S/Z: Or the Making of S/Z (2012)

Actors

• Adam Barkl (actor)
• Adam Barkl (actor)
• Jung A Kim (actor)
• Jung A Kim (actor)
• Jong Wook Choi (director)
• Jong Wook Choi (editor)
• Jessie Jay (producer)
• David Kordick (writer)

Genres

• Animation
• Fantasy
• Short

Chasing the Bear (2012)

Actors

• Julian Glover (actor)
• Julian Glover (actor)
• Caroline O'Reilly (miscellaneous crew)
• Simon Modery (editor)
• Ted Byron Baybutt (writer)
• Ted Byron Baybutt (actor)
• Ted Byron Baybutt (director)
• Katherine Parsons (producer)
• Katherine Parsons (actor)
• Jean Martin (composer)
• Gavin Weeks (miscellaneous crew)
• Jim Reilly (actor)
• Leila Makki (actor)
• Raj Dungarwalla (miscellaneous crew)
• Lorraine Leonida (actor)

Genres

• Adventure

Taglines:

Behind the scenes of pursuing a dream.

The State That I Am Fish (2011)

Actors

• Andrés Andreani (editor)
• Andrés Andreani (producer)
• Andrés Andreani (writer)
• Andrés Andreani (director)
• Andrés Andreani (actor)
• Martín Aletta (writer)
• Lucas Lagré (actor)
• Marijan Bakovic (actor)
• Marijan Bakovic (producer)
• Nicolás Dojman (writer)
• Ivica Musan (actor)
• Mariano Blatt (writer)
• Attila Antal (actor)
• Suncica Fradelic (actress)
• Martin Theron (actor)

Genres

• Comedy
• Short

Chalkboard (2011)

Actors

• Landyn Banx (actor)
• Jennifer Prettyman (producer)
• Jennifer Prettyman (actress)
• Troy Antoine LaFaye (actor)
• H.T. Altman (actor)
• Lawrence Levesque (actor)
• Shannon McDonough (actress)
• Bob Cummings (actor)
• Bob Cummings (actor)
• Carol Vnuk (actress)
• Mark Scanlan (actor)
• Harrison Matthews (actor)
• Janet Fogg (actress)
• Ted Dewberry (producer)
• Ted Dewberry (editor)

Genres

• Sci-Fi
• Thriller

Taglines:

They are already in your mind.

The Film You Did Not See (2009)

Actors

• Steve Arons (actor)
• Tracy Utley (director)
• Tracy Utley (producer)
• Tana Sarntinoranont (actor)
• Jordan Schachter (director)
• Hollis Witherspoon (actress)
• Gene Hodsdon (composer)
• Jordan Schachter (producer)
• Jordan Schachter (editor)
• Jordan Schachter (writer)
• Jordan Schachter (actor)
• Mel House (actress)
• Camilla Maxwell (actress)
• Alan Brown (composer)
• Marisa Costa (actress)

Genres

• Comedy

Sweet Oranges (2003)

Actors

• Flex Alexander (actor)
• Anika C. McFall (actress)
• William L. Johnson (actor)
• Anthony Johnson (actor)
• N.D. Brown (actress)
• N.D. Brown (writer)
• N.D. Brown (producer)
• N.D. Brown (writer)
• Lou Myers (actor)
• Terrence Flack (actor)
• Bill Billions (actor)
• Gregory Ramon Anderson (actor)
• Trey Haley (editor)
• Trey Haley (director)
• Abe Brown (producer)

Genres

• Comedy

Taglines:

Two brothers down and out decide to sell oranges

American Movie (1999)

Actors

• Billy Crystal (actor)
• Michael Stipe (producer)
• Mark Borchardt (actor)
• Jim McKay (producer)
• Chris Smith (producer)
• Chris Smith (director)
• Mike Schank (composer)
• Mike Schank (actor)
• Mike Schank (actor)
• Barry Poltermann (editor)
• Todd Bishop (miscellaneous crew)
• Sarah Price (producer)
• Tommy Dallace (actor)
• Tom Beach (actor)
• Ken Keen (actor)

Genres

• Documentary

Quotes:

Mark Borchardt: Now when you go in the grave, and you're just laying there in the casket - the last hurrah, the final goodbye - what are you gonna think about, Bill? Huh?::Mark's Uncle: You tell me.

Mark Borchardt: [to cast with covered faces] You guys gotta look menacing! Can you be more menacing?

Mark Borchardt: And you get your name on the credits as a producer, man.::Mark's Uncle: [Deadpan] Yay.

Mark Borchardt: There's no excuses, Paul. No one has ever, ever paid admission to see an excuse. No one has ever faced a black screen that says: "Well, if we had these set of circumstances, we would've shot this scene... so please forgive us and use your imagination." I've been to the movies hundreds of times. That's never occurred.

Uncle Bill: Do they smoke and have cigarettes up in Heaven? I don't think so... I don't think so.

Mark's Uncle: That's all right, that's ok, umm...

Friend/Musician: Here is what it think of lottery... It's like, when you play the lottery, sometimes you win and sometimes you lose... But it better than using drugs or alcohol - Because when you use drugs and alcohol, especially drugs, you always lose.

Mark Borchardt: 'Your AT&T; Universal Card has arrived"? Oh God, Kick-fucking-ass, I got a Master Card. I don't believe it, man. Life is kinda cool sometimes.

Mark Borchardt: They're making a mockery of my words, man. This whole thing is turning out to be a theatrical mockery. You understand that, Mike?::Friend/Musician: No,::Mark Borchardt: Well, you will.

Uncle Bill: It's alright, it's okay, there's something to live for... Jesus told me so!

The Making of 'Psycho' (1997)

Actors

• Laurent Bouzereau (producer)
• Laurent Bouzereau (director)
• Laurent Bouzereau (writer)
• Alfred Hitchcock (actor)
• Janet Leigh (actress)
• Clive Barker (actor)
• Clive Barker (actor)
• Paul Hirsch (actor)
• Patricia Hitchcock (actress)
• Joseph Stefano (actor)
• Rita Riggs (actress)
• David Palmer (editor)
• Hilton A. Green (actor)
• Peggy Robertson (actress)
• Jeff Cava (miscellaneous crew)

Genres

• Documentary

Der wilde Mann (1988)

Actors

• Dieter Laser (actor)
• Beatrice Kessler (actress)
• Maya Schmid (editor)
• Hans-Rudolf Twerenbold (actor)
• Ingrid Kaiser (actress)
• Matthias Zschokke (writer)
• Matthias Zschokke (director)
• Monika Schmid (costume designer)
• Josef Arnold (actor)
• Heiner Walti (actor)

Genres

• Comedy

Hôtel Terminus (1988)

Actors

• Jeanne Moreau (actress)
• Bertrand Tavernier (actor)
• Alain Jakubowicz (actor)
• Alain Jakubowicz (actor)
• Albert Jurgenson (editor)
• Marcel Ophüls (writer)
• Marcel Ophüls (producer)
• Marcel Ophüls (actor)
• Marcel Ophüls (director)
• Daniel Cohn-Bendit (actor)
• Claude Lanzmann (actor)
• Günter Grass (actor)
• Catherine Zins (editor)
• Bernard Farrel (producer)
• Jean-Marie Le Pen (actor)

Genres

• Biography
• Documentary

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Coalfield - Filmmaker
• Shiver - Filmmaker
• Breathing Room - Filmmaker
• Spineless Heartless - Filmmaker
• Sing To You - Filmmaker
• Don't Speak, She Said - Filmmaker
• Air Tight - Filmmaker
• Last Year's Fashions - Filmmaker
• Goodnight Suicide - Filmmaker
• Arm Yourself - Filmmaker
• Offenses Between Us - Filmmaker
• Falling And Failing - Filmmaker
• The Luckiest Boy - Filmmaker
• This Revolution Can Wait Til Morning - Filmmaker
• My Black Lung - Filmmaker

everyone here is just passing through
and no one's leaving, no one's leaving you.
this old place, it's just one big cliche.
and we are just the same, we are just the same.
please say that i'm worth it,
please say that you care.
please say you are letting go,
i am barely holding on.
it's not anymore, it's not anymore than what we make it
it's not anymore, it's not anymore than what we make it
it's {too bad it's so good, so bad it's all you.} not anymore, it's
{too bad it's so good, so bad it's all you.} not anymore than
what we make it.
it's not anymore, it's not anymore than what we make it
i am nothing short of everything
i've been exausted, like these fields of coal.
if you insist on dying slowly..
all i leave in close is usless,
if you insist on being strong enough.
please say i am worth it,
please say that you'll try.
please say you are letting go,
i am barely holding on.
it's not anymore, it's not anymore than what we make it
it's not anymore, it's not anymore than what we make it
it's {too bad it's so good, so bad it's all you.} not anymore, it's
{too bad it's so good, so bad it's all you.} not anymore than
what we make it.
and won't you burry me beneath the smallest tree,
and post a sign that said "he tried".
'cause i can't stand your mouth
and this is not what we once tried.
and won't you burry me beneath the smallest tree,
and post a sign that said "he tried".
'cause i can't stand your mouth

I've turned this place inside out
And upside-down
Just for some answers
Was i your anchor?
I kept you tied down but i couldn't
Save you from drowning
I couldn't save you...
The snow fell before the leaves
Before i had a chance to tell you what this means.
I think your scent that haunts my sheets
And all the borrowed clothes
Finally filtered out tonight
I had almost forgot this feeling...
You know the one where your
Stomach turns
And the Words stuck in your throat
Make it impossible to breathe.
The snow fell before the leaves
Before i had a chance to tell you
What this means.
Turn the lights out.Make this place
As uninviting as i feel.
With my face in my hands...

You always said that if i'm a star then you're a constellation
but the sky is burnt out and we're just going through emotions
you've got this mile wide smile that follows you and lights up rooms
i'm getting sick and tired of waiting in the dark
tell me you need some time alone
you need some room to breathe
and i'll be on my way
whenever you need some time alone
just tell me you need some time alone
and if you need to find me i'll be wandering the streets
dining alone at all our favorite places to eat
and drinking alone waiting for the phone to ring
i hope whatever's in this bottle leaves me brave enough to sleep
tell me you need some time alone
if you need some room to breathe
then i'll be on my way
whenever you need some time alone
just tell me you need some time alone
then i'll walk on and you'll just say
feelings fail and people change
we'll pretend that when we meet
we're better off as friends
then i'll walk on and you'll just say
feelings fail and people change
we'll pretend that when we meet
we'll pretend we never met at all
[x2]
and if you say there's no way
then when you need me i'll be gone
lipstick smiles touched to parting lips
we'll be alright...
one last time, not unlike the last time

Roaming eyes read cheating lips
As roaming hands brush cheating hips
Did you think i wouldn't notice?
Everything falls into place
As you fall back on your old ways
Deny everything.
I've been going out, when you're coming in
I've been waiting here for you.
As we go out cowards, we come back kings.
I didn't have the spine to say what you didn't have the heart to ask.
Drunk 2:00pm on a Thursday in an airport lounge.
Everyone here is scared of something
Flying, leaving, or what they'll find when they get home
Me, i just like the feeling of having somwhere else to be
I've been here everyday this week.
I've been going out, when you're coming in
I've been waiting here for you.
As we go out cowards, we come back kings.
I didn't have the spine to say what you didn't have the heart to ask.
A collect call from a pay phone
And I'm losing you to static
Like faking a dead phone line

See the stars on a clear night
See them pass us by
Brace yourself for a long drive
Try to rest your tired eyes
I'll wake you when we get there
I'll wake you when we fall from places far too high
Fall to pieces every time
Still looking for the cure... not knowing
Still waiting on the call... is it showing?
Sing to you
Sing to you
I'll be back home... i'll be there soon
See the glow of city lights
See them pass us by
Brace yourself for a long night
Try to rest your hazel eyes
I'll wake you when it's over
I'll wake you when we fall from places far too high
Fall to winter overnight

i had that same dream again, you know the one
you were my co-star
As we ask ourselves, how could we go wrong?
Morning came with cold feet again
As we flail and grasp to hold on to last night
As we brace ourselves we know we're slowly sinking
Just when i fear my sights are too high
You offer up that pretty smile
Speak gently, Move softer still
We wait on winter to break this fall
Dont speak she said
this is our little secret
And i wont breath a word
Morning came with cold feet again
As we work in ways that try to impress
Like these lines we steal from less than perfect movies
Silence paints a perfect picture
There are no words for this
Breath gently, move softer still
You are the still point in my turning world
Dont speak she said
this is our little secret
(there are no words for this)
just drive she said
this car cant take me away from here fast enough tonight

You told me things would work out for better or for worse
Well hold your breath, we're not as air tight as we seem to be
Yesterday i tried to be the one you think you thought you'd see
Yesterday i tried so hard, it's just not good enough
In a few more years they'll all be faces i don't know
Will you be there like you always were
The sun is setting as i wait outside your door
I'm waiting here until you see me.
I need to turn you into a sweater so i can wear you around all day
Because you know we're not as air tight as we need to be
Yesterday i tried to be the one i thought you think you need
Yesterday i tried so hard, still not good enough...
Hey now, you're a dream

Noone here believes that the earth is round
Their world ends at the edge of town
The prairie burns last year's harvest clean
And wheat fields become the skyline
This city gets so quiet sometimes
It's deathly quiet here on some nights
We hurry up to wait on trains
We forget just why we came
Away from here
I'll be moving on now
Away from here
Far away
We are last year's fashions
I am next year's punchline
This place is only in our heads
I'm not sure just where it ends
I'm not sure where I begin
The fields fold back their sheets of snow
Untuck a bed of last year's summer fallow
The city sheds it's winter whites

So this is it.
This will be the last song.
That I write.
I've finally run out of things to say.
And rewrote these sad songs.
About 400 different ways.
Sleep away the afternoon.
Dream of cities on the sea.
You can go.
Just take me with you.
Say goodnight, suicide.
I'll see you in the morning.
If I get up on time.
Say goodnight, suicide.
I'll see you in the morning.
A little after nine.
4 am.
Awake again.
Feeling unkempt and underslept.
It's hard to get a good night's rest.
This pile of bones beneath my bed.
All the skeletons that wouldn't fit in my closet.
Sleep away the afternoon.
Dream of cities on the sea.
You can go.
Just take me with you.
Say goodnight, suicide.
I'll see you in the morning.
If I get up on time.
Say goodnight, suicide.
I'll see you in the morning.
If I get up on time.
Say goodnight, suicide.
I'll see you in the morning.
If I get up on time.
Say goodnight, suicide.
I'll see you in the morning.
If I get up on time.
So one last time, Goodnight.
So one last time, Goodnight.
I'll say goodnight. (i'll see you in the morning.)

And she left
No Goodbyes
No i'll miss you
That was it
Her last words were drive safe
An invitation to an accident
It's been the waste of another year... but what's the waste
of one more year?
Arm yourself, love is in the air
Tonight we'll shoot it down
It's too late to turn back
We're too lost to be found
Arm yourself, love is in the air
Tonight we'll shoot it down
Someone radio for help
Like richter scales and shit for sale
We're tripping over our own feet and falling over our
own faults
Silence breaks like hearts and waves
Caught in the wake of our mistakes
Talk about too little too late
Arm yourself, love is in the air
Tonight we'll shoot it down
It's too late to turn back
We're too lost to be found
Arm yourself, love is in the air
Tonight we'll shoot it down

If you could recognize the obvious
It all comes down to faults and blame
You're stuck in place you should have never been
Scared to death to start again
We're not through, its not that easy
Never Seem to understand that its all right...
Its ok to question why.
You say there's no getting over these offenses between us
And thats the difference between us
And you fall away from everything we've built
What we can't sustain, just keep unravelling
Am i so old you just hand me down?
If you illuminate the obvious
To shed some light on what went wrong
You're still stuck in places you should have never been
But it won't be long because you can't be by yourself
We're not through, it's not that simple...
You say there's no getting over these offenses between us
And thats the difference between us.
And you fall away from everything we've built
But i won't complain because im not anything
As you fall away away, is this all that there is?
But I won't complain
Because im far away
We build fences when these walls are not enough,

I told myself, you've got to shake this jealous thing
It's the last thing you need
I told myself, just drop this anti-trust act
It is so self-defeating... and not worth repeating
And I watched your whisper of a secret turn into a mountain of a lie
There was always someone waiting in the wings
We were something that I am not
I am falling, I am failing
Sometimes loss is more than gain
I am falling, I am failing
This kidding you is killing me
Don't hold it to coincidence that our paths don't cross anymore
I am drowning in an ocean of thoughts and I can't spill out a single word
These days the best I can do is a simple smile across crowded rooms
You always said you could never take him back
I didn't think that never could come so soon
I took you out on everyone
I am falling, I am failing
Sometimes loss outweighs gain
I am falling, I am failing

it's how you smile
and gently say "tomorrow never comes"
it gets me every time it makes me think
that maybe i
could wash my hands of all these fears and doubts
that wrap themselves around me
but dirty hands are in the way
and i can't take these silent games
i've been on my own for much too long
and dirty hands are all i know
next time that i see you know that
i've been on my own for much too long
don't play that game
and if you call tonight
i will be the luckiest. boy.
its how you seem to move out of the corner of my vision
til everything else just disappears
i think sometimes my doubts
they seem to get the best of me as i find
i'm wandering these blurry streets
but tired eyes are giving way
and i can't see beyond today
i've been on my own for much too long
tired eyes are all i know
the next time that i see you so know
i've been on my own for much too long
oooooh don't play that game
and if you call tonight
then i will be the luckiest boy alive
if i see you in the corner of my eye
then i feel like the luckiest.
and if you call tonight
then i will be the luckiest boy alive
if i see you in the corner of my eye
then i feel like the luckiest
say that you need me
just say anything
say that you need me
cause dirty hands are in the way
and i can't take these silent games
no, i've been on my own for much too long
dirty hands are all i know
next time that i see you so know
i've been on my own for much too long
don't play that game
i'll be the luckiest
i'll be the luckiest boy (and if you call)
the luckiest boy (and if you call)

you used to say we were alright
you never say what you mean
and i've been taking this alright
you're taking this out on me
you can play this at my funeral
if i survive this week
you'll be the death of me
you always looked your best in white
it compliments your lies
i think grey is more my style
it comes in several shades
you can play this at my funeral
if i survive this drink
you'll be the death of me
cause i'm misinformed and tired as hell
i sure could use some sleep
we need to make a change
but this revolution will wait til morning
you used to say we were alright
you never say what you mean
and i've been taking this alright
now i think this joke's on me
you can play this at my funeral
if i survive this week
you'll be the death of me
cause i'm misinformed and tired as hell
i sure could use some sleep
we need to make a change
but this revolution will wait til morning
i will be the one you call
the next time that you get walked on
i will be there if you need me
i will be the one you call
if you fall and cant go on
i will be there wait and see
i will be the one you call
the next time that you get walked on
i will be there if you need me
i will be the one you call
if you fall and cant go on
i will be there wait and see
you can play this at my funeral
if i survive this drink
you'll be the death of me
cause i'm misinformed and tired as hell
i sure could use some sleep
we need to make a change
but this revolution will wait til morning
will wait til morning

My father's hands wore their way right through his gloves through thirty years of doubt and love, thirty years of drought and flood. Trussing grid rode steady, moving in straight lines, traveling from work back to the farm from the quarry to the morgue.
We grow into our father's shoes, into our father's barstools, fill the roles we're born to play. This is one phase we wont grow out of. I'm still saying this will never happen to me. If you'll be there when I need you, then don't say you're leaving now. I'm up in arms until you reach me breathing through this blackened lung. If the minutes start like days and the moments feel the same, will you be there with open arms to save me.
My mother kept a tidy house father tried to keep her happy, the twelve hour shifts six days a week, hardly constitutes a family, hardly constitutes a life, well it kept food on the table, but it kept us up at night.
We grow into our father's shoes, into our father's barstools, fill the roles we're born to play. This is one phase we won't grow out of. I'm still saying this will never happen to me. If you'll be there when I need you, then don't say you're leaving now I'm up in arms until you reach me, breathing through this blackened lung. If the minutes start like days and the moments feel the same, will you be there with open arms to save me.
Take the pictures out of their frames, hide them away with all our doubts and blames.