Crowdfunding Chicago: Put Your Support in the Bucket


I moderated a producers panel at the Midwest Independent Film Festival last night, and one of the unexpected pleasures of the evening was meeting the Lucas Brothers. Lifelong South Siders (104th Street), they’ve taught themselves filmmaking skills (“we wanted to go to Columbia but could not afford it,” one told me) and have nearly completed what looks to be a compelling and important documentary about the South Side “Bucket Boys.” They need $25,000 to finish the film, and you can check it out here: https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/743781516/bucket-0 (Brian Hieggelke)

Crowdfunding Some More: Mind Over Mindy

I don’t know these folks yet, but here’s another local film project raising money. Robert Alaniz and his company Sole Productions operate out of the Southwest suburbs and have a decade and several films under their belt. This one includes some familiar faces from sitcoms we actually watch(ed). I bet Larry Thomas looks forward to the day when his name is not always followed by “Soup Nazi.” Perhaps this film will do it.

They’re looking to raise production and post funds, with a campaign end date of August 9. https://www.indiegogo.com/projects/mind-over-mindy-a-robert-alaniz-film (Brian Hieggelke)

Crowdfunding the Meat, Not the Potato Salad: Almost There is Almost There

The latest on us? Meetings, meetings, meetings, reading, reading, reading, watching, watching, watching. More very soon, though.

We’re thinking about a crowdfunding campaign this fall to raise development funds for this project, and to get an early gauge on the breadth of support. But meanwhile, we’ll start sharing campaigns for other films raising funds this way with deep Chicago pedigrees, as part of our mission to support the development of Chicago’s indie film community. [Read more...]

Chicago Film Project Update: Summer is Serious Movie Season

By Brian Hieggelke

We’re now four months into this project, and so far, nothing concrete to share. We’ve received more than our share of local media attention, from the Sunday Tribune to WBEZ to WGN, which has motivated a surge in submissions each time. I can only hope that the actual film we make gets so much love when it comes out. (You can read/listen to the coverage here: http://chicagofilmproject.com/about-chicago-film-project/)

We’ve received dozens and dozens of submissions, liked about one in five enough to ask for complete scripts, and remain interested, to varying degrees, in less than ten projects. I’ve not yet read a script that’s elicited a yell of “Eureka! This is it!” But that’s perhaps not surprising. A fair bit of the material is stuff that’s been around for a while; perhaps projects that have been shopped and turned down, only to get a dust-off and submission to us. That’s not necessarily a bad thing on its face.

Several of the projects are writer-director works; some have producers and even talent attached. The latter is a pervasive phenomenon; the prevailing wisdom in the film business is that talent drives the financing of the project, especially concerning potential for foreign sales. This leads to a fair bit of counterintuitive thinking: an imperative for signing actors with some level of Hollywood exposure rather than simply finding the best actor to play a role, which can really shake up the cost of a project as well as the scheduling, both factors reducing the probability that work gets done. I think this is a mistake as far as nurturing an independent film culture in Chicago. We need to show that films can be made here, and that the talent pool, right here, is outstanding. By doing so, we’ll make our own names who become “known” talents, in the same way that Chicago theater does. (See Tracy Letts.) The famous-talent obsession leads to some odd pitching gymnastics, along the lines of “I’ve got Joe Smith, who appeared on a short-lived cable series a decade ago, attached to play the lead.” Something tells me that, if I haven’t heard of Joe Smith, the guy buying the rights for the Pakistan market won’t have either. [Read more...]

CIMMFest: Hitting the High (and Low) Notes

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The Chicago International Movies & Music Festival’s recently concluded sixth edition seemed to push the still-young festival up toward a new level, as its connection to South by Southwest, both actual (SXSW co-founder Louis Black sits on its board) and spiritual is well-timed in a city increasingly fancying itself as a Midwest answer to Austin’s big event, with a plan for a multi-genre summit forming for next spring.

Though the screenings and concerts remain the center event, the CIMMcon panels are an increasing focus, and the most likely to give the festival the gravitas it needs to break out as a national force. On a sunny Saturday afternoon, May 3, a heavy-duty panel of film industry professionals, including producer Steven A. Jones of Owen Films and Rich Moskal, director of the Chicago Film Office, discussed “Chicago Film Business: Beg, Borrow, or Build” in front of a nearly sold-out audience at the Chop House.

Here are some of the highlights, lowlights and suggestions offered up. [Read more...]

SXSW Day Five: Sweet Home Chic-Austin

imageBy Brian Hieggelke

My final day at the festival was one of brass tacks. The panel entitled “How NOT to Produce Movies” drew a standing-room-only crowd to hear Matthew Mills, Amy Lo, Kim Sherman and Michael Tully share bits of knowledge about how to choose projects (“No one ever feels confident with a script,” said Mills), how to nip bad days on the set in the bud and nuances of casting decisions (casting directors can open the door to agents who might take the film more seriously, said Tully, who landed Susan Sarandon for his upcoming “Ping Pong Summer,” but turned to casting agents to fill out the “name” roles and then cast Ocean City, Maryland locals for the rest).

The panel “In the Lion’s Den,” with director Bob Byington, actors Jason Schwartzman and Tunde Adebimpe, and producer Seana Flanagan, promised frontline insight into a film currently in production (“7 Chinese Brothers”) but turned into a whimsical blowing off of steam for the creative team, it seemed. At least it was funny. [Read more...]

SXSW Day Four: Deep In The Heart of Texas

Arlo & Julie

Arlo & Julie

By Brian Hieggelke

Lunch with our friends/partners who produce Lollapalooza (C3 Presents is based in Austin and produces the other big annual shindig in this town, the Austin City Limits Music Festival, in the fall) meant no time for the convention hall today if I was going to make it to the world premiere of “Arlo & Julie.” I’d met the filmmaker Steve Mims, as well as executive producer Richelle Fatheree and her family, the very first day of the festival, and repeated bump-ins had led to a certain camaraderie. I was anxious to complete the circle by actually seeing the film. The screening was an early afternoon affair at one of the more remote theater locations, so I was somewhat surprised to see the large auditorium full upon arrival. It makes sense, though, since this is one of the hometown favorites, involving local cast and crew, as well as a University of Texas class in its making.

I loved the film. It’s a quirky, charming comedy that briskly recounts the tale of a young couple who start receiving unexplained puzzle pieces in the mail. First one, then two, four, etc. on up to more than 500. The mystery consumes them, and almost consumes their relationship as a family-heirloom painting gets enfolded into the puzzle. The actors playing Arlo and Julie—Alex Dobrenko and Ashley Rae Spillers—apparently, are Austin stalwarts; Mims says he wrote the film for them and it shows in the way they fit so naturally into their roles. But there are several other characters—Arlo’s mega-nerdy co-worker played by Sam Eidson, a loquacious and likable mailman (Chris Doubek) and, especially, another couple who serve as sharp relief to Arlo and Julie (played by Mallory Culbert and Hugo Vargas-Zesati with delicious intensity). Their Rob and Trish are all neurotic, volatile and careerist, in juxtaposition to the “adrift” state our main characters endure. [Read more...]

SXSW Day Three: Animals and Celebrities

imageBy Brian Hieggelke

It doesn’t take long to realize that South By is a waterfall of information, and that you’ll be lucky to ingest a few drops. As life on the “outside” begins to creep in, friends in town, emails from the office, etc., you become consciously aware of all that you must miss. I joined my brother and our old friend and co-worker, Rommel Sulit, who now runs both his own architectural practice in Austin as well as a theater company, for Mexican breakfast at a place called Cisco’s. A delightfully kitschy and popular joint, this would be one of two sit-down meals I’d eat over six days.

Sometimes, the best-sounding panels are the most disappointing. I entered “Future 15s: Indie Film” just in time to hear Dan Berger of Oscilloscope Laboratories (the Beastie Boys-affiliated film distributor) excoriate the audience for the number of bad indie films reaching theatrical distribution, as if those filmmakers in attendance were planning to make bad films. To his colleagues: “If you see bad films, fuck that, sweep them under the rug,” he said, addressing his fellow distributors and exhibitors, more than the makers. Not that anyone would especially argue with such a manifesto.

Berger was followed, unfortunately, by Owen Egerton and Stephanie Trepanier, who delivered platitude-infused pep talks, at widely varying paces, based on their own experiences. I can’t speak for everyone in the room—perhaps some needed it—but skip the encouragement and give me information! [Read more...]

SXSW Day Two: Hipsters with Banana Hammocks

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It’s easy to imagine that those of us who know Austin for SXSW don’t realize that it is, most of the time, a college town not unlike, say, Madison, Wisconsin. That is a big school with a decent academic reputation, a serious sports program and a culture of coeds and frat boys and whatever it is they do these days. SXSW famously got off the ground as a Spring Break filler, wherein the bars were willing to take a flyer on a week when their easy money was on hiatus.

The private after-party for the film “The Heart Machine,” with its thoroughly New York and Brooklyn essence, was sort of surreal, taking place as it did at a joint called Cheer Up Charlie’s, with its signature drink, the Banana Hammock. Though inclined to think it was booked (it was a co-party with another film and, true to its indie ethos, had a cash bar) with an ironic smirk, it didn’t seem to matter. Never so well have throbbing dance floor beats and Ulysses S. Grant beards blended so well. What the heck: the movie just had its world premiere, folks seemed to like it (more on that later) and Bushwick’s like 2,000 miles away. Sometimes it feels good to forget about appearances and just cut loose. This seemed like a perfectly good image with which to end a cold and rainy day, but on my way home, I passed the transformed Red 7 Bar (see the photo), a celebration of the upcoming TV series of Robert Rodriguez’s “From Dusk to Dawn,” and I could not help but think that that party was costing more than the entire budget of his first film.

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SXSW Day One: Messin’ with Texas

imageBy Brian Hieggelke

South by Southwest Film, held annually in Austin the week before the legendary music festival, has emerged as arguably the nation’s leading festival for new and truly independent film and filmmakers. (Though I’ve not been, Sundance seems to have been overtaken by more established filmmakers and studios, albeit still at the artful, indie end of the spectrum.) As one panelist said at an opening day “Insider’s Guide” session, “this festival is all about discovery,” and notable recent debuts here include Chicago’s Joe Swanberg and the birth of the mumblecore movement, as well as Lena Dunham with her pre-“Girls” “Tiny Furniture.”

The film festival coincides with SXSW Interactive which, thanks in part to the launch of both Twitter and Foursquare here, has become the nation’s top annual digital gathering as well. The streets of this bursting-at-the-seams city are awash in venture capital being burned in all forms of splendor, from the takeovers of various local bars, gas stations, whatever, to every kind of marketing gimmickry imaginable, to the hordes of digerati roaming 6th Street in search of the hottest private party. It all makes for a sensory assault upon arrival.

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