2011 Trailer Contest

It all start­ed with a missed phone call and a voice mail left by my pal Bedard. And in this voice mail he said, “Hey Graunke, it’s Bedard…uhm…they–and they’re hav­ing a trail­er con­test that I think your uh…your uh…your uh …your Bas­tards one would work for. Give me a call back some­time. Thanks, bye.” And with that we were off…sorta.

A phone call returned. Anoth­er mes­sage in response. Anoth­er phone call. An actu­al con­ver­sa­tion. A web­site link. A meet­ing. A bar. A piz­za. Beers. And a script. And with that we were off…sorta.

Hmm­m­mm, maybe I should take three or four steps back.

‘Graunke’ is me.

‘Bedard’ is a grad­u­ate with a film degree and a tech­ni­cal juggernaut/freelance media pro­duc­tion worker/life coach work­ing out of Far­go, ND that I met and became friends with while we were both college.

‘your Bas­tards’ is actu­al­ly refer­ring to a con­cept we had thought up togeth­er to make a series of shorts in the old pre-movie week­ly 15–20 minute ser­i­al fash­ion. The con­cept was a mod­ern day spin to the super/mad sci­ence fic­tion genre of the atom­ic age, you know, where every­thing was explained by radi­a­tion. The project is actu­al­ly titled ‘The Coali­tion of Inge­nious Moth­er Fuck­ers’ and a 20 page pilot script was written.

‘they’ is refer­ring to the Min­neapo­lis Under­ground Film Festival’s 2011 trail­er con­test, to which you can find more infor­ma­tion about through this link.

‘A piz­za’ was a 3 Meat, Piz­za Cor­ner, piz­za and it was delicious.

Fast for­ward back to now. We have pared down the script to visu­als that will con­vey the tone and sto­ry of the pilot. We dis­cussed spe­cial effects and icon­ic imagery to ide­al­ly keep the butts in the seats. We’ve cre­at­ed a loose pro­duc­tion schedule/requirements list. Sto­ry boards are under­way. More phone calls have been made. More beers have been drank. And with that we are off…sorta.

Sor­ta? Yeah, sor­ta! Cast­ing. Props. Loca­tions. Gear. Sound. Music. Spe­cial Effects. Post pro­duc­tion. Ren­der­ing. Edit­ing. This pro­mo type up.

Wait–This pro­mo type up?

Yeah, Nolan said I need­ed to do a pro­mo type up for this con­test for the website.

Fuck this pro­mo type up. I got work to do, Nolan.

-Chris