Monday, 20 February 2012

Sightseeing In Middle Earth

Sightseeing In Middle Earth
High nerd related content article.


I’ve always been an avid reader and when I was younger I had a passion for the fantasy genre, I was given the Lord of the Rings when I was a teenager by my sister as a present and devoured it. Though in reality a very drawn out saga it led to a whole new interest and it was through this I discovered authors like Raymond E Fiest and David Eddings and then back peddled onto Isaac Asimov and Ray Bradbury. I know other who did the same with the Earthsea series and younger kids today with Harry Potter and Eragon.
It wasn’t until the film trilogy produced by Peter Jackson that Lord of the Rings became truly accessible and my favourite movie series of all time. The rather wordy and ponderous story came to life with modern technology and story telling methods. There is no denying the story is a classic and without it we wouldn’t have the rich treasure of stories that followed but we have to realize it was written by an English professor with an interest in languages more than 60 years ago to an entirely different audience. I still find it hard to accept it was originally classed as a children’s book.

The point is I loved the movies and they gave me a deeper understanding of the story of The Lord of the Rings as a whole as well as an increased interest in the movie making process as well as concept art, computer graphics, animation and production methods. I have all sorts of books based around the movie as well collectibles in all shapes and sizes, so when the opportunity arose to nick over to Wellington in New Zealand to tour some of the locations and visit the world famous Weta Workshop.
Arriving in Wellington, I half expected to see big signs and banners regaling “Home of the Ring” and that sort of stuff , especially since this was the city that when it hosted the premier for the last movie the Return of the King it had a red carpet kilometres long and more people who live in the city lined the streets. But I was to be disappointed; the eight days I was in Wellington I didn’t see any such advertising or promotion. It has been ten years since the last movie release, they have just moved on.
This is also the town that King Kong and a large chunk of Avatar was also made. The city has so much more going for it and it knows it.

Good on them I say.

This doesn’t mean a vibrant and professional little industry hasn’t capitalized on the popularity of the movies.
I booked our tour in Australia but it was easy enough to do in town - Wellington tourist bureau in the city centre are absolute gems and they never seem to shut! –we even had a couple people who jumped off a cruise ship for the day to join us.
We were picked up by our guide Phil in a lovely new SUV with all the modern comforts all up their was seven off us including our tour guide. Phil was well qualified having played six characters as an extra in the trilogy as well as being a part time sound recordist in the TV industry.
His roles included (for the nerds) an Uruk-hai, an Eastlaling, a Gondorian guard, a member of the army of the dead and an Orc, the other role escapes me, sorry.

Phil’s knowledge was vast and enthusiasm for the movies and his job were infectious. Making the whole day very enjoyable and comfortable.
If you have seen the movies, and hoping you’ve got this far you have, you would know that there are multiple landscapes and environments, many real, some reproduced in the studio. The entire trilogy was filmed in New Zealand, on both islands; many of the more extreme locations requiring four wheel drive and even helicopter access, of course these sites I didn’t visit. But what amazed me was the number of locations filmed locally within such a small distance from the city centre.
Without going into great detail over scenes, parts of the movies were filmed in local parks and walking tracks in nearby Mount Victoria.
That's the ledge through the trees there. Before and composite.



These included the Hobbits evading the Black Riders and Aragon and Theoden look down at the Rohanian Riders from a ledge, (The army they look down on was filmed over a thousand miles away near Queenstown)
Still very much identifiable when viewed on the DVD.

The tree was a fake


We traveled out of the city passed a disused quarry where massive sets were made for Helms Deep and some reused for Minith Tirith, sadly all removed on completion of filming and the Hutt River where the Fellowship paddled their boats down the River Anduin.
The River Hutt- Anduin

About 30 Kilometres north in the city of Upper Hut a whole sequence was shot in the local Harcourt park. In the movie the city of Isenguard is visited by Gandalf and he and Saruman walk in the ancient forest and soon after its majestic trees are ripped out of the ground and burnt in to fuel furnaces. That sounds quite quite epic.
It is until you realize it is only a local park about one hundred metres square.
This area was the road to  Isenguard


Me and the Missus walking in the gardens of Orthanc

Other locations were further inland and were less obvious and due to the ten year life span barely recognizable.

10 Kilometres out of the Upper Hut city in the imaginatively named Upper Hutt region which serves as the catchment area for the water supply for Wellington we went to the glorious Kaitoke regional park a thick forest where they filmed the Elvin city of Rivendell. It has natural beauty about it but when viewed in the film, it has so much computer overlays mixing with miniatures and matte paintings and other studio trickery that only a bit of foliage is seen, seemed like a waste of effort to drag all the equipment there.
So when we were told while sitting at a picnic table under a tree eating lunch that we were actually in Frodo’s bedroom, I took Phil’s word for it.
Frodo's bedroom - Before and After
YES, it's the SAME tree.

I enjoyed Rivendell for other reasons, I got to do a pose at the famous “Legolas tree” and I also got a photo opportunity with Todd , the guy with the crazy make up who played the Harrad Captain and steered the massive elephant like creatures called Mumakil. Anyone who has seen the movie will know whom I speak.
Spot the difference, damn hard, isn't it?

Me and Todd, Todd as Harrad Captain


The furthest place we visited in the North Island about 65 Kilometres out was a private property called Fernside which is over the mountain ranges in Featherstone. A lovely property built in the 1930s which used to be the private residence of the US ambassador to New Zealand.
Once again hints were left of the filming locations of Lothlorien and where Gollum/Smeagol murdered his brother after finding the One Ring but the house and lands were a beautiful location in them self. It is still the place of the only existing set piece from the movie an old bridge that was dressed up to look elvish.
Technically it doesn’t exist because when the cleared the land to get in the film crew they weaken the root system of an old tree and it fell on the bridge a couple of years later and destroyed the bridge, the one there now is a very good reproduction.
The Lothlorien Bridge, without mist, fake trees and make up.

Driving between the sites is quite an enjoyable ride thanks to the good roads and gorgeous green landscapes that surround them.
You can’t do a tour of location sites without visiting the Weta Cave in Miramar a suburb just ten minutes from the city centre.


It's small but jam packed full of fun.
I wanted to TAKE everything home





This is the hub of where all the collectables from the movie can be seen and a must for all fans. Though the size of a small shop it is chock a block full with statues and books as well a replica weapons and armour. It also has a small museum to view full size character costumes and props and the many limited edition figurines that sell out in weeks on release. The Weta cave is in a prescient known affectionately as Wellywood. In these unsuspecting streets are the unmarked workshops and production offices for Peter Jackson’s Wingnut films and just down the road are the equally unimposing Stone Street Studios where all three Lord of the Rings were made as well as the King Kong remake and a big slice of Avatar, that’s a lot of movie money there folks.
These barrels were used for the escape from the Elves scene.


I was very lucky indeed to walk passed the studio gates when they were open and witnessed scenes from the new Hobbit film being filmed on the back lot. A massive green screen with cottages standing tall in front of it. The place was full of caravans blocking most of the view but I still got a buzz.
A sneak preview of Laketown from the Hobbit Movie


To finish off, a short walk around the corner from the old paint factory that has become Stone Street studios is the wonderful full restored art deco movie theatre The Roxy. A labour of love by Peter Jackson and members of the Weta crew.
A trip into the past that everyone should experience and they serve a great cup of tea as well.
The gorgeous Roxy Theatre
Having a cuppa with Tintin and Snowy at the Roxy
The ceiling of the Roxy's Grand Foyer.

Monday, 13 February 2012

That's my boy

That's my boy
an old story originally on Red Bubble




"How's that, you bastards?"

The heavy ball sailed high and seemed to stay a split longer in the air than seemed natural and landed "plop" in the soft sand next to the jack.

"Truly a bigger arse of a shot can not be found Michael"

"More like you picked that shot out of your arse"

"That'll be the money shot"

Came the replies of his opponents and partner
"Money shot be right, pay up boys"

Money exchanged hands and everyone moved up the pit to collect their balls.

"Oi Bobby I’ll collect mine, just leave it there" he called to his partner.

He needn't worry about his opponents they never got close to the jack.

"My you've really hit your straps lately my friend" said Bobby " Won't be long before no one will plays us"

Michael waddled up to pick up his balls, picking up the last thrown with care and gently polishing it with a towel before putting it in a fur lined carry case.

“Aye it’s been a treat” Michael said more to the case than to Bobby.

The two men separated when they left the park to go to their individual homes.

“When I caught that Leprechaun, I never thought he’d be as sneaky as he was young Jim”

Michael stopped talking as a pair of ladies passed by, he gave them a polite smile. When they were clear he continued.

“My one wish and I only thought of you. Who’d of thought it would turn out like this, hey?”

He looked around and open the fur lined bag.

“To make something useful out of my only son I asked”
He patted his pockets

“ How useful you really have become, hey?”

The ball moved in the bag and let out a little sigh.

Saturday, 28 January 2012

Early Fiction Part 2

HAPPY NEW YEAR
I'm on Holidays.............
Early published works
GRIPPING YARNS
August 5 1998 Edition Australian Picture Magazine


Friday, 20 January 2012

Early Fiction Part 1

Early published works
GRIPPING YARNS
May 22 2005 Edition Australian Picture Magazine

Saturday, 31 December 2011

Is it a coincidence I believe in synchronicity?

HAPPY NEW YEAR Y'ALL

Is it a coincidence I believe in synchronicity?

“I get up early in the morning
no matter how disappointed I was
with the day before
it feels new”

THINGS THE GRANDCHILDREN SHOULD KNOW
Mark Everett (E)
From the EELS Album
BLINKING LIGHTS AND OTHER REVELATIONS

The above are lines from one of my favourite songs by songwriter Mark Everett from the Eels. I never knew how much I believed the sentiment expressed in those lines until I heard them, maybe I grasped the concept so long ago that I needed it sung to me for it to come to my realisation.
Mr Everett (or E as he is commonly known) has this effect on me with a lot of the songs he writes. Coincidently the song above explains how as he gets older Mark Everett is more acceptable of the person he has become and how he now understands the actions of his deceased father and forgives him for their strained relationship when he was younger.
Coincidently this is something that happened in my own life and I can relate to.
It’s funny I chose to play this album on the long drive to work recently because I had just finished a book I picked up by chance in a bargain book barn titled The Selected works of TS Spivet
It is about a 12 year old prodigy who creates maps to explain all manner of things, both scientific and those of the everyday who wins an award from the Smithsonian Institute, who believe he is many years older.
TS Spivit lives in Montana and is the product of Scientist Mother and a Cowboy Father.
TS Spivet is very distant from his father and believes he does not understand or even love him very much because of his academic bent and runs away to Washington without telling his family to accept the award believing they wouldn’t let him or even believe he had won it.
TS Spivet hitches a ride on a train and during the long trip he awakens to find himself in void that he can’t explain with no sound or sense of place. This reminds him of an essay he discovered in a Library back home that explained worm holes existing in the American Midwest and were responsible for many disappearances during the ages. When explaining the worm hole theory TS Spivets (who is probably one of the few 12 year olds in the world who could understand such a theory) refers to Hugh Everett 111 who first theorized about the Many Worlds concept which the worm holes refer to. Coincidently Hugh Everett 111 a giant in the Quantum Physics field is Mark Everett’s father.
This theory was also the topic of one of my favourite authors Michael Crichton , himself a child prodigy who wrote for the New York Times at the age of 14.
In his techno thriller novel Timeline Crichton uses the same theory to explain how people go back in history but not time because the move to dimensions that are infinitesimal different to our universe and thus people can come back with out disturbing current history.
TS Spivet doesn’t disappear into the worm hole, he wakes up and finds himself in a huge rail switch yards in Chicago, coincidently where Michael Crichton was born,
TS Spivet eventually gets to Washington and receives his award, he is however used by ambitious bureaucrats who try to hijack his fame.
TS Spivet’s father meanwhile has driven half way across America to rescue TS and goes as far as storming into the Capitol Building to find his son.
TS Spivet realises his father loves him unconditionally – his love was expressed in actions rather than words.
I believe all parents’ love their children unconditionally, I know I do, others just have a very hard time showing it.
Mark Everett eventually found out his father did and wrote a wonderful song about it.
I have a clear recollection of the day I first time I heard the song because it was the day my divorce became final and on the way home from the courthouse I went into a record shop to buy something to cheer me up. I didn’t even know a new Eels album was due out and the man behind the counter said it had only arrived that morning. I saw it as a good sign, on arriving home I found an envelope with a cheque in it , payment for a story I had submitted. These events led me to start writing again.
I believe Michael Crichton received lots of cheques in the mail in his life but they are no use to him now because he died several years ago of cancer, same as my dad.
He lived a full and rewarding life and I believe my dad did too.
I still wake up every morning feeling as if every day is new but now I am more aware of it and still believe my dad did great things and I hope my children think the same when they get older hopefully with out all the bullshit that clouded it like Mark Everett TS Spivet and I had to endure.



Monday, 19 December 2011

MERRY CHRISTMAS ALL

Merry Christmas to my regular readers
Let's meet up next year for more of the same.
cheers










Thursday, 15 December 2011

The night before Christmas

The night before Christmas
a special Christmastime tale

Duane and Sharon were preparing to go home, it had been a fun Schoolies week.

It was great to be away by themselves and get up to a bit of harmless mischief.

Fart the third planet in the Troll solar system had always been a favourite get-a-way spot. It never got boring taking the run-a-round down to the surface and buzz some lonesome vehicle or campers in the desert, wilderness or any isolated place for that matter and then betting how long it took to make it onto a news broadcast.

Duane’s personal favourite was doing “wheelies" in the wheat and barley fields whereas Sharon loved chipping off large pieces off the ice-flows to see how far they had travelled next time she visited. All round Fart was a great holiday destination, the people were backward but they had  great imaginations.

Sharon prepared the ship for take off; she manoeuvred the vessel over the Northern Pole to hide the tiny but traceable accelerator blast. Duane sat down next to her.

“OK everything’s secured let’s go” He said

“Roger that.  Initiating preliminary vacuum thrust….now, hang on what’s that?”

Shannon turned to Duane as the vacuum engine started then died interrupted momentarily by a very loud clunking sound .

“Sounds like something got sucked in to the drive, probably one of those old satellites not on the chart " explained Sharon.

“Let’s have a look-see” replied Duane.

They both unbuckled and went to the back of the ship. Duane opened up the inspection panel that revealed the drive.

“Awww gross” he said in disgust

“Give me a look” Sharon said pushing him out of the way.

Oh yuck” she said. The vacuum drive was clogged with fur, antlers and twisted metal, tracers of toys and red cloth were everywhere. Intermingled within  all this mess were traces of meat and blood.

“Oh Shit , you know what this means don’t you? Sharron said looking back towards Duane.

“Yep” he replied “ Dad is going to be so pissed, I’m going to have to use his SAAA card and get a tow. That’s going to cost a bit”

“Oh well you make the call I’m going to carve my initials in that lump of ice the locals call Greenland”