Almost exactly a year ago I called Nigel Forde to try to convince him to play the role of the dean. He agreed and I was elated.
Nigel is, amongst other things, a profound wordsmith. His poetry is intense, witty and rustic. Here is a new poem of his. If at all possible read it out loud:
The world turns north; our bonfires drown in smoke.
In old walls, dusty angels hide among the bones and hair
Of mice. They murmur; they furl their huge grey wings and whisper
As the cold comes squeezing through ancient mortar.
They tell us this new month has been a feast. A lace
Of snow has melted on the hills, frozen again, melted,
And the indoor tree has swayed in draughts from years before;
Melted, like snow, in candlelight, in firelight’s glow.
Orion, one midnight, loosened his belt, and cold, pure cold,
Froze sheep and stalled all stars but one; and the seas
Sang, and words left all meaning in the ferns of frost
And the moon bled whiteness on the dreams of men.
Shadows still shiver in that shout of light, and on a stable door
Which may be pushed until it opens wide, or shuts
Cold and immoveable, on what may still be dreams or echoes:
Echoes of a whisper from some dusty, necessary angel.
I’m still editing away at this most idiosyncratic of projects and it’s equally invigorating and draining. Next week a handful of people will have a full edit of the film to critique [minus the score, foley, soundmix or colour correction] over the Christmas break. We’re gonna nail this whole thing in early 2013 God-willing.
There’s some progress on the score and the soundscapes thanks to Bobbie Gardner and Pete Yelding.
My friend George Aytoun is doing some beautiful typographical design for The Quickener publicity and t-shirts. Soon I’ll be able to show you some of this music and design.
Many of you have probably seen this ‘Assassins & Bodyguards’ video already, which was mainly shot on the set of The Quickener by stills man Nathan Kellum and camera assistant John Alcock.
Alex aka Mantis aka Eckhardt [who's got an e.p. out] spits lyrics with a whole-hearted intensity in this 3 act theological rap video.
Near the end of the video you can see some of the crew together at the wrap party at the back of the Bull’s Head. 1990s Golden Era style beats, 1920s style sepia, medieval embodiments of spiritual forces and Alex the wretched human’s lyrics are as sharp and current as ever.
More photos from April’s film shoot – another forest, but no hobbits to be seen. Shame.
More updates next week!