The road to Rooks...

In the coming days and weeks I will be updating my AnD blog with my production journal called “The road to Rooks.” I will take you through the various stages of trying to make a film the D. Miles way! Caution: I like to do things the unconventional way and fight the system. You will see first hand the ups and downs of trying to do everything in order to keep creative control of a dream.

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First off, Rooks wasn’t the dream I was referring to earlier. My dream was a project called “Everlast” that I’ve been working on since 2004. I’m telling you this because that dream was crushed in a sense, which led me to Rooks.

It all started one dreadful day in the office of [blank] in prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /Beverly Hills, CA. I was sitting in an uncomfortable chair listening to Mr. [no-name], who I regard as a really good friend; give D.Y. and I his honest opinion about the Everlast project. He wasn’t feeling the scrīpt and he definitely wasn’t sold on D.Y. playing the lead. This brought back bad memories of a similar situation I had in a really nice office sitting in a plush leather chair 26 floors high overlooking Universal Studios (hint), in which I was offered a large sum of money to, sell the rights to my dream.

I couldn’t believe I was hearing the same thing coming from Mr. [no-name] that I’ve been hearing from Mr. Phat-Pockets. There are very few things that I believe in whole hardily and one of them is the potential of D.Y. Sao. I was determined to prove both Mr. [no-name] and Mr. Phat-Pockets wrong. D.Y. and I left the office of [blank] in Beverly Hills and went to Denny’s or Pho America, I can’t remember which one. I was more upset than D.Y. but I never let him know (until he reads this!). I had several other projects that were semi-complete and proposed to D.Y. that we do our own project to prove to the masses that you are ready for the big screen. We sat there tossing ideas around and D.Y. came up with the premise and I ran with it (literally).

To be continued…   

Giving D.Y. the bad news...