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Trailer

Fluid trailer from Burning Details on Vimeo.

My micro-budget feature, Fluid, was screened one morning at the Rich Mix cinema in Shoreditch, London to an audience of cast, crew and friends. It was the last step of an extraordinary year-long adventure, in which I’d written, produced, directed, photographed and edited a science fiction film with a crew of professionals and non-professionals: fuelled by enthusiasm, a low budget and hope, we completed this film to the best of our ability. I had never felt more fulfilled.

My wish was to see a project through to screening and, while it didn’t make it into the festivals I entered, I considered it a rewarding project that taught me a great amount about filmmaking. There’s much I wish I could have done differently, but that’s for the next film.

As part of putting the production to bed, I wanted to make a trailer for it. Friends who come with me to the cinema know how much I love trailers and I wanted to do the same for this film: as an exercise it was as eye opening as making a feature.

When I was at college, I met a musician who told me of his experience in editing down an album track to release as a single. I kept thinking of this as I ended Fluid down on iMovie; trying to distill the essence of the film, its story and themes from 75 minutes to under two minutes. Many notes were written before I edited a single image.

On completion, I shared the trailer with the cast and crew: their responses were positive and I’m pleased with the result. But I’m left with one nagging feeling: I want to do more. I want to tell another story. I want to make another film. Onto the next.

A lasting poet

Apart from seeing a vinyl copy of his Forces of Victory long player, hearing his contributions to some historical documentaries and viewing the occasional performance on The Old Grey Whistle Test, I had not experienced Linton Kwesi Johnson’s dub poetry live until very recently.

His recent appearance at the South Bank’s B(old) festival was a delight, with archive footage, an on-stage interview with Robin Denselow and a signed live recital of his poetry. I was most touched by his first words: after a rapturous welcome, he immediately thanked the audience, those who supported him and the staff at the event; most gracious.

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Mr. Johnson is the second living poet to have his work published in the Penguin Modern Classics series. I will get round to reading it soon: with current events, his poetry seems to have lost none of its relevance.

Virtual reality

I was invited to the magnificently appointed Canada House recently for an evening of performance and virtual reality, curated by Montreal’s Phi Centre. I remember a little of the former virtual reality boom in the 90s, but seeing new promotions in recent film festivals points to this technology entering a new wave.

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The slightly odd-looking glowing boxes at the bottom of the picture played images into headsets. I got to use one: it showed work by Vincent & Paul Studios, depicting Nomads: Herders – nomadic yak herders in Mongolia. It was like watching a 360 degree audio-visual representation of another world: everywhere I turned; the ground; the sky; left; right, was depicted. What next? Walking through these landscapes? Tactility? Memories of Wild Palms came to mind.

We were then invited to a function room for a musical event: artist Myriam Bleau using wireless acrylic spinning tops to play samples a piece called Soft Revolvers…

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After a panel discussion on VR, we returned for another performance by laptop DJs playing music and motion graphics…

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Sadly, I couldn’t remember the artists names (help, anyone?) but it was a riveting end to a fascinating evening.

The virtual reality garden will continue at Canada House (visits are free) with periodically changing artists, until mid-March next year.