Shoplifting from American Apparel Movie Tickets For Sale!
Six premieres, Six Cities. Buy your seat or the screenings will not happen!
SHOPLIFTING FROM AMERICAN APPAREL is a docudramedy that melds Tao Lin's autobiographical novel about getting arrested with a film crew’s misadventures with indie filmmaking.
Tickets are currently being sold at www.local-screen.com for the following cities:
Q&A and prize giveaways at each screening! Click city below to buy tickets!!
12/7 - LA - LOS FELIZ 3
12/15 - NYC - INDIESCREEN
1/ 3 - PORTLAND -CLINTON STREET THEATER
1/5 - SEATTLE - NORTHWEST FILM FORUM
1/10 - CLEVELAND - CEDAR LEE THEATER
1/12 - SAN FRANCISCO - 4 STAR THEATER
Each screening will include prize giveaways, special guests, and a Q&A with zen teacher and actor Brad Warner and director Pirooz Kalayeh.
Guests confirmed for the LA screening: Brad Warner, Pirooz Kalayeh, Steve Roggenbuck, Mira Gonzalez, Alfred Rutherford, Andrew Crighton, James Roehl
The hip are bored and they want you to know it. Part absurdest documentary and part cinematic realism, Shoplifting from American Apparel moves between the life of the actual writer who has written the popular novel on which the film is based to the mishaps of a ragtag film crew who offer each other challenges to make certain scenes despite unforeseen creative roadblocks.
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SHOPLIFTING FROM AMERICAN APPAREL TO PLAY SELECT THEATERS ACROSS AMERICA
SHOPLIFTING FROM AMERICAN APPAREL will now be playing in select theaters across America. The theaters are as follows:- 12/7 - LA - LOS FELIZ 3
- 12/15 - NYC - INDIESCREEN
- 1/ 3 - PORTLAND -CLINTON STREET THEATER
- 1/5 - SEATTLE - NORTHWEST FILM FORUM
- 1/10 - CLEVELAND - CEDAR LEE THEATER
- 1/12 - SAN FRANCISCO - 4 STAR THEATER
How is this possible?
The fine folks at Local Screen contacted us to run some beta testing with a new distribution model: play anywhere a fan requests via the Internet.
Like PARANORMAL ACTIVITY's advertising model, fans can request SHOPLIFTING to play at a theater near them. But unlike the PARANORMAL ACTIVITY campaign, we don't need to get a million votes to play a theater. Just one request by a fan is all it takes to get the wheels in motion.
Once a request is made, tickets for the film go up for sale on the Local Screen website. If the number of tickets needed to insure the rental of the theater are sold--usually between 20-60 tickets, depending on the size of the theater--then the film will play the city requested.
To kick off this tour, SHOPLIFTING will screen across America at six locations prior to opening up the venue for fans. Like the fan model, we will be pre-selling tickets to insure the theater rental is secured.
For these first screenings, we will personally be attending the events to do a Q&A, give away free signed full color posters (first 20 ticket holders in line), sell DVDs and shirts, have bands, such as THE OHIOANS, DJs, tap dancers--and anything else we can come up with to make each event unique and fun.
If you're interested in joining us at one of these events/screenings, please visit Local Screen or ILIKENIRVANA PRODUCTIONS to purchase a ticket or learn more about some of our other projects.
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FAQS
How long will tickets be on sale?
About a month or so, but you'll want to buy tickets early because there are limited seats for each event.
When are the Q&As?
Right after the screening.
Can I get free tickets for my friends?
No, but you can buy a bunch online and give them away. That would help us get the minimum number of tickets sold to meet theater costs and increase SHOPLIFTING's exposure and potential to play other cities.
Can I buy a bunch of tickets at once?
As many as you want.
Can I request the film to play closer to me?
Yes! If the film is not playing near you, then you can request the film to play close by. Once the film goes live on the local screen.com site, there'll be an easy submission button to make a request. Just make sure you let friends know so the minimum number of tickets are purchased; it's typically a 20 ticket minimum for smaller theaters. ; )
Can I get my DVD, T-shirt, etc., if I already donated for that incentive amount to the Indiegogo campaign when I come to a screening?
Yes! Fans who donated to our Indiegogo fundraising campaign that started it all can bring a picture ID to claim relevant incentives (DVDs, etc.) at screenings. All other donaters will be mailed incentive prizes no later than January 15th, 2013.
What about digital incentives for Indiegogo donaters?
Downloads of digital incentives, such as the Paper Tree Toy and film's soundtrack will be e-mailed to donaters who qualify for those prize giveaways on November 5, 2012.
Can I buy a DVD or T-shirt if I did not donate to the campaign?
Of course. We will have lots of merchandise for sale, including books from the authors and other special guests at the different screenings.
Will DVDs or T-shirts be on sale online?
Yes! DVDs, T-shirts, and other merchandise will go on sale after December 7th on the ilikenirvana.com WEBSITE.
When will the film be available to stream online?
We're discussing that with distributors now. Stay tuned for an update.
Loren Goodman's Top 500 Songs: 271-280
Loren Goodman pieces together pieces from XTC and The Bellamy Brothers for a musical collage that will delight listeners of his continuing list of Top 500 Songs.
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Zombie Bounty Hunter M.D.
The ZOMBIE BOUNTY HUNTER M.D. shoot went well. Camera and audio were solid. We got the opening scene without any issues at all. Mad crazy skills from Stacy A. Smith on the make-up EFX. Great zombie actors as well.
Special thanks to Camp Whittle for letting us shoot up in Big Bear.
I'll edit this first section together and have it out before Halloween.
THE CAMPAIGN
This film will be a Kickstarter campaign and be released as 12 webisodes. The final full length film will be released for digital download with bonus scenes after all 12 webisodes have been released to the public.
Donaters will receive name in credits, first view of webisodes, and different gifts depending on donation level, including zombie apparel, digital downloads, and signed limited release DVDs.
That's the gameplan. I hope all of you help fund this thing. It's going to be funny and moderately scary. I've put the logline below.
Tagline: How many hits do you need to survive?
Logline: A financially struggling film company begins documenting the onset of a real zombie outbreak in Orange County. After posting the first gory attacks, they are convinced they are going to be rich megastars, but Internet commenters describe the clips as "fake" and "unrealistic." Determined to get hits by any means necessary, the production company enlists the help of a Zen priest, a soft-porn star, and a Hollywood stuntman to help them get the hits they need to survive.Read and see more here.
Special Note for SHOPLIFTING donaters: We will be handing out incentives within the year. We're still waiting on hearing about a few more film festivals this month. An official release date will be posted on our Facebook page by November.
Zombie Bounty Hunter Time!! Calling all Zombies!!!!
End of Another Korean Adventure
Today was the last day of courses for the summer term I taught in Seoul, Korea. I had some great students from all over the world. My favorite moment today was a Chinese student giving me a hug and telling me how much the theater course helped him open up and get more confident. This was a big moment in my life. Mostly because I didn't expect it.
I never know if students like the way I'm teaching or not. It's hard for me to gauge because I often push students to the limit of what they might be comfortable with doing. For example, the theater course the student was in began in complete silence, as most of the students had never performed in public, or even talked aloud--since lecture-based classrooms are more the norm outside the US. I could have done a more traditional course, but I just went with the "doing" experience. I don't really know why. I didn't even know if it would work at all.
Surprisingly, the students moved past their initial fears, did some play reading, a few acting exercises, some musical pieces, and then the floodgates started opening full force once we got to explorations in writing.
Then we come to today. The class did four performances of plays that they adapted from stories by Mallory Whitten and Brandon Scott Gorrell. The plays were loose adaptations combining some thematic elements of the pieces, but, for the most part, they were combining all they had learned about focus, spatial presentation, lighting, acting modalities, and, without knowing, creating suspense and humor. The end result was a series of unique pieces on modern technology, hopelessness, and relationships.
To add to the excitement, they then presented final projects of four different films. I was blown away by the hard work, promise, and talent a completely silent class was now exhibiting only six weeks later.
I wonder what would happen in 12 weeks.
Now I'm staring out at the night skyline in Seoul. I can see the concrete buildings with hundreds of dark windows peaking out beneath the trees in front of my balcony. I look down and see some students on a park bench in the courtyard below the dormitory. It's the smoker's spot. No one is smoking though. One of them is leaned over heavily. The other comes up. They do a half-hug, like most dudes do without getting overly weepy. I can't hear anything because I'm five stories up, but I imagine that it goes back and forth with a few quick, "Yeah, man. It was fun." And then maybe another awkward pause. Then there's the picking up of the suitcase.
I watch as one of them walks down the steps and out towards a taxi in the parking lot. The other guy is looking over still hunched over at the bench.
I look back at the skyline. It's darker now. More lights reflected in the skyscrapers. So urban and different than how I grew up.
I think about the endings in my life: Summer camp of 92'--a flash of a pond, my brother wading up to his kness. My sophomore year at University of Delaware: I wanted to stay at the Pencader dorms. I wanted life to continue the way it was. I didn't want an ending, but I knew it was there. Life would not be the same. I just knew it. I looked around to see if anyone was still hanging out. Maybe I could have one more last chat. I could keep it going. I could have another ten minutes of this. I leaned over the railing and--
The street lamps are being switched on automatically. I slide the door closed to the balcony and sit on the sofa by myself. Sogee is in a Starbucks doing her thing. I have nothing to grade or things to do. I just sit on the sofa. Then I realize it: I'm in Seoul for another BIG ending. Last time, I was ready to leave. I was excited for it. Now I know I'm saying a deeper goodbye. I'm not sure when I'll come back. I can sense that this might be the last time for a good long while. It would be nice to hold onto this feelings of loss. I enjoy feeling empty sometimes.
I sit on the sofa for an hour by myself. I fall asleep. I wake up with my hand tingling from sleeping on it in a strange position. I shower. I walk into the bedroom. I pack all my things. I turn on the air conditioner. I fill a water bottle with water. I sit on the sofa. I stand. I sit again. I think:
I'm a little scared, excited, and curious.
I head back to L.A. in a week. I'll be making some webisodes with Brad Warner, finishing a documentary, releasing these other films, and teaching some production classes at UCLA Extension and a performing arts university in Hollywood.
I wonder what this year will be like. I'm so curious.
This'll be nice to write before I die.
So I do.
I never know if students like the way I'm teaching or not. It's hard for me to gauge because I often push students to the limit of what they might be comfortable with doing. For example, the theater course the student was in began in complete silence, as most of the students had never performed in public, or even talked aloud--since lecture-based classrooms are more the norm outside the US. I could have done a more traditional course, but I just went with the "doing" experience. I don't really know why. I didn't even know if it would work at all.
Surprisingly, the students moved past their initial fears, did some play reading, a few acting exercises, some musical pieces, and then the floodgates started opening full force once we got to explorations in writing.
Then we come to today. The class did four performances of plays that they adapted from stories by Mallory Whitten and Brandon Scott Gorrell. The plays were loose adaptations combining some thematic elements of the pieces, but, for the most part, they were combining all they had learned about focus, spatial presentation, lighting, acting modalities, and, without knowing, creating suspense and humor. The end result was a series of unique pieces on modern technology, hopelessness, and relationships.
To add to the excitement, they then presented final projects of four different films. I was blown away by the hard work, promise, and talent a completely silent class was now exhibiting only six weeks later.
I wonder what would happen in 12 weeks.
Now I'm staring out at the night skyline in Seoul. I can see the concrete buildings with hundreds of dark windows peaking out beneath the trees in front of my balcony. I look down and see some students on a park bench in the courtyard below the dormitory. It's the smoker's spot. No one is smoking though. One of them is leaned over heavily. The other comes up. They do a half-hug, like most dudes do without getting overly weepy. I can't hear anything because I'm five stories up, but I imagine that it goes back and forth with a few quick, "Yeah, man. It was fun." And then maybe another awkward pause. Then there's the picking up of the suitcase.
I watch as one of them walks down the steps and out towards a taxi in the parking lot. The other guy is looking over still hunched over at the bench.
I look back at the skyline. It's darker now. More lights reflected in the skyscrapers. So urban and different than how I grew up.
I think about the endings in my life: Summer camp of 92'--a flash of a pond, my brother wading up to his kness. My sophomore year at University of Delaware: I wanted to stay at the Pencader dorms. I wanted life to continue the way it was. I didn't want an ending, but I knew it was there. Life would not be the same. I just knew it. I looked around to see if anyone was still hanging out. Maybe I could have one more last chat. I could keep it going. I could have another ten minutes of this. I leaned over the railing and--
The street lamps are being switched on automatically. I slide the door closed to the balcony and sit on the sofa by myself. Sogee is in a Starbucks doing her thing. I have nothing to grade or things to do. I just sit on the sofa. Then I realize it: I'm in Seoul for another BIG ending. Last time, I was ready to leave. I was excited for it. Now I know I'm saying a deeper goodbye. I'm not sure when I'll come back. I can sense that this might be the last time for a good long while. It would be nice to hold onto this feelings of loss. I enjoy feeling empty sometimes.
I sit on the sofa for an hour by myself. I fall asleep. I wake up with my hand tingling from sleeping on it in a strange position. I shower. I walk into the bedroom. I pack all my things. I turn on the air conditioner. I fill a water bottle with water. I sit on the sofa. I stand. I sit again. I think:
I'm a little scared, excited, and curious.
I head back to L.A. in a week. I'll be making some webisodes with Brad Warner, finishing a documentary, releasing these other films, and teaching some production classes at UCLA Extension and a performing arts university in Hollywood.
I wonder what this year will be like. I'm so curious.
This'll be nice to write before I die.
So I do.
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