Supervising Producer
A man trying to get home to his dog gets stuck in a time loop that forces him to relive a deadly run-in with a cop.
Director of Photography
A chronicle of Frieda Caplan's rise from being the first woman entrepreneur on the L.A. Wholesale Produce Market in the 1960s, to transforming American cuisine by introducing over 200 exotic fruits and vegetables to U.S. supermarkets. Still an inspiration at 91, Frieda's daughters and granddaughter carry on the business legacy.
Producer
An effort to solve two lifelong mysteries---who was David Whiting (who died mysteriously in an Arizona motel during a Hollywood film shoot) and what was the cause of his death? And what was the mythic 'Cesar Romero joke' which all the filmmaker's classmates still remember as utterly hilarious (but nobody can recall what the joke actually was)?
Director of Photography
An effort to solve two lifelong mysteries---who was David Whiting (who died mysteriously in an Arizona motel during a Hollywood film shoot) and what was the cause of his death? And what was the mythic 'Cesar Romero joke' which all the filmmaker's classmates still remember as utterly hilarious (but nobody can recall what the joke actually was)?
Camera Operator
Feeling pressured to become more sexually experienced before she goes to college, Brandy Klark makes a list of things to accomplish before hitting campus in the fall.
Director of Photography
A very black mix of comedy about relationships, the media, children's beauty pageants, sex change operations and personal problems.
Cinematography
The Prestige featurette.
Second Assistant Camera
Lacking experience to write her research paper on sexual behavior, a 22-year old college student responds to personal ads to broaden her erotic horizons.
Blow Debris similarly suggests narrative but prefers to offer it in the form of a drifting, almost aimless experience; the piece enacts a passage or journey as we follow a group of nude wanderers in a desert landscape. As with Electric Earth, what could be postmodern anomie becomes celebratory drifting. Aitken spurns a romantic nostalgia for a pristine past and its untrammeled landscapes in favor of the stories suggested by the discarded remnants and detritus that litter the expanse of the Mojave Desert. He also fetishizes the feeling of the desert. Even in the cool, dark space of the gallery rooms housing the huge projections, you sense the lassitude of the characters and time seems to slow down. And then things explode, time reverses, and you are compelled to walk around some more, from dislocation to relocation and back again.
