.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyBg4ChgEI/AAAAAAAAAI8/erjxcqyQz74/s400/cap145fin.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110602078957436994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Logan Warden (Wayne Spitzer) doesn't like what he's being told about  mutilated cattle and mystery helicopters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyBY4ChgDI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5w4kwqXKJ_A/s1600-h/cap266adj.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyBY4ChgDI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5w4kwqXKJ_A/s400/cap266adj.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110601941518483506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyBN4ChgCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/wTdBQNp6y70/s1600-h/cap276DLUcrtbtspit.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyBN4ChgCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/wTdBQNp6y70/s400/cap276DLUcrtbtspit.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110601752539922466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyBEoChgBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/3LPU1Gg60uw/s1600-h/cap274DLUbldgreyscred.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyBEoChgBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/3LPU1Gg60uw/s400/cap274DLUbldgreyscred.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110601593626132498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Effects Credit Title from Standard Open. Many of the physical props would be  recycled later for use in Andy Kumpon's &lt;em&gt;Last Stop Station &lt;/em&gt;(2001).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RxLZsV7TbCI/AAAAAAAAA58/NhApm8lu4VY/s1600-h/dontdrive.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RxLZsV7TbCI/AAAAAAAAA58/NhApm8lu4VY/s400/dontdrive.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121395082097028130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who could fault Logan Warden (Wayne Spitzer) for taking his eyes off the road...when there's a still-twitching hand on the hood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyA4YChgAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/20VmiiweMvw/s1600-h/cap263DLUcrshseed.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyA4YChgAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/20VmiiweMvw/s400/cap263DLUcrshseed.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110601383172734978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;UFO crashsite. The "Pumpkinseed" UFOs were built by Bob Schleufer from a design  by Wayne Spitzer. Note the stylistic influence of Jerry Anderson, who's 1970  series &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;UFO&lt;/span&gt; inspired &lt;em&gt;Don't Look Up.&lt;/em&gt; The only surviving Pumpkinseed  miniature is on display at Pat Travis's Little Alie'Inn tavern in Rachel, Nevada  (near Area 51).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyAtYChf_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/y8t93h61IT8/s1600-h/cap259DLUdayseeds.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyAtYChf_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/y8t93h61IT8/s400/cap259DLUdayseeds.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110601194194173938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pumpkinseeds flying in formation. The smooth flying motion was achieved by  mounting a camera in the payload of a pickup and then making passes beneath the  suspended miniatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyAjoChf-I/AAAAAAAAAIM/IWpqQjp7w5c/s1600-h/cap250DLUspitzlogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyAjoChf-I/AAAAAAAAAIM/IWpqQjp7w5c/s400/cap250DLUspitzlogo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110601026690449378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyAZoChf9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/K1m7gJ9vZHw/s1600-h/cap247DLUbldonna.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyAZoChf9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/K1m7gJ9vZHw/s400/cap247DLUbldonna.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110600854891757522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A local woman (Donna Ray) finds that it's raining blood after her  boyfriend gets sucked out of the vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyANIChf8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/XvPxC3ZTqfU/s1600-h/cap230DLULggunblu.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyANIChf8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/XvPxC3ZTqfU/s400/cap230DLULggunblu.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110600640143392706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a little moment between man and Alien Grey as Logan Warden (Wayne  Spitzer) get's the feeling they've met before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyAEIChf7I/AAAAAAAAAH0/dlmECGjPJL0/s1600-h/cap212Palscream.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuyAEIChf7I/AAAAAAAAAH0/dlmECGjPJL0/s400/cap212Palscream.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110600485524570034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gwen Rose (Paulette Hoffman) isn't down with the idea of the limbs of missing  ranchhands falling on the hood. Especially when they get stuck in the windshield  wipers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ru2Z-IChh1I/AAAAAAAAAXE/dtR4uzpCD1U/s1600-h/cap180DLUhorizseeds.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ru2Z-IChh1I/AAAAAAAAAXE/dtR4uzpCD1U/s400/cap180DLUhorizseeds.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110910444724389714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Pumpkinseed Posse flies into town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Rux_uYChf5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/jYxJnA4MgDg/s1600-h/cap153DLYpaublursmk.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Rux_uYChf5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/jYxJnA4MgDg/s400/cap153DLYpaublursmk.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110600111862415250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is it just me, or did a severed limb just crash against the roof?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Rux_g4Chf4I/AAAAAAAAAHc/0u9DFAfBIRQ/s1600-h/cap237DLUtruck.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Rux_g4Chf4I/AAAAAAAAAHc/0u9DFAfBIRQ/s400/cap237DLUtruck.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110599879934181250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Logan Warden (Wayne Spitzer) doubletimes to yet another weird incident in a  fictionalized Rosalia, Washington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Rux_PoChf3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/eBqyhc3tm2g/s1600-h/cap182DLUseedwhtnight.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Rux_PoChf3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/eBqyhc3tm2g/s400/cap182DLUseedwhtnight.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110599583581437810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Under assault by the US military, the marauding Pumpkinseeds turn on their  shields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Rux-4oChf2I/AAAAAAAAAHM/B0v5iJgOrMs/s1600-h/cap181DLUorseeds.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Rux-4oChf2I/AAAAAAAAAHM/B0v5iJgOrMs/s400/cap181DLUorseeds.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110599188444446562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A barrage of all-American firepower nonetheless forces a retreat. This  time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Rux-goChf1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/nOYNd2Zo9lQ/s1600-h/cap135DLUpasmil.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Rux-goChf1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/nOYNd2Zo9lQ/s400/cap135DLUpasmil.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110598776127586130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gwen Rose (Paulette Hoffman). The proverbial "Farmer's Daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Rux1lIChf0I/AAAAAAAAAG8/RU2Ep3-WKMU/s1600-h/cap131DLUxtLg.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110588957832347458" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Rux1lIChf0I/AAAAAAAAAG8/RU2Ep3-WKMU/s400/cap131DLUxtLg.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Logan Warden (Wayne Spitzer) isn't sure if that's the farmer's daughter  outside...or Them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110585388714524450" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/RuxyVYChfyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/H5q7-7Gcm0I/s400/cap130adj.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Logan Warden (Wayne Spitzer) is about to fire up a Salem...and a  flashback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ruxwn4ChfxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/xjwktPsIX30/s1600-h/cap172adj.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110583507518848786" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ruxwn4ChfxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/xjwktPsIX30/s400/cap172adj.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Logan Warden (Wayne Spitzer) and Gwen Rose (Tammy Tobin) learn the awful  truth behind mutilated cattle and missing cattlemen in Rosalia, Washington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945927312496237016-4143336972555916890?l=waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4143336972555916890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945927312496237016&amp;postID=4143336972555916890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/4143336972555916890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945927312496237016/posts/default/4143336972555916890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynespitzerfilmmaker.blogspot.com/2007/09/dont-look-up-1997-stills-from-wayne_2758.html' title='&quot;DON&apos;T LOOK UP&quot; (1997)'/><author><name>_____________</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17575006649361245068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/SkA2ItGDJII/AAAAAAAAB6o/43fzuhelmhE/S220/youuimprove.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RO7I9UFOLiQ/Ru2cHoChh2I/AAAAAAAAAXM/VFrq4L7Uih4/s72-c/cap187DLUstatID.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
