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Interview with Oscar Nominated Production Designer Anne Seibel (Midnight in Paris, Bonjour Anne)

matthewtoffolo's avatarMatthew Toffolo's Summary

Anne Seibel earned an Oscar Nomination for “Midnight in Paris”. Based in Paris, she has worked with some of the top directors in the world today, including Steven Spielberg, David Frankel, M. Night Shyamalan, Sofia Coppola, Clint Eastwood, and 3 Production Designer assignments with Woody Allen.

Go to her website: www.anneseibel.com

I was fortunate enough to sit down with Anne to chat about her career.

Matthew Toffolo: Film fans always get Production Designer and Art Director mixed up, thinking they are the same position? Can you tell people what the difference is? 

anne_seilbel.jpgAnne Seibel: The Production designer is the person in charge of the sets, the mood and look of the film collaborating directly with the director and Director of Photography.

The Art director is their right hand, supervising the art department and the making of the sets for the production designer.

I always compare my team as an orchestra.

Production…

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Art Department Interviews

matthewtoffolo's avatarMatthew Toffolo's Summary

Read interviews from top people working in the Art Department in the movie industry today. Production Designers. Art Directors. Storyboard Artists. Costume Designers. 

Interview with Oscar Nominated Production Designer Anne Seibel (Midnight in Paris, Bonjour Anne):http://matthewtoffolo.com/2016/02/19/interview-oscar-nominated-production-designer-anne-seibel-midnight-in-paris-bonjour-anne/

Interview with Oscar Nominated Production Designer Michael Corenblith (Apollo 13, The Blind Side):  http://matthewtoffolo.com/2016/02/04/interview-with-oscar-nominated-production-designer-michael-corenblith-apollo-13-the-blind-side/

Interview with Costume Designer Ginger Martini: http://matthewtoffolo.com/2016/02/17/interview-with-costume-designer-ginger-martini/

Interview with Graphic Designer Tina Charad (Maleficent, Fifty Shades of Grey): http://matthewtoffolo.com/2016/01/25/interview-with-graphic-designer-tina-charad-maleficent-fifty-shades-of-grey/

Interview with Storyboard Artist Stephen Forrest-Smith (Star Wars, Harry Potter, The Dark Knight): http://matthewtoffolo.com/2016/02/02/interview-with-storyboard-artist-stephen-forrest-smith-star-wars-harry-potter-the-dark-knight/

Interview with Art Director Jeremy Woolsey (Pitch Perfect, Million Dollar Arm, Dirty Grandpa): http://matthewtoffolo.com/2016/01/19/interview-with-art-director-jeremy-woolsey-pitch-perfect-million-dollar-arm-dirty-grandpa/

Interview with Storyboard Artist Kurt Van der Basch (Star Wars Episodes VII and VIII): http://matthewtoffolo.com/2016/01/23/interview-with-storyboard-artist-kurt-van-der-basch-star-wars-episodes-vii-and-viii/

The ART of ART DIRECTION and PRODUCTION DESIGN in the movies. http://matthewtoffolo.com/2015/05/13/the-art-of-art-direction-and-production-design-in-the-movies/

Interviews performed by Matthew Toffolo from WILDsound. 

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Read Poem: DISTANT IN TIME, by Michael Hogan

Cities of the last empire
Ring the desert like humpback whales swimming
In a distance that recedes to what is distant in time.

Stars of the last night
Fall without falling but explode and grow small
Birthing space that is not space,
In a distance that recedes to what is distant in time

Man and woman of the last garden
Come together in work and travail,
Birthing saviors at dawn, at midnight,
Or when the edge of eternity is just visible
In a distance that recedes to what is distant in time.

Mike Hogan (c) 2018

Read Poem: Caught Up In Me, by Georgia Blagrove

I, I, I, Me, Me, Me. Like doe re me, I am focused on only me.

If I don’t get pleasure then me has to leave for sure.

If I am not doing me then I need to see my way somewhere to be free.

Like a lion surveying the plain for its prey, so do I search for my next way.

I feel good, I look good, I am comfortable with unique me.

I sensually stretch with no inhibition for the plain is mine to maneuver.

I am reshaping the box of my mind, this part of my life currently is a wrinkle in time.

There are other dimensions of me to explore.

I am strong enough to endure, to overcome, to fail and get back up.

If I don’t explore, I have so much to loose – my peace of mind, joy, fulfillment, happiness….

I want laughter to be a smile away. A drone like 9-5 state is not conducive to this.

Acceptance of mediocracy is not suppose to be me.

I will not allow the betrayals and injustice to me change me to a lesser version of me!

It is no longer about me pleasing everyone.

It is now a conscious effort on my part to look out for my fulfillment and push my agenda.

I am thankful for the same betrayal/challenges that has plagued me which has helped propelled me to this point to actually take action.

This is where I’ve gotten stuck in the past. What is different now? What will make me take action?

My desperation? Yes, my desperation for I am at the point of shutting down. But..

But, the defibrillator call fulfillment has rejuvenated and jolted me, yes me, to get up and scream.

IT IS ABOUT ME, ME, ME!!!

Read Poem: When The Clock Strikes Death, by C.M. Rivers

Years ramble on along a narrow highway
while daffodils peak in their bright yellow prime
and I scratch at the walls of the hourglass
from which I attempt to climb.

This life was a wet shiny bubble
blown by a child whom I never knew,
who’s heart was as wild as pictures
I colored with crayons before I met you.

Now hard blow the northern winds
and heavy fall the western rains,
and the rocks and sand have barely changed,
yet I have not remained the same
while the clock struck the hours before death came.

C.M. Rivers

Read Poem: Behind Closed Eyes by Cameron Miller

When skin crawls
on the inside, and thoughts flit branch to branch
a winter brown goldfinch pecking for seed

when the longest
deepest, exquisitely practiced yoga breath
exhales an inert sigh

when it is five a.m.
with stained memories frozen
on the black box stage of emptied cranium

it is time.

It is time to step into the deepest
darkest shadow,

and discover who or what
lives there.

“Hello, anybody home?”
You say it with innocence
in case they suspect something.
Enter, shake hands
or paws
with what lives within.

If it is fierce and smelly, nod then get the hell out.
If it is seductive and smirks, be guarded.
If it is deadbeat and depressed, listen.

Behind closed eyes, in shadows
wakefulness never reaches,
skulk citizens with a vote.

Winning LGBT TV PILOT Reading – THE DISAPPEARANCE, by Jess Harris DiStefano

lgbttorontofilmfestival's avatarLGBTQ+ Toronto Film Festival

Genre: LGBT, Drama

The Disappearance is an hour long drama about a charming young sports writer, whose secret past comes back to haunt him when he accidentally discovers the whereabouts of his long lost father and younger siblings.

CAST LIST:

Narrator: Hugh Ritchie
Ryan: Nick Wicht
Will: Michael Lake
Kate: Beck Lloyd
Casey: Julia Baldwin
Jamie: Alicia Payne
Fred: David Occhipinti

Get to know the writer:

What is your TV Pilot screenplay about?

The Disappearance is an hour long drama about a charming young sports writer, whose secret past comes back to haunt him when he accidentally stumbles upon the whereabouts of his long lost father and two younger siblings.

Why should this screenplay be made into a TV show?

Too many reasons to list off, but mainly because it’s a show I would (and most likely a whole host of other people) would want to watch.

What TV show…

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When Alex fell in love with Sandra.

Sherin Mani's avatarThe other side of the moon.

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This is a story of young guy named Alex. And his lady love Sandra.
He fell in love with her. She was a wonder woman, the kind that could make a guy fall in love at first sight. She was a beauty of sorts, the kind of woman, who had a way of making a target out of a guy, and leaving him half dead, and later disappearing into thin air. The perfect phrase would be “A black widow spider”. Alex was new in Bangalore a city in the state of Karnataka, in south of India. He was a new guy in Bangalore. A sixteen-year old, just arrived from Bombay to the city to finish his second year of pre-university in science. He finally flunked in the second year, in all subjects leaving Hindi and English. He was hell bent and determined to finish the second-year course.
Alex decided to…

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