A new film, from the Kubrickian director, Dean Noble.
Voices from Dean Noble on Vimeo.
http://www.megavideo.com/?v=KIYB742R
"road to Road Trip Colour Performance"
"Oggilante vanilla."
"Anyone could train you but nobody could guide you like Kubrick who would be a personal egotist for the film. That film has better light. Words are gonna come out. In other words a new born baby is going to come out."
A cartoon scene of a dream. Sitting on the stairs with my friend at his parent's house.
"By what shows much plays much."
A picture of beer bottles emerge. Narrator, yours truly's voice, "And to that extent, beers."
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Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Voices
A new film, from the Kubrickian director, Dean Noble.
Voices from Dean Noble on Vimeo.
Alas, this is just the intro.
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Voices from Dean Noble on Vimeo.
Alas, this is just the intro.
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Friday, March 27, 2009
Down's Syndrome
Down's Syndrome
Down's Syndrome from Dean Noble on Vimeo.
Named after Dr John Langdon Down who first diagnosed the disease in 1866.
http://www.cweb.tv/video/Downs_Syndrome
http://www.megavideo.com/?v=J6R40X8R
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Down's Syndrome from Dean Noble on Vimeo.
Named after Dr John Langdon Down who first diagnosed the disease in 1866.
http://www.cweb.tv/video/Downs_Syndrome
http://www.megavideo.com/?v=J6R40X8R
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Monday, March 16, 2009
Danny The Champion Of The World
Danny The Champion of the World
Roald Dahl
http://www.megavideo.com/?v=1WJSWSC3
Danny The Champion Of The World
A few years ago, author Roald Dahl wrote a book which was to change the lives of millions of readers. It is about a boy and his father who happened to be a pheasant hunter.
1935
At the edge of a woods, there was a petrol pumping station which Danny's father owned. Next to that was an old gyspy vardo which they lived in.
Every night, Danny's father told him stories about the pheasants that lived a few miles down the road in a well known place called Hazell's woods, named after a rich fat publican who was the owner of the estate which the woods were located at.
One night, Danny awoke at 2:10 in the morning and saw that his father was not in his bed where he should be. He figured that his father was at Hazell's wood. Riding an Austin Martin, he drove to Hazell's wood. A Police car flashed its lights. Danny drove the car through a gap in the hedge and the Police drove past him.
He found his father in the woods with a sprained ankle. "I sprained my ankle. You will have to help me get to the car." Danny supported his father using his shoulders and then drove the car back to the gas station.
Back at the gypsy vardo, Danny asked his father about hunting pheasants. "You must have taken a shotgun with you, yeah?" Danny's father said, "No no. Every estate owner and their guards would hear something like that. There is a secret, wait for it. Raisins. Pheasants love raisins.
One secret is called the horsehair stopper. Get a hair from the tail of a horse, careful that the horse doesn't kick you! Then cut the hairs into half inch lengths and thread them through a raisin. Go to a forest and throw them on the ground. The pheasant eats this and because of the irritation the horsehair causes, the pheasant will stand pumping its neck up and down and will not move. You can even spray a garden hose on it, and it will not move.
Another trick is to put some raisins at the bottom of a paper cone and coat the sides of the cone with honey. The pheasant will go for the raisin at the bottom of the cone and wind up with a paper cone over its head.
The time for the upcoming Annual Pheasant Hunt had arrived. All the rich fat hogs would be at Hazell's wood poaching, Danny's father explained. The rich all drunk go out there to hunt pheasants that have been fattened all year and are sluggish. Then they hire handlers to beat the grass in which the pheasants are hiding, and the rich shoot the pheasants that are flying. Boom!
Danny asked about using sleeping pills to drug the raisins. Danny's father thought that was a brilliant idea and summoned Doctor Spencer.
Doctor Spenser was the local doctor who attended to the needs of the community. On a visit to the gypsy vardo where Danny and his father were living, the doctor after giving them a basic physical check up said, "I can get you all the sleeping pills you need."
The day of the great pheasant hunt arrived and Danny awoke expecting his father to be up and ready to hunt some pheasants, using the drugged raisins. However, he saw Doctor Spenser at the front yard of the vardo. Also there was Sgt Samways the Police Officer who was in the Police car that night. It seemed that Danny's father had unexpected died a couple of hours earlier.
Danny was to be remanded to a borstal.
Danny's father awoke to a Spring morning that was shimmering and bright. He recognized the river bank where his gas station was, but instead, the gas station was gone as if he was visiting that land in a form when it was younger, in the distant past before the gas station was built. He looked up and up in the sky over the river, he saw heavenly pheasant in the sky in which its tail stretched forever and ever.
Production notes: This will be a loosely abridged adaptation with no attempt to be faithful to the story.
Roald Dahl
http://www.megavideo.com/?v=1WJSWSC3
Danny The Champion Of The World
A few years ago, author Roald Dahl wrote a book which was to change the lives of millions of readers. It is about a boy and his father who happened to be a pheasant hunter.
1935
At the edge of a woods, there was a petrol pumping station which Danny's father owned. Next to that was an old gyspy vardo which they lived in.
Every night, Danny's father told him stories about the pheasants that lived a few miles down the road in a well known place called Hazell's woods, named after a rich fat publican who was the owner of the estate which the woods were located at.
One night, Danny awoke at 2:10 in the morning and saw that his father was not in his bed where he should be. He figured that his father was at Hazell's wood. Riding an Austin Martin, he drove to Hazell's wood. A Police car flashed its lights. Danny drove the car through a gap in the hedge and the Police drove past him.
He found his father in the woods with a sprained ankle. "I sprained my ankle. You will have to help me get to the car." Danny supported his father using his shoulders and then drove the car back to the gas station.
Back at the gypsy vardo, Danny asked his father about hunting pheasants. "You must have taken a shotgun with you, yeah?" Danny's father said, "No no. Every estate owner and their guards would hear something like that. There is a secret, wait for it. Raisins. Pheasants love raisins.
One secret is called the horsehair stopper. Get a hair from the tail of a horse, careful that the horse doesn't kick you! Then cut the hairs into half inch lengths and thread them through a raisin. Go to a forest and throw them on the ground. The pheasant eats this and because of the irritation the horsehair causes, the pheasant will stand pumping its neck up and down and will not move. You can even spray a garden hose on it, and it will not move.
Another trick is to put some raisins at the bottom of a paper cone and coat the sides of the cone with honey. The pheasant will go for the raisin at the bottom of the cone and wind up with a paper cone over its head.
The time for the upcoming Annual Pheasant Hunt had arrived. All the rich fat hogs would be at Hazell's wood poaching, Danny's father explained. The rich all drunk go out there to hunt pheasants that have been fattened all year and are sluggish. Then they hire handlers to beat the grass in which the pheasants are hiding, and the rich shoot the pheasants that are flying. Boom!
Danny asked about using sleeping pills to drug the raisins. Danny's father thought that was a brilliant idea and summoned Doctor Spencer.
Doctor Spenser was the local doctor who attended to the needs of the community. On a visit to the gypsy vardo where Danny and his father were living, the doctor after giving them a basic physical check up said, "I can get you all the sleeping pills you need."
The day of the great pheasant hunt arrived and Danny awoke expecting his father to be up and ready to hunt some pheasants, using the drugged raisins. However, he saw Doctor Spenser at the front yard of the vardo. Also there was Sgt Samways the Police Officer who was in the Police car that night. It seemed that Danny's father had unexpected died a couple of hours earlier.
Danny was to be remanded to a borstal.
Danny's father awoke to a Spring morning that was shimmering and bright. He recognized the river bank where his gas station was, but instead, the gas station was gone as if he was visiting that land in a form when it was younger, in the distant past before the gas station was built. He looked up and up in the sky over the river, he saw heavenly pheasant in the sky in which its tail stretched forever and ever.
Production notes: This will be a loosely abridged adaptation with no attempt to be faithful to the story.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
The Three Cows
The Three Cows
Joseph Jacobs The Three Cows complete movie
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Three Cows opening from Dean Noble on Vimeo.
3 cows intro from Dean Noble on Vimeo.
3 cows Narrated segment from Dean Noble on Vimeo.
Three cows end credits from Dean Noble on Vimeo.
http://www.cweb.tv/video/The_Three_Cows
I have a new friend. www.cweb.tv
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Joseph Jacobs The Three Cows complete movie
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Three Cows opening from Dean Noble on Vimeo.
3 cows intro from Dean Noble on Vimeo.
3 cows Narrated segment from Dean Noble on Vimeo.
Three cows end credits from Dean Noble on Vimeo.
http://www.cweb.tv/video/The_Three_Cows
I have a new friend. www.cweb.tv
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Thursday, March 5, 2009
The Cat And The Fiddle
The Cat And The Fiddle
http://www.megavideo.com/?v=42FO6M6M
The Cat And The Fiddle from Dean Noble on Vimeo.
Hey Diddle Diddle
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon.
The little dog laughed to see such sport,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.
The Cat And The Fiddle end credits from Dean Noble on Vimeo.
The Friendly Giant, opening and closing credits. Watch the closing credits. The cow jumped over the moon.
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http://www.megavideo.com/?v=42FO6M6M
The Cat And The Fiddle from Dean Noble on Vimeo.
Hey Diddle Diddle
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon.
The little dog laughed to see such sport,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.
The Cat And The Fiddle end credits from Dean Noble on Vimeo.
The Friendly Giant, opening and closing credits. Watch the closing credits. The cow jumped over the moon.
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Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Dream March 1, 2009
Dream March 1st A Nooner
Dream, March 1, 2009 from Dean Noble on Vimeo.
http://video.google.ca/videoplay?docid=2108204681256487465
http://www.megavideo.com/?v=K53PIVCN
In a living room theatre lobby. Air sword thrusts, I am not actually holding a sword. I do sword thrusts in the air, flying as I do so. But I always fall. I then do a choreography including flying sword thrusts and somersaults over sofas. Someone who happens to be standing there says, "That's pretty good."
Teleport to a park. Baseball diamond. I astral project swimming, about five feet about the ground. Then I think, if I could swim fly and not fall, why couldn't I do flying air sword thrusts and not fall, and utitilizing swimming in the air and sword thrusting at the same time, I did a few good air sword thrust moves including a good aikido move. Then I rise up a little and fly forward, fast. My aim is off and I fly into a bunch of flag poles on a street triangle, Georgia and Bute in Vancouver, near Stanley Park, I involuntarily veer to the left, nearly crashing into a building.
I fly on a see a guy who I knew as old, but looking young. European guy, with a black navy jacket, he was walking towards me, he was walking a ten speed bike the bike on his right hand side. His eyes were Oriental. He was in his 40s although now, he is in his 60s. Like as often happens when seeing someone who is in their 40s in a dream, his hair was standing straight up. Then I swim like a sea turtle, warm, vivid, I know I am astral projecting for sure, I vaguely recall that video I did The Astal Projection Swim Dance, as I was doing this, and I swim even more meaningfully. Someone unseen, Chinese, on the ground, says audibly, "Yow soy." observantly. That means swimming, like they are talking about my astral projecting swim. I then fly up a hill, Powell and Main. I see a man painting, only the back of his pants are exposed to the street. Black pants with a lattice work of vertical and horizontal blue stripes forming a grid. Pattern pants. Then I see a white car with the word Ghost painted on it in 60's style psychedelic font lettering, and coloured pastel purple as if it were placed there waiting for me. Across the street, I see a car park surrounded by a green chain link fence. Still a vivid dream, I stop in the middle of the street, looking at the painted solid yellow and broken white lines thinking, "What am I doing here? Where am I wanting to go?"
This dream is difficult to draw pictures of. Complex scenery.
*Note, never mind the form five free floating phantasms of Ghostbusters. There are many kinds of ghosts that appear in dreams. a) Wearing athletic shirts. And just who are these people wearing athletic shirts? I can't think that they are actual athletes. I don't think that the NBA would ever draft the likes of them! b)Hair standing straight up. c)With stubble. d)That 60s style lettering I have seen before in a dream; that store with the Style Council cassette tape deck. e) Southeast Asian ghosts often with sweat running down their face, sweat beads, and also tan. f) Ghosts often seem like teenagers seen from the corner of your eyes.
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Dream March 9, 2009
Dream March 9, 2009 from Dean Noble on Vimeo.
I see an old man through a store window, the barbeque pork shop on the Southwest corner of Gore and Keefer. He is wearing a plaid shirt, he is sitting bolt upright, ramrod straight, a ghostly posture.
I have seen this man before. Always that plaid shirt. My grandfather who although he died in his 80s appears in dreams in his young 60s, probably hearkening to how he appeared when I first met him.
Once when I was living at the ****** Hotel in Vancouver I had a dream of this man wearing the plaid shirt. A gentle presence. I remember waking up with tears running down my face. It was my grandfather.
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Dream, March 1, 2009 from Dean Noble on Vimeo.
http://video.google.ca/videoplay?docid=2108204681256487465
http://www.megavideo.com/?v=K53PIVCN
In a living room theatre lobby. Air sword thrusts, I am not actually holding a sword. I do sword thrusts in the air, flying as I do so. But I always fall. I then do a choreography including flying sword thrusts and somersaults over sofas. Someone who happens to be standing there says, "That's pretty good."
Teleport to a park. Baseball diamond. I astral project swimming, about five feet about the ground. Then I think, if I could swim fly and not fall, why couldn't I do flying air sword thrusts and not fall, and utitilizing swimming in the air and sword thrusting at the same time, I did a few good air sword thrust moves including a good aikido move. Then I rise up a little and fly forward, fast. My aim is off and I fly into a bunch of flag poles on a street triangle, Georgia and Bute in Vancouver, near Stanley Park, I involuntarily veer to the left, nearly crashing into a building.
I fly on a see a guy who I knew as old, but looking young. European guy, with a black navy jacket, he was walking towards me, he was walking a ten speed bike the bike on his right hand side. His eyes were Oriental. He was in his 40s although now, he is in his 60s. Like as often happens when seeing someone who is in their 40s in a dream, his hair was standing straight up. Then I swim like a sea turtle, warm, vivid, I know I am astral projecting for sure, I vaguely recall that video I did The Astal Projection Swim Dance, as I was doing this, and I swim even more meaningfully. Someone unseen, Chinese, on the ground, says audibly, "Yow soy." observantly. That means swimming, like they are talking about my astral projecting swim. I then fly up a hill, Powell and Main. I see a man painting, only the back of his pants are exposed to the street. Black pants with a lattice work of vertical and horizontal blue stripes forming a grid. Pattern pants. Then I see a white car with the word Ghost painted on it in 60's style psychedelic font lettering, and coloured pastel purple as if it were placed there waiting for me. Across the street, I see a car park surrounded by a green chain link fence. Still a vivid dream, I stop in the middle of the street, looking at the painted solid yellow and broken white lines thinking, "What am I doing here? Where am I wanting to go?"
This dream is difficult to draw pictures of. Complex scenery.
*Note, never mind the form five free floating phantasms of Ghostbusters. There are many kinds of ghosts that appear in dreams. a) Wearing athletic shirts. And just who are these people wearing athletic shirts? I can't think that they are actual athletes. I don't think that the NBA would ever draft the likes of them! b)Hair standing straight up. c)With stubble. d)That 60s style lettering I have seen before in a dream; that store with the Style Council cassette tape deck. e) Southeast Asian ghosts often with sweat running down their face, sweat beads, and also tan. f) Ghosts often seem like teenagers seen from the corner of your eyes.
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Dream March 9, 2009
Dream March 9, 2009 from Dean Noble on Vimeo.
I see an old man through a store window, the barbeque pork shop on the Southwest corner of Gore and Keefer. He is wearing a plaid shirt, he is sitting bolt upright, ramrod straight, a ghostly posture.
I have seen this man before. Always that plaid shirt. My grandfather who although he died in his 80s appears in dreams in his young 60s, probably hearkening to how he appeared when I first met him.
Once when I was living at the ****** Hotel in Vancouver I had a dream of this man wearing the plaid shirt. A gentle presence. I remember waking up with tears running down my face. It was my grandfather.
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