19th April 2024
As I walked towards the door I heard the chirp of a car alarm being activated. I
hesitated, but the aroma of cooking took over and I kept going. It was the kind of
smell that makes you feel like eating even though you are not particularly hungry.
There, in the kitchen, was Phyl preparing a snack for the
‘Rumblers’.
It was ‘Rumble Night’ and there were 16 members and 8 visitors present.
During the day groups of more than one had been struggling to make a movie which,
apart from telling a story, had to include a sentence and an object.
According to the rules, entries had to be in on time to allow viewing to commence at
7.30, prompt. Say no more.
The presentation was also being ‘Zoomed’ around the Country – well to Sydney,
Lilydale and Mooroolbark anyway. All links were made and drivers on the grid
were eagerly awaiting the starter to pick up a microphone.
A little while later (see Norman, I can be polite), we got under
way. Norman announced that there were no shorts. (I wondered
why Joe was at the back of the hall), but wait, there was one from
Matt.
The Cycle of Life had all of the ‘Mattisms’ we’ve come to know
and appreciate. His movies go from strength to strength. Perhaps it is
a weird sense of humour, but quite a few of us were chuckling at
both scenes and commentary. The movie belted along with so much
content that I couldn’t make notes and view at the same time. With
the usual excellent animation he took us through the life cycles of
basic creatures with the typical outcome of disappearing up the
fundamental orifice. Roll over ‘Monty Python”.
Gary H then took the floor for the main attraction. The Rumble
Show.
Explaining the rules took a little time. Judging was different from
the norm. There were muffled threats about voting and several
attempts at bribery. Best offer from G.H was to share a pen and $5
to vote for a certain movie.
Onward, and, as it happened, upward with
the first movie from the GH/JM group.
Heavenly ‘B’ Roll showed a quite bemused
entrant before the ‘Pearly Gates’.
Unexpectedly Peter wasn’t in charge. An
aggressive female stand-in showed the
prospective entrant a few of his movie errors
and waved off his feeble attempts at excuses.
Given the ecclesiastical boot, he ended back – on his back -on earth. Still confused.
The Birdwatcher went on a trip to a local park –
to look for the feathered variety (at least that’s
what we were meant to believe). A very clear
sign advised against leaving valuables in the
vehicle. To say it was taken rather literally would
be an understatement,
To the strains of The Last Gunfighter, Helmut et.al.
showed stills from sketches and other images of the ‘Wild
West’. It takes some effort to fit stills to music and tell a
story.
Normans group produced a movie about an elderly gentlemen
who, everyone thought, was losing his marbles. (not the round
kind). The old boy was talking to a young lady (no fault there) and
complaining about others. A younger person who might be a
believer, arrived to speak to the young woman, who turns out to be
a ghost. (very healthy looking too). Unfortunately, his (the young
guy) motive was a bit mercenary wanting the next Tattslotto
results. The old fellow angrily sent him on his way – and then
produced a blank entry form of his own– at which time the young lady ghost had had
enough and faded. Nothing like a good fade to end a movie.
The Importance of being Ernest showed Elizabeth’s Springer
Spaniel (hope that’s correct), Ernest, and how he fits into the
household. Whatever else happens in a movie, an animal steals
the limelight.
From our Sydney friends - Group 42 (age, membership, or out of thin air?), and here
I apologize – I forget the title. Titles don’t matter when a theft is carried out – by two
of the fairer and weaker sex. Mutter, mutter.
Having successfully escaped with bags of upmarket gear, there is dismay at the
apparent loss of the diamond haul. As they make to return to the scene of the crime
(well, you would wouldn’t you?) it rains. The consequent up going of the umbrella
yields the bag of good stuff.
During all of these movies I scribbled furiously making notes, in the dark. Turning to
my ‘friend’ Joe, I remarked that I hoped I could make sense of my notes. His rather
hurtful reply was “they never make sense anyway”. Guess who is reporting next
meeting. See a photo at the end.
My notes can’t do justice to the movies and the efforts which go into making them.
Perhaps a second viewing or a link to where they can be seen again
Members were asked to nominate the movie which they liked best and the slips were
gathered for tallying.
Before the evening started, Norman’s better half, Trudy, (ok, I’m a crawler), brought
in some sandwiches and pies for the interval and Norman announced the break.
Afterwards, Norman asked a member from each group to speak about the story-line
and making of the movie.
Then the result was announced.
First was the Geoff and John’s production of The Birdwatcher.
Second was Heavenly ‘B’ Roll, the almost trip upstairs, by Gary H and Joe.
Third was Group 42’s entry from Sydney.
Congratulations to everyone. To script, shoot and produce a movie within nine hours
is quite an undertaking. There might be more on this later in the year.
So, another entertaining evening came to an end. Although we might have started just
a little later than expected, all went well, as did Phyl’s home made pizza. Some
members worked so hard they didn’t have time to eat during the day!!! Some who
didn’t make a movie couldn’t resist the aroma. Thanks Phyl.
Thanks also to Trudy for bringing tasty snacks.
A big thanks to;
Helmut and Ron at the computer.
Tim at the Zoom controls.
Brian for once again taking our money and supplying the raffles prizes. Not so sure
about Gary’s random number generated. (I mean on his phone of course).
Future Topics;
May 3rd ‘In the realm of…’
May 17th’ ;No Exit’
Important date; April 24th Ron is 29.
Happy Birthday Ron
I’m not sure how these pictures will present! Resizing them seems to create some
blurring. The originals look good in Photoshop, so fingers crossed it is my eyes. No
comment thank you Joe.
Cheers,
Jack
hesitated, but the aroma of cooking took over and I kept going. It was the kind of
smell that makes you feel like eating even though you are not particularly hungry.
There, in the kitchen, was Phyl preparing a snack for the
‘Rumblers’.
It was ‘Rumble Night’ and there were 16 members and 8 visitors present.
During the day groups of more than one had been struggling to make a movie which,
apart from telling a story, had to include a sentence and an object.
According to the rules, entries had to be in on time to allow viewing to commence at
7.30, prompt. Say no more.
The presentation was also being ‘Zoomed’ around the Country – well to Sydney,
Lilydale and Mooroolbark anyway. All links were made and drivers on the grid
were eagerly awaiting the starter to pick up a microphone.
A little while later (see Norman, I can be polite), we got under
way. Norman announced that there were no shorts. (I wondered
why Joe was at the back of the hall), but wait, there was one from
Matt.
The Cycle of Life had all of the ‘Mattisms’ we’ve come to know
and appreciate. His movies go from strength to strength. Perhaps it is
a weird sense of humour, but quite a few of us were chuckling at
both scenes and commentary. The movie belted along with so much
content that I couldn’t make notes and view at the same time. With
the usual excellent animation he took us through the life cycles of
basic creatures with the typical outcome of disappearing up the
fundamental orifice. Roll over ‘Monty Python”.
Gary H then took the floor for the main attraction. The Rumble
Show.
Explaining the rules took a little time. Judging was different from
the norm. There were muffled threats about voting and several
attempts at bribery. Best offer from G.H was to share a pen and $5
to vote for a certain movie.
Onward, and, as it happened, upward with
the first movie from the GH/JM group.
Heavenly ‘B’ Roll showed a quite bemused
entrant before the ‘Pearly Gates’.
Unexpectedly Peter wasn’t in charge. An
aggressive female stand-in showed the
prospective entrant a few of his movie errors
and waved off his feeble attempts at excuses.
Given the ecclesiastical boot, he ended back – on his back -on earth. Still confused.
The Birdwatcher went on a trip to a local park –
to look for the feathered variety (at least that’s
what we were meant to believe). A very clear
sign advised against leaving valuables in the
vehicle. To say it was taken rather literally would
be an understatement,
To the strains of The Last Gunfighter, Helmut et.al.
showed stills from sketches and other images of the ‘Wild
West’. It takes some effort to fit stills to music and tell a
story.
Normans group produced a movie about an elderly gentlemen
who, everyone thought, was losing his marbles. (not the round
kind). The old boy was talking to a young lady (no fault there) and
complaining about others. A younger person who might be a
believer, arrived to speak to the young woman, who turns out to be
a ghost. (very healthy looking too). Unfortunately, his (the young
guy) motive was a bit mercenary wanting the next Tattslotto
results. The old fellow angrily sent him on his way – and then
produced a blank entry form of his own– at which time the young lady ghost had had
enough and faded. Nothing like a good fade to end a movie.
The Importance of being Ernest showed Elizabeth’s Springer
Spaniel (hope that’s correct), Ernest, and how he fits into the
household. Whatever else happens in a movie, an animal steals
the limelight.
From our Sydney friends - Group 42 (age, membership, or out of thin air?), and here
I apologize – I forget the title. Titles don’t matter when a theft is carried out – by two
of the fairer and weaker sex. Mutter, mutter.
Having successfully escaped with bags of upmarket gear, there is dismay at the
apparent loss of the diamond haul. As they make to return to the scene of the crime
(well, you would wouldn’t you?) it rains. The consequent up going of the umbrella
yields the bag of good stuff.
During all of these movies I scribbled furiously making notes, in the dark. Turning to
my ‘friend’ Joe, I remarked that I hoped I could make sense of my notes. His rather
hurtful reply was “they never make sense anyway”. Guess who is reporting next
meeting. See a photo at the end.
My notes can’t do justice to the movies and the efforts which go into making them.
Perhaps a second viewing or a link to where they can be seen again
Members were asked to nominate the movie which they liked best and the slips were
gathered for tallying.
Before the evening started, Norman’s better half, Trudy, (ok, I’m a crawler), brought
in some sandwiches and pies for the interval and Norman announced the break.
Afterwards, Norman asked a member from each group to speak about the story-line
and making of the movie.
Then the result was announced.
First was the Geoff and John’s production of The Birdwatcher.
Second was Heavenly ‘B’ Roll, the almost trip upstairs, by Gary H and Joe.
Third was Group 42’s entry from Sydney.
Congratulations to everyone. To script, shoot and produce a movie within nine hours
is quite an undertaking. There might be more on this later in the year.
So, another entertaining evening came to an end. Although we might have started just
a little later than expected, all went well, as did Phyl’s home made pizza. Some
members worked so hard they didn’t have time to eat during the day!!! Some who
didn’t make a movie couldn’t resist the aroma. Thanks Phyl.
Thanks also to Trudy for bringing tasty snacks.
A big thanks to;
Helmut and Ron at the computer.
Tim at the Zoom controls.
Brian for once again taking our money and supplying the raffles prizes. Not so sure
about Gary’s random number generated. (I mean on his phone of course).
Future Topics;
May 3rd ‘In the realm of…’
May 17th’ ;No Exit’
Important date; April 24th Ron is 29.
Happy Birthday Ron
I’m not sure how these pictures will present! Resizing them seems to create some
blurring. The originals look good in Photoshop, so fingers crossed it is my eyes. No
comment thank you Joe.
Cheers,
Jack
