Many inspire including: Stanley Kubrick, David Cronenberg, David Lynch, Wong Kar-wai, Ken Loach, Martin Scorsese, Quentin Tarantino, Jean-Luc Godard, Luis Buñuel, Frank Capra, Orson Welles, Alfred Hitchcock, Ingmar Bergman and Wim Wenders.
Festivals
Digitized 05, Portsmouth Screen 06, (Sixty Second Film and Video Festival, Plink Plonk Whirly Whirly Zzzzzzzz Phttt, Shorts: Cut)
Professional Affiliations
Davey B Films, Portsmouth University, Portsmouth City Council
Lost In Stasis's Interests
General
Creative Stuff. Funny Stuff, Timewasting Stuff and Stuff I can eat. I like all kinds of Stuff although I am not friendly with marmite.
Music
I like to hear it so sometimes I listen to other peoples or sometimes I make my own.
Weekly Top Artists
Movies
I once tried to list them all and I failed. I am not going to fall into that trap again.
Let's just say that I like a lot of films and like with the music, sometimes I make my own.
Television
Lost, My name is Earl, Heroes, Battlestar Galactica plus UK comedy such as Garth Marenghi, Simon Pegg, Ricky Gervais, Mitchell and Webb and others of that ilk.
Books
"I'm one of the few people who has written more books than they have read."
Seriously though I like anything from Philip K Dick to Dante Alighieri, Terry Pratchet to Arturo Perez Reverte.
It was dark. Not particularly
remarkable for this time of year, but still, so very dark. The wind whipped
fanatical through outstretched, skeletal fingers of autumnal trees. Callously
chilling those defiant or unfortunate enough to be caught outside. Against a
jagged tree-line the silhouette of a decrepit, vacant barn, looming over the
bleak landscape, could just be identified.
A lone form trudged towards the barn from the village. The stranger's
body angled to fight off the advance of the bitter gale as it struggled relentlessly
to penetrate the inner confines of the figures overcoat. The wind howled and
tore at the man's clothes before triumphantly, ripping the hat from the
man's head and carrying it away into the endless night. The stranger solemnly
watched his fedora float away before shrugging, turning back into the gale,
dipping his hands into once warm pockets and continuing his slow progress toward the old, deserted barn.
For all the wind's shrieking and clawing it could never succeed in ending the
stranger's grim advance and just when it seemed the stalemate might never
end, the stranger reached out with both arms and firmly gripped the handles
of the barn door. Almost immediately the wind subsided - the battle won and
the prize now his. The corners of a smile fading away as his face became strained with effort, he began to draw apart the mouth of this forsaken edifice.
If it was dark outside, then there was a total vacuum of light inside the portal of the aged shelter. The man paused to catch his breath before reaching a single gloved hand into his heavy coat and pulling out a shiny windproof lighter. He reached to his left and pulled an unlit lantern from the inside of the barn door. On the ninth stroke the lighter ignited, causing the black of the barn to become an almost unperceivable shade of grey. He touched the flame to the lantern and slowly, with the rising of the flame, came the awful stomach-turning truth...
Who I'd like to meet: My destiny. Or Bill Oddie because he is like the Dad I already had but wanted a trade with, because I was a spoilt little bastard who was never satisfied.
you cheeky little fucker....i just saw your facebook picture!!! do the words pot, black and kettle mean anything to you. :-P cool pic tho....makes you look all ghetto....saying that yule square had its darkside....ok mainly just your house...or more specifically your room!! later homeboy. x
i have no idea what your talking about..this is exactly how i look!!! :-P just a bit of pop art manipulation...which i know you like...i remember your bedroom walls....your a fan of retouching!!! lol. xx
Hey there ol friend! Would love to come but: yeah I know, but: its all a bit mad. I've moved to London and livin on Ross' sofa and he gets kicked out of the flat next week, thus do I and must spend weekend looking for a noo pad! NumsaiN! But have a goodun and August sounds like a plan Chico!
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Simon its nearly your burfday. But not quite. I'm aboot to move to London. In about 3 hours. Albeit on a sofa in Finsbury Park for the next foo weeks.
Yup, I'm back home. I want to plan another trip. Not on facebook but i'l sign up in a few days. Just got home from work and tired. Norway was awesome tho x
ok will check out your other stuff when I get a chance....and I never meant that you had no friends....quite the opposite in fact. glad your having fun...be cool to catch up....let me know when your next up this way.....xx
emm you look different in yours too.....its the wierd world of the myspace pics.....watched some of your short films and see you are rocking the minimal thing. Are there anymore that I can view....i only watched the three on your page. laters.xx
oh yeah and facebook,myspace and bebo??? gsus boy do you ever have time to see anyone in person. ;-)
Har har hello little lad! Hazzar im not bad pal, still good do with some regular income but its something Im working on still. U got that job in Londinium yet chief? I still wana go there tho I will miss mum tucking me into bed each night and reading a chapter from The Gruffalo. Peace out Napolean.
Forget what bits about that night? The bit when you snogged my mental friend or when you called me "arrogant looking"? Yeah, i've completely forgotten!!! Ha ha
Sorry Portsmouth is dull!! I'm coming back to visit soon which should be fun fun!! Cornwall is still amazing though :-)
