<?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-6182598</id><updated>2012-01-27T09:25:57.671Z</updated><category term='Heptasm'/><category term='Prelinger'/><category term='NOIR'/><category term='MIXTAPES'/><category term='MY LIFE WOULD MAKE A LOUSY FILM BECAUSE... PT 2'/><category term='My life would make a lousy film because... Pt 1:'/><title type='text'>BiF</title><subtitle type='html'>Buck in Fudgy's project notes,
meanderings and reminders</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-6010720668139633561</id><published>2011-03-04T00:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-04T00:47:30.594Z</updated><title type='text'>Currently Off Air - Love in Outer Space</title><summary type='text'>
almost like a radio show.
New Podcast of monthly 'Currently Off Air' radio show and podcast.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/6010720668139633561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/6010720668139633561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2011/03/currently-off-air-love-in-outer-space.html' title='Currently Off Air - Love in Outer Space'/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-6368091958737476865</id><published>2010-03-10T20:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-10T21:31:54.544Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prelinger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heptasm'/><title type='text'>Downtown Heptasm - Reel 1 (Alpha) 'The Monkey's Brother'</title><summary type='text'>The first reel of the seven part Downtown Heptasm reconstruction project is up here: 
vimeo 
Background details here:
 www.buckinfudgy.org/heptasm.html

 A reconstruction of the first of seven legendary 'beat' reels from the late 1950s. Originally created by Ed Coolly, recreated by Buckinfudgy.

History:
Edmund Coolliquoi (Ed Coolly) was an Anglo-French expat living in New York in the mid-1950s. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/6368091958737476865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=6368091958737476865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/6368091958737476865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/6368091958737476865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2010/03/downtown-heptasm-reel-1-alpha-monkeys.html' title='Downtown Heptasm - Reel 1 (Alpha) &apos;The Monkey&apos;s Brother&apos;'/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fsrYPG3SaVY/S5gGN4df1UI/AAAAAAAAADI/d38ETKHGgsQ/s72-c/WRZY_test.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-44616912945315384</id><published>2009-04-15T14:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-20T14:56:04.600Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MIXTAPES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOIR'/><title type='text'>Film Noir a Day Fortnight - The Killers</title><summary type='text'>
Today's Noir was 'The Killers' (1946). An adaptation of Hemingway's 1927 hardboiled short story (one revisited in David Cronenburg's 2005 'A History of Violence'). The film is directed by German Director and UFA graduate, Robert Siodmak. Ufa (Universum Film Aktiengesellschaft) was the Berlin home, throughout the 1920s and 1930s,  to Film Directors such as Fritz Lang, F.W. Murnau, Carl Theodor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/44616912945315384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=44616912945315384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/44616912945315384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/44616912945315384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2010/03/film-noir-day-fortnight-killers.html' title='Film Noir a Day Fortnight - The Killers'/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fsrYPG3SaVY/S6Tgmu5QijI/AAAAAAAAADw/shWNLa9nfXw/s72-c/killers.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-5892839744864496951</id><published>2009-04-15T13:19:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-03-20T14:41:55.024Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MIXTAPES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOIR'/><title type='text'>Film Noir a Day Fortnight - Gun Crazy</title><summary type='text'>
Trigger happy mayhem with 'Gun Crazy' (1949) also known as 'Deadly is the Female'. This is another hysterical, violent and shocking Joseph H Lewis film (see ' The Big Combo') filled with barely tempered nihilism, (implied) sex and violence. Gun fanatics, Bart and Annie blow their stash in Vegas and they try to recoup their loses with bank jobs and that noirly inevitable staple: the payroll heist</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/5892839744864496951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=5892839744864496951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/5892839744864496951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/5892839744864496951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2009/04/film-noir-day-fortnight-gun-crazy.html' title='Film Noir a Day Fortnight - Gun Crazy'/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fsrYPG3SaVY/S6TRbuOi20I/AAAAAAAAADo/SGm6WAUbAAE/s72-c/Gun+Crazy+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-8875635353399160878</id><published>2009-04-14T13:07:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-03-20T14:41:32.498Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MIXTAPES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOIR'/><title type='text'>Film Noir a Day Fortnight - Murder, My Sweet</title><summary type='text'>
Another day, another drugged abduction, shoot out, deadly dame 'fest. 'Murder, My Sweet' (1944) ' was a Philip Marlowe story based on the Raymond Chandler novel, 'Farewell, My Lovely'. Chandler was Hollywood hot after the success of Billy Wilder's adaptation of 'Double Indemnity'. RKO bumped the production up from a B-movie budget of $150,000  to a moderate A-movie budget of $400 - 500,000. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/8875635353399160878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=8875635353399160878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/8875635353399160878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/8875635353399160878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2010/03/film-noir-day-fortnight-murder-my-sweet.html' title='Film Noir a Day Fortnight - Murder, My Sweet'/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fsrYPG3SaVY/S6TJbmKnk5I/AAAAAAAAADY/LWrGT2rm7qY/s72-c/murder_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-8397129620511214895</id><published>2009-04-13T21:33:00.052Z</published><updated>2010-03-20T14:41:09.591Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MIXTAPES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOIR'/><title type='text'>Film Noir a Day Fortnight - Blues in the Night</title><summary type='text'>
Noir(ish) of the day was 1941's 'Blues in the Night'. Not strictly a Noir but an early goofy musical comedy, vaudevillian melodrama that skirts with the black arts of noir in its depiction of venality, alcoholism, several men's obsession with a gun blasting femme fatale, gambling addiction, cash-obsessed convicts on the run, juke joints, roadhouse dives, a  miscarriage and a three month stint in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/8397129620511214895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=8397129620511214895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/8397129620511214895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/8397129620511214895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2009/04/film-noir-day-fortnight-blues-in-night.html' title='Film Noir a Day Fortnight - Blues in the Night'/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fsrYPG3SaVY/S6TLEYJ21XI/AAAAAAAAADg/BNGebr3yFTM/s72-c/bluesinthe-night1941.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-6415324288499276893</id><published>2009-04-12T18:53:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-20T14:40:42.480Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MIXTAPES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOIR'/><title type='text'>Film Noir a Day Fortnight - Johnny O'Clock</title><summary type='text'>The Noir of the Day was 'Johnny O'Clock' (1947). Dick Powell's suave professional gambler gets involved in the murder of a crooked cop. Little menace but a gutbucket of puns and jive talk, good women/bad women, bad men / worse men.
Johnny O'Clock: 'She don't know whether she's coming or going'Blayden: 'Take a message to her, she's going'.

Ellen Drew is white hot as the casino owner's pitying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/6415324288499276893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=6415324288499276893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/6415324288499276893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/6415324288499276893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2010/02/film-noir-day-fortnight-johnny-oclock.html' title='Film Noir a Day Fortnight - Johnny O&apos;Clock'/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fsrYPG3SaVY/S3rovdSLsxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/lufCsHwkfaQ/s72-c/johnnyoclock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-2694902177530681023</id><published>2009-04-11T18:30:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-03-20T15:07:32.782Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MIXTAPES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOIR'/><title type='text'>Film Noir a Day Fortnight - Kiss Me Deadly</title><summary type='text'>I slapped my way through Day 5 of the Film Noir fortnight with Kiss Me Deady (1955) - a Mike Hammer adaptation stuffed full of heartless beatings, torture, throwing people from cliffs, crushing them in cars and a suitcase full of nuclear annihilation. Thrilling, innovative, savage, featuring the original glowing suitcase macguffin as ripped in Pulp Fiction. Film Noir with Nouvelle Vague </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/2694902177530681023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=2694902177530681023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/2694902177530681023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/2694902177530681023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2009/04/film-noir-day-fortnight-kiss-me-deadly.html' title='Film Noir a Day Fortnight - Kiss Me Deadly'/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-8227062866089492338</id><published>2009-04-10T04:09:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-20T14:40:11.566Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MIXTAPES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOIR'/><title type='text'>Film Noir a Day Fortnight - Dementia aka Daughter of Horror</title><summary type='text'>Day Four of the Film Noir fortnight. Today it was 'Daughter of Horror' aka 'Dementia' (1955), an experimental, no-budget beat noir horror which charts the moral disintergration of a young woman. Dream seqences in misty graves, pill-ed up jazz clubs, a deranged score, dodgy acting, an egregious voice over...I couldn't possibly recommend it more. The sole film credited to writer, producer and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/8227062866089492338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=8227062866089492338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/8227062866089492338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/8227062866089492338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-five-of-film-noir-fortnight.html' title='Film Noir a Day Fortnight - Dementia aka Daughter of Horror'/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myX5Q4qMDhY/SlX_C1zOw9I/AAAAAAAACd4/DsZSMu9mjA8/s72-c/Dementia2ffff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-4992517070869386776</id><published>2009-04-09T10:36:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-20T14:39:54.887Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MIXTAPES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOIR'/><title type='text'>Film Noir a Day Fortnight - D.O.A.</title><summary type='text'>The Maundy Thursday Noir was D.O.A. (1949)Frank Bigelow gets slipped a mickey in a San Francisco amphetamine jive joint full of Hep Cats speaking 'Cloud Nine, Daddy-O'. Told he has 24 hours to live, he spends the rest of film frantically finding out who has poisoned him and why. Uneven public domain thriller, stuffed with good lines. Edmond O'Brien, a picture of harrassed exuberance here (and a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/4992517070869386776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=4992517070869386776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/4992517070869386776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/4992517070869386776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2009/04/film-noir-day-fortnight-doa.html' title='Film Noir a Day Fortnight - D.O.A.'/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-5687596192201118669</id><published>2009-04-08T12:08:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-20T14:39:36.437Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MIXTAPES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOIR'/><title type='text'>Film Noir a Day Fortnight - The Big Combo</title><summary type='text'>Paul has sauntered through day two of the 'Film Noir a Day fortnight'.
The Big Combo (1955). Another detective trying to break an unbreakable criminal ring. A brilliant performance by Richard Conte as a ridiculously confident mobster whose catchphrase is "First is first and second is nothing at all". A great scene where a hearing aid as a torture device. Beautifully shot by John Alton who 'lensed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/5687596192201118669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=5687596192201118669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/5687596192201118669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/5687596192201118669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2009/04/film-noir-day-fortnight-big-combo.html' title='Film Noir a Day Fortnight - The Big Combo'/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-6190796195952105688</id><published>2009-04-07T12:22:00.008Z</published><updated>2010-03-20T14:38:09.670Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MIXTAPES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOIR'/><title type='text'>'Film Noir a Day' fortnight - The Enforcer</title><summary type='text'>Day one of the 'Film Noir a Day' fortnight. First up, The Enforcer (1951). Bogart as a D.A., guns, hoodlums, a crime organisation called Murder Inc, Zero Mostel as 'Big Babe Lazick' and a large body count. Tag line "if you're smart you'll come down, if you're dumb you'll be dead". Classy.

Trailer here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/6190796195952105688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=6190796195952105688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/6190796195952105688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/6190796195952105688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-one-of-film-noir-day-fortnight.html' title='&apos;Film Noir a Day&apos; fortnight - The Enforcer'/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-4565291541949361390</id><published>2007-08-30T17:27:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-16T00:25:21.495Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MY LIFE WOULD MAKE A LOUSY FILM BECAUSE... PT 2'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
MY LIFE WOULD MAKE A LOUSY FILM BECAUSE... PT 2

I have never had someone end a phone conversation with me and, after they cleared the line, felt impelled to say, ‘Hello, Hello, are you still there?’

My mobile phone frequently cannot get a signal, runs out of credit and battery power.

When I get angry I quickly become incoherent, my vocabulary shrinks to an arsenal of a dozen mono and duo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/4565291541949361390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=4565291541949361390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/4565291541949361390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/4565291541949361390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-life-would-make-lousy-film-because_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fsrYPG3SaVY/RtcAxKLwfTI/AAAAAAAAABQ/6xSeQAPiQYc/s72-c/simon_edsdiner2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-8169567737833181922</id><published>2007-08-22T17:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:35:15.180Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life would make a lousy film because... Pt 1:'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My life would make a lousy film because... Pt 1:I have never lit a post-coital cigarette.I have never ridden, as a patient or a concerned passenger, in an ambulance.I have never awoken to answer a ringing bed-side telephone with the accusatory greeting, ‘Do you know what time it is?’I have never come home, walked into my living room and fixed myself a drink.I have never owned, worn or walked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/8169567737833181922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=8169567737833181922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/8169567737833181922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/8169567737833181922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-life-would-make-lousy-film-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fsrYPG3SaVY/Rsx6UqLwfQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/EPx7U0AIuZI/s72-c/QF.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-75257308076541136</id><published>2007-05-29T17:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:35:15.338Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Currently trying to carve some time into competing work, academic and social schedules to progress on 'Trunk', 'Disappearers', 'Home' and 2 new mixtapes: 'Outlands' - a companion piece to the Night City mixtape (see - www,mixtapes.org.uk) and an opposites mixtape that alternates images of things that, twinned, could have a funny effect on the viewer or, better yet, an effect on the viewer that is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/75257308076541136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=75257308076541136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/75257308076541136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/75257308076541136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2007/05/currently-trying-to-carve-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fsrYPG3SaVY/Rsx6y6LwfRI/AAAAAAAAABA/sKlSN5ZnNTQ/s72-c/night_city_web_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-115237997230468163</id><published>2006-07-08T17:24:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-16T00:00:56.703Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this Month: Barry Lyndon's sly wit, Mojave 3's easy classicism, Stephen Colbert's GW Bush Roast Balls, Conrad's swampy verbiage, Hangover Square's Bleak and Blackly comic shocks, Shellac's mysterious yet infernal 'End of Radio' Posthumous Peel Session track, the continuing chime and roll of Sonic Youth's suppressed Rather Ripped LP, the inspiration of Seijin Suzuki promoting the mad energy of his</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/115237997230468163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/115237997230468163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-month-barry-lyndons-sly-wit.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fsrYPG3SaVY/Rsx7H6LwfSI/AAAAAAAAABI/c3wHVd508BM/s72-c/06-chan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-115237923381521159</id><published>2006-07-08T17:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-08T17:24:30.010Z</updated><title type='text'>Flaming Lips at Hyde Park</title><summary type='text'>     Flaming Lips at Hyde Park    Originally uploaded by pauljunktv. On 23rd June 2006, Flaming Lips shot a 100 balloons from the stage at Hyde Park. Suz, beating aside a dozen hyper children, captured one and managed to get it 50 miles south on public transport. It now lays, sorry and deflated, on a window sill, day dreaming of it's moment in the rock 'n' roll firmament</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/115237923381521159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=115237923381521159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/115237923381521159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/115237923381521159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2006/07/flaming-lips-at-hyde-park.html' title='Flaming Lips at Hyde Park'/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-114563974382489062</id><published>2006-04-21T17:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-21T17:15:43.823Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/114563974382489062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=114563974382489062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/114563974382489062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/114563974382489062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-114563875063170061</id><published>2006-04-21T16:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-21T16:59:10.633Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Currently trawling through mounds of Admin-heavy work. I received an email concerning the script for 'Trunk' that I have posted up on the junktv.org site. The script, that details the history of murder in Brighton, intentional ends after the notorious double trunk murders of 1933 so as not to run the risk of upsetting living relatives.  So, I was extremely surprised to receive an email from a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/114563875063170061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=114563875063170061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/114563875063170061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/114563875063170061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2006/04/currently-trawling-through-mounds-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-113424180584298608</id><published>2005-12-10T19:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-10T19:10:05.876Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I spoke to a friend who has just moved to Switzerland yesterday. He said that it would take a while to get used to the order in which Swiss women checked men out, even though he had been forewarned by colleagues. The order is cock, shoes, watch. I noticed that he had a rather striking new pair of shoes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/113424180584298608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=113424180584298608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/113424180584298608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/113424180584298608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-spoke-to-friend-who-has-just-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-108491076463276283</id><published>2004-05-18T19:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-18T20:06:04.633Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This Sunday, I went to a Brighton Festival talk by Sean French and Nigel Jones about Patrick Hamilton. Lots of anecdotal interest about Hamilton's family, his relationship with his beleaguered older brother, Bruce, mad father, possessive mother, alcoholic genes, obsession with prostitutes, S &amp; M themes throughout his work, his stint as an actress stalker, the modern equivalent of £700,000 he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/108491076463276283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=108491076463276283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/108491076463276283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/108491076463276283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2004/05/this-sunday-i-went-to-brighton.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-107715336929049022</id><published>2004-02-19T01:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-19T01:18:49.530Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Google Toolbar Installed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/107715336929049022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=107715336929049022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107715336929049022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107715336929049022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2004/02/google-toolbar-installed.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-10753951049500287</id><published>2004-01-29T16:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-29T16:58:46.950Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New LSDA project started. The fusing of industry and academia...at least that's the plan. Part-time job available at City College. Seems good but not sure if I've got the experience (I haven't) they would want. I'll go for it anyway and let the situation sort itself out.The office: on the very brink of unadulterated tedium. No money, no motivation, what are you going to do? Watched the Michel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/10753951049500287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=10753951049500287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/10753951049500287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/10753951049500287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2004/01/new-lsda-project-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-107487569580393185</id><published>2004-01-23T16:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-23T16:36:59.543Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last Fortnight: Wil Self at the Old Market Hall. A scathingly articulate Q &amp; A with an audience unable to step above the 'who/what influenced you' and 'do you like playing with words?' (Self's sneering reply: 'What do you think?) style of surface-only questioning. Note: his surfeit of parenthesis, clause, sub-clause and adlibs is reflected in the first sentence. Sofia Coppola's Lost in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/107487569580393185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=107487569580393185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107487569580393185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107487569580393185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2004/01/last-fortnight-wil-self-at-old-market.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-107274845461641585</id><published>2003-12-30T01:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-30T02:15:30.613Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saw Harmony Korine's film about the David Blaine stunt. Blaine, who today was named as 'loser of the year'  in a nationwide poll, came across like some wannabe deity-in-waiting whilst Korine pursued his interests in Learning difficulties, mangy animals and anachronistic icons of innocence. A balloon floating through the central London sky (Freedom?), an odd looking lady taking time over her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/107274845461641585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=107274845461641585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107274845461641585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107274845461641585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2003/12/saw-harmony-korines-film-about-david.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-107274779043944162</id><published>2003-12-18T23:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-30T01:31:45.070Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today I must say a few words about Marty Segall: Eccentric, activist, film-maker, poet, polemicist, exiled Coney Islander. He died recently. We all have fond memories of his trouble-making, his persistent inquiry. The time he walked around Brighton's outlet of Borders and rallied against the - as he saw it - fascistic attempt to observe a two minute silence in rememberance of 9/11 - an event far </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/107274779043944162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=107274779043944162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107274779043944162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107274779043944162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2003/12/today-i-must-say-few-words-about-marty.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-107275018933404672</id><published>2003-12-12T11:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-30T02:10:06.806Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Producer Bio I for projects: 75 wordsPaul Dutnall is an independent Producer and Co-Director of Junk TV Ltd: a video and film production company that has been making and screening short films since 1995. As part of his work with Junk TV, Paul has been involved in the production of over 100 community video projects, ranging from the Big Issue to Greenpeace to the Science Museum. Paul has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/107275018933404672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=107275018933404672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107275018933404672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107275018933404672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2003/12/producer-bio-i-for-projects-75-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-107101003770628912</id><published>2003-12-09T22:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-09T22:48:39.983Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chelsea sail through to victory in their Champion's League group whilst the family sits by, bickering and cursing their mobile telephonic technology. Sometimes it appears difficult for some to enjoy the pleasures laid out before them. A beautiful, steady performance. Our love affair with, the apparently eccentric, Ranieri continues. Meanwhile 400 visiting Chelsea fans leave the stadium to pitch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/107101003770628912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=107101003770628912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107101003770628912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107101003770628912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2003/12/chelsea-sail-through-to-victory-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-107092856941745198</id><published>2003-12-09T00:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-09T00:09:41.403Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'll probably use this space to post up links to projects I'm working on. Still got some work to do on 'Trunk'. Need a day's filming session with DV. Probably hire a car. Reshoot with 16mm when I have the money and camera op has the time. It may be helpful to shoot on DV and rough edit first to give direction to the 16mm shoot. It's an interesting way of working. Like some during-production </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/107092856941745198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=107092856941745198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107092856941745198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107092856941745198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2003/12/ill-probably-use-this-space-to-post-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-107092715949160275</id><published>2003-12-08T23:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-08T23:46:11.123Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just sticking some text up here to mark the spot. Buck in Fudgy, how the fighty have smallen. Once an empire, now a blogspot on a forgotten cul-de-sac of the web. Interesting to think of all the dead web ends, the secret, unlinked pages. Interesting...perhaps</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/107092715949160275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=107092715949160275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107092715949160275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107092715949160275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2003/12/just-sticking-some-text-up-here-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-107275058919321755</id><published>2002-10-25T02:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-30T02:17:15.190Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One Minute Film Idea:[AMP] The Anger Management Principle UKRules:1 person5 minutesNo intelligble wordsNo performance of rageNeutral, empty space.This is not primal scream therapy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/107275058919321755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=107275058919321755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107275058919321755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107275058919321755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2002/10/one-minute-film-idea-amp-anger.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-107275027603502855</id><published>2002-08-12T02:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-30T02:17:51.156Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Idea for a film/ film character - a phlegmatic drug dealer who has a reknown for guaranteeing a perfect high from his goods. To protect this reputation he insists on one to one meetings with his client base to check up on their physical and mental condition. If, he feels, they are under par he will refuse to serve them as they may jeopardize the high and, therefore, his reputation. Clients who '</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/107275027603502855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=107275027603502855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107275027603502855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107275027603502855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2002/08/idea-for-film-film-character.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-110329001824092887</id><published>2001-12-17T13:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-08T17:37:23.733Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thank you for your email. Please don't apologise for being emotional, as your honesty and forthrightness is welcomed. I am sorry that you have taken umbrage at the lack of credits in the 'Last Conversation' video. Your views raised some interesting points for me that I would like - in true Open University Stylie - to lay out. Forgive me if the following sounds at all dull and pedantic.Addressing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/110329001824092887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=110329001824092887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/110329001824092887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/110329001824092887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2001/12/thank-you-for-your-email.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-110328878539025971</id><published>2001-12-17T13:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-08T17:38:24.556Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got your message from simon about putting a credit for you on the end of the film. All the credits are now up on junk-tv.com. You can either go through the main page and follow the film credits link or go straight to junk-tv.com/credits.htm. We made it Buck in fudgy policy years ago not to put our own or contributors credits on screen, partly so as not to bore audiences with a list of names </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/110328878539025971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=110328878539025971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/110328878539025971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/110328878539025971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2001/12/i-got-your-message-from-simon-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-107400552235453987</id><published>2001-11-13T14:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-26T17:50:49.200Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, what's a few months, nay years, between 5th floor dwellers.And out of the flames, from the maelstrom of Uber-Egos, Artistic tantrums, broken promises and equipment, overwork and schedules so full that an unholy goo dripped from the seams, a promo video was born - albeit a slightly daft, overlong promo video containing at least one bad wig. Little did I realise, when I took this project from</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/107400552235453987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=107400552235453987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107400552235453987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107400552235453987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2001/11/so-whats-few-months-nay-years-between.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-107400546894505313</id><published>2001-03-10T14:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-13T14:52:58.560Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Las Con Shooting notes 10.3.2001After a week where shooting was held up by our leading man’s commitment to ‘life modelling’ in front of half the city’s student population (he got his nadgers out for the laydeez)we finally get to book an afternoon’s shooting. I return from getting ‘coverage’ of some prawn sandwich and town councillor’s fair and notice with some degree of  pure, if slightly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/107400546894505313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=107400546894505313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107400546894505313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107400546894505313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2001/03/las-con-shooting-notes-10.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182598.post-107513914300202038</id><published>2001-01-23T17:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-26T17:49:31.403Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SLEEZE STEELE's tipsClever? Cleverness&lt;?  not me.  takes one to know one.  not really inclined in that drection, I'm not.  What makes it?  hmmm.  thinking fast? no.  problem solving? possibly.  thorough analysis of a situation and intuitive realisation of the obvious but overlooked elements, as well as the linkages between those elements... closer.  unquestioned isness.  cleverest person I know</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/feeds/107513914300202038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182598&amp;postID=107513914300202038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107513914300202038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182598/posts/default/107513914300202038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buckinfudgy.blogspot.com/2001/01/sleeze-steeles-tips-clever-cleverness.html' title=''/><author><name>Marv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/997/301/1600/broken%20glass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
