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Josh Lucas Is Embracing His Second Life on Yellowstone
Josh Lucas in Yellowstone.Courtesy of Paramount Network via Everett Collection
He's come back in a big way for season five. Now how about a 1993 spin-off?
By Derek Lawrence
Back when Taylor Sheridan was first putting together his hit Paramount show, Yellowstone, Josh Lucas wanted to play one the sons of Kevin Costner's powerful and cutthroat Montana ranch owner, John Dutton. While Dutton's sons carry a lot of their father in them, Lucas ended up getting a lot closer to the central character than that: He was cast as Dutton himself for a series of 1990s-era flashbacks.
The role took a while to take off, but Lucas, 51, can't say he wasn't warned. While filming the pilot in 2017, Sheridan told the actor that the role wouldn't truly pay off until season 5. Indeed, he was just made four guest appearances in the first two seasons before completely disappearing in seasons 3 and 4, just as the show began to emerge as one of TV's biggest properties, evidenced by the ever-growing Yellowstone Universe on what became Paramount +. And now, as promised Lucas is back as younger John Dutton is a critical (and more frequent) part of the arc, with the flashbacks starting to match up with what Dutton is facing in the present, as both men deal with dangerous threats to their ranch—both animal and human. Meanwhile, the real-life Lucas is dealing with another more welcome threat: jet lag. The busy actor currently flies back and forth between Montana and Los Angeles as he juggles two series roles, Yellowstone and the upcoming Apple TV+ comedy, Mrs. American Pie, with Kristen Wiig, Laura Dern, and Allison Janney.
As Yellowstone saddles up for its impending midseason finale, GQ grabbed coffee with Lucas to learn about finding his place on the series, dreaming of a 1993 spinoff, and writing letters to legendary directors.
You've already been in just as many episodes this season as you were in the first four combined. After a few years gone, what's it like returning, in a bigger way, to an even bigger show?
When I signed on, I really wanted to play one of Kevin's kids, and Taylor was clear, like, "No." And so then it was a strange moment where I got this call, "Can you be in Utah tomorrow morning to play young John?" I remember so specifically, [Sheridan] said, "Look, there's not going to be much for the first couple years, it's really going to be more in season 5." There hasn't even been a pilot shot at that point, and I genuinely remember thinking, "This guy's nuts!" Yellowstone was just a cool script, not an entity the way it is now.
What initially made you so invested in being cast as one of the Dutton kids? Was it the script, or just more of a general determination to work with Taylor?
Absolutely a Taylor thing. And this is pre-the mythology of Taylor. We were both actors who've been in this business for a long time, struggled in the highs and lows. I saw him as a contemporary, but I didn't see him as such an authentic cowboy that—to use an obvious metaphor—would grab the reins of his career the way he did. I knew Sicario and Hell or High Water [which he wrote], and then, when I saw Wind River, I was like, "Oh, this guy's an extraordinary talent." I read Yellowstone, and not many times in my career have I felt such a sense of, "I really want to work for this guy and be around him."
I also had a strong pull to the elements that Taylor's dealing with. This is actually not something I've talked about, but, when I was a kid, we lived briefly on an Indian reservation. My dad was great friends with a Navajo chief, and part of the reason I'm named what I'm named is because of that experience. [His full name is Joshua Lucas Easy Dent Maurer.] I'd gone back there through my life, and so what he was doing in telling that story pulled me hard towards wanting to be a part of it. And then, bluntly, I was quite sad that I wasn't for a number of years, and didn't understand why, because I really loved the flashbacks; I think they're really interesting.
Since you really wanted to play one of John's sons, what was your the reaction when Taylor calls about taking on young John? Any hesitation?
When he said, "We're going to do these flashbacks," I immediately thought of— and it's too heightened of a reference—but the whole idea that [Robert] De Niro didn't try to play or look like [Marlon] Brando in Godfather II. So I said to Taylor, "I don't look that much like him, but who cares?" I was thrilled to go do a scene and ride horses and just get to be there for a minute. But, what was interesting, I hadn't seen the show, so, when he texted me earlier this year and said, "You're coming back for season 5," he didn't say, "I told you," but I remember thinking, "Like you told me!" And I was totally excited to go do it for many reasons—the success of the show being a part of it—but also, I was like, "I'll sit down and study the show now, particularly what Kevin's doing." And I got bit, man. I would have to force myself to go to bed. And I started to feel a little bit of, I don't want to say fear, but I was like, "Oh, fuck, this is a huge responsibility and you got to get it right."
And I've tried to glean from Taylor, how is John different at this age? Is he harder? Is he so heartbroken about his wife that he's cold? There's elements of John Dutton that are Kevin Costner, but also very much Taylor. One of the cool things with Yellowstone is that Taylor does cowboy camp, which is pretty intense, and I was able to watch him and be like, "I think there's stuff I want to take from him into John." And I'm sure Kevin does that, too. But I definitely felt a daunting sense of responsibility. Even though the pieces are brief, they're seminal, right? I would do the scenes, I'd walk away, and I wouldn't be like "Yeah, I nailed that!" I'd feel like, "Fuck, I hope I got it." [Laughs.]
Have you and Kevin ever directly chatted about the character?
No, we never did. I didn't purposely stay away. We don't work together, obviously, and I've had nothing but the nicest interactions with him. Kevin's a really nice guy. I don't know that John Dutton is, but I think Kevin is. [Laughs.] I think, maybe respectfully, he's just always been like, you do your thing. So, sure, I would love to know that he's happy with what I'm doing, but I also then have to kind of fall into the mindset of John Dutton, like, I don't give a fuck.
You mentioned earlier that Taylor said from the beginning that season 5 would be when your role really picked up, but I have to imagine it's hard to sit at home and bank on that.
I never did. To me, I've never gotten any Hollywood sense of Taylor, but that would just be Hollywood talk, and he's not that guy. But I still didn't—not that I never thought about it again. I always was like, "I wish I was doing more on that show," because I genuinely loved making it in the beginning and I had known how successful it was. It took seeing it for me to get even more like, "Wow, that is something that I would really love to be a part of."
Did you ever ask Taylor what the big difference is between who John is in the period you're playing him and when Kevin is inhabiting the character?
He said one thing. I was like, "Is he lonely?" He said, "He's too fucking busy to be lonely!" And the way he said it made me think, "Is he talking about John Dutton or Taylor Sheridan?" [Laughs.] Again, I don't need to build up the mythology of Taylor, but how the fuck is that guy doing what he's doing? He is a one-man band. He controls…and I mean control in a good way. An example would be the day I started shooting this season, I heard the director, Christina [Alexandra Voros], call Taylor and be like, "He's wearing chaps, right?" And Taylor was like, "No, he's not fucking wearing chaps!" And she was like, "No, no, no, Taylor, I'm not talking about the scene in the governor's office, I'm talking about on the horse. So he takes them off, correct?" And he's like, "Yeah!" To me, the fact that he's dealing with the costumes at that level, on a specific day-to-day basis of what, nine shows now, and that all of it is in his brain, I have nothing but mad respect for it.
What's the production side of things been like for you this year? Because you'll be in one scene this episode, and then maybe two scenes the next week, and then maybe zero in the episode after that. Are you going back and forth, or knocking out a chunk of flashbacks all at once?
I'm going back and forth. One of the things that's been strange for me is that, at the same time, I had gotten cast as one of the leads of this new show called Mrs. American Pie.
With a truly insane cast.
It's the highest level, like one legendary cast member after another. That was my primary job, and so I was in this really weird situation. I was like, "Well, if Taylor can write nine TV shows and produce and direct all of it, I can do two." [Laughs.] Friday night, I'd wrap in LA and jump on a plane [to Missoula, Montana], and they would work around me a little bit, like, "Okay, we're going to shoot one John Dutton flashback day on Saturday, and then Josh goes back." But the problem actually was not Yellowstone or Mrs. American Pie, in terms of the scheduling, it was the fires and the floods. At one point [in Montana] we got this text to stay in our trailers because there's grizzly bears all over base camp, because they were fleeing the fires. And that's kind of the Yellowstone world: It's raw, powerful, and always this tinge of violent possibilities to it.
Unlike your previous appearances, it feels like the flashbacks this season are much more directly tied to everything else. When you're filming your stuff, how cognizant are you of what's playing out in the present?
I am, and I'm trying to not reference it, but you're building towards something without giving anything away. I also don't know either, from script to script. This season, he reintroduced the character in smart dramatic ways, and now there's a story that's starting to be built in episode 5, that gets way stronger in episode 6, way stronger in 7, and way stronger in 8, which is an incredibly seminal story of John and Rip and Beth, and that whole dynamic of why they are who they are, based on what happened to them—and between them—20 years earlier. So much of Yellowstone is a slow burn, and I think he's really building towards a deeply powerful climax halfway through the season. Again, I don't know. I honestly don't even know if I'll go back for the second half. I don't know that anyone knows—except for Taylor.
Have you noticed the glowing reaction to your growing presence on the show? Ahead of talking to you, I searched, "Josh Lucas Yellowstone**," and there were tons of stories calling for you to lead your own spinoff. Has all that positivity reached you?**
Without a doubt. I mean, I feel it in the streets. I felt it in the airport last night. It's pretty palpable right now. I was talking with Luke [Grimes], and he said one of the things that is difficult about the show for him is that TV fame is particularly different from movie fame, because you're in someone's home every week and they feel like they know you. But what they know is the character, and they have such an identity with that character. And I can feel that suddenly happening to me like it's never happened before. I can see how hard it is for those guys, where people love these characters, and worry for them, and pray for them. I heard so many women be like, "I want to be like Beth, I'm like Beth," and you're like, "Okay, is that a selling point?" [Laughs.] But they want that love, they want that passion.
We've had the 1883 prequel series, we're about to get 1923**, so, in the back of your head, are you like, "Huh, 1993, maybe?"**
Someone sent me this fantastic 1993 poster that they had made, and I was like, "We can only dream, right?" First of all, I would do it in a nanosecond, but I just can't imagine that Taylor has the time. So part of it is, where is his focus going to go, and where's the story? So, yes, I literally would drop anything to do it. And it's not so much because of the success of the show; it's because the writing is so fascinating, because I find the character and this world so fascinating.
Pivoting back to Mrs. American Pie**, which stars Kristen Wiig, Carol Burnett…**
Bruce Dern, Laura Dern, Allison Janney. It's just bonkers.
What was it like being in that company?
I shouldn't say this, but someone said to me, "You're the only one who hasn't won an Oscar." Or been nominated or whatever. I was like, "Thanks a lot." [Laughs.] But it was legendary comedic power bringing their fucking A-game to this thing [that] I'm calling the Game of Thrones of comedy. If you look at Game of Thrones, it's just so kaleidoscopic, so many stories and themes all going on. But, imagine if it was a comedy, set in Miami in 1968. There's politics, it's terrifically comedic, but also Apple poured mind-boggling amounts of money into the production and design. It's easily one of the most beautiful shows I've ever been on. And then, to be doing things with Carol Burnett, I keep wanting to use the word responsibility, but you feel like you better show up at your absolute top, and I felt like everyone was doing that. I think it could be a groundbreaking comedic television show.
Courtesy of Austin Hargrave.
I admittedly got very excited when I saw that you're making an action-thriller called Blood for Dust. Between the plot and the presence of Scoot McNairy, I was instantly in.
Coincidentally, it moved to Montana. It's the underbelly of America in the 1990s, post-Reagan, when the divide between classes really started to separate and it became really fucking hard to make a living as a middle-class person in this country. So that's the sort of underlying theme of the movie, and from there, it's a thriller. An average, ordinary Joe gets involved with a serious drug dealer. But I think it's more layered than usual; it's not attempting to be a shoot 'em up thriller.
I also have to ask you about your upcoming killer-shark movie, The Black Demon. Though as someone terrified of killer water creatures, I'm gonna need you to give me the non-scary pitch for that one.
Black Demon is a true legend. In Baja, Mexico, for 100-plus years, there's been a legend about a megalodon shark. So, it's a shark movie, but with really serious filmmaking to try and tell a shark story in a cool, artful way. It has themes of environmental issues. It's partly based on what this American company has done by building an oil rig down in Baja, and the way that they did that has angered this god, and this god has unleashed this demon shark.
With "shark movie" now checked off the career bucket list, what's left that you'd like to get the chance to do?
I have directors that I really want to work with. Obviously, the ultimate is Tarantino. Spielberg and Tarantino. A couple times in my life I've written directors letters, like, "Look, I don't really care what it is, or what the size of it is, I want to be a part of this thing you're doing, whatever it may be." One of them was Clint Eastwood [and that led to doing J. Edgar] with him. Some people say to be careful meeting your idols, but I've had quite the opposite, where I loved working with these people. I loved working for Ron Howard [in A Beautiful Mind]. I loved working with Sean Penn [in The Weight of Water].
Tarantino recently revealed that his next project is a limited series, so get that pen ready!
I wrote to him already—he ignored me! [Laughs.]
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David LaChapelle exhibition in Rome
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David LaChapelle, the great American artist and photographer, comes back, after more than fifteen years, to the Palazzo delle Esposizioni with one of the most important and exhaustive retrospective exhibition of the artists work.
There will be more than 150 works on view, some presented for the first time in a museum including many large-scale and vintage works.
Rome has been a milestone in the artistic life of David LaChapelle. In 2006, during a journey to Italy, the artist was granted the opportunity to a private visit of the Sistine Chapel; his artistic sensibility was so unsettled by the beauty and power of Roman art that those elements gave him the ultimate drive to change his artistic production.
Until then, LaChapelle preferred that his photos be published in fashion magazines and books, without critical texts. The goal, for LaChapelle, has never been to restrict to the mere picture, but to reach as broad audience as possible – this is the way to be a pop artist – and lead the lecture of his work on an emotional shock level
LaChapelle pushed his aesthetics to the limit, but in 2006 walked out on the fashion scene.
He turned away from worldliness in order to live in a wild island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean "I said what I wanted to say".
The exhibition will focus on the works realized by the artist starting from 2006, when he produced the monumental series titled "The Deluge", which lead to a meaningful turning point in the artistic path of David LaChapelle. Through the realization of "The Deluge", modeled after Michelangelo's impressive fresco in the Sistine Chapel, the artist returned to conceiving works with the unique purpose to exhibit in art galleries and in museums, and is less focused on commissioned work that is destined for the pages of fashion magazines and ad campaigns.
After "The Deluge", the American photographer began to produce artwork with new aesthetical and conceptual concerns. The most evident sign of the change is the vanishing of the human presence. The living models, that in all the previous works (the only exception is "The Electric Chair", 2001, personal interpretation of Andy Warhol's famous artwork) have had a central part in the composition and in the messages embodied by the images, disappear. "Car Crash", "Negative Currencies", "Earth Laughs in Flowers", "Gas Stations", "Land Scapes", up to the most recent "Aristocracy" series, follow this new aesthetic choice: LaChapelle resoundingly deletes the flesh, which was previously an identifiable element of his art.
To allow the public to understand the "origins" of LaChapelle work before "The Deluge", the exhibition will also include a selection of some of the most renowned and loved photos that made him famous, realized during the decade between 1995 and 2005. A body of work that will gather all portraits of celebrities from music to fashion and movies, scenes based on religious themes with surrealistic touches, references to masterpieces of art history and cinema, an artistic production defined by the chromatic saturation and movement, with which the American photographer reached his particular aesthetical style and influenced many artists of the following generations.
In the exhibition there will also be a projection space dedicated to behind-the-scenes videos, which, capture the composite process and the constructions of his photo sets, which clearly reveal that the artist's role is extended also to director and scenic designer of his own photos.
David LaChapelle is one of the most famous and appreciated photographer in the world. Born in Fairfield, CT in 1963, he embraced a post-pop style, in some surrealist sensibilities, which makes him unique in the world.
His artworks are exhibited in the most important public and private international collections and in many museums, among those: Musée D'Orsay, Paris; the Brooklyn Museum, New York; the Museum of Contemporary Art, Taipei; the Tel Aviv Museum of Art, Tel Aviv; Los Angeles County Museum of Art (LACMA), Los Angeles; The National Portrait Gallery, London; Fotografiska Museet, Stockholm e The National Portrait Gallery a Washington DC.
Tickets 12,50
http://english.palazzoesposizioni.it/categorie/the-exhibition
Palazzo Esposizioni
Via Nazionale, 194 – 00184 Roma

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Now this board is a relatively new investment (from the same batch as M.I.A.). A bootleg of SNK's Fighting Soccer. Before even connecting it, I could see that it have seen better days.
Wired the -5V on the extender and hooked the board up again.
A lot of the sprites had horizontal stripes through them.
By shortening adjacent pins on different RAMs and ROMs I quickly saw, that the graphics was (as with most boards with 2 PCBs) handled by the secondary PCB. So tested all data and address pins on the RAMs and ROMs with the scope, but found no oddyties.
...and to my big surprise, all sprites looked normal again. Quite a lucky punch (I so i thougth!).
I quickly desoldered the IC and put it in my Top2005+ for testing...hmm, the test came out successful??? The one I've used for piggy-back (the one from tube) also passed the test.
Fitted a socket and inserted the new one: Stripes through sprites!
Inserted the old one back into the socket: Stripes through sprites!!
Piggy-backed the new one on top of the old one: Still stripes through sprites!!!
(BTW: Did you notice that the words "sprites" and "stripes" have the exact same letters...kind'o'funny };-P).
Now I was really puzzled...Then tried piggy-backing the new on top of the 2nd 245 in the batch of 3: No stripes??? WTF!
I wanted to get to the bottom of this, so desoldered the 2 others as well and fitted sockets.
Slammed in 3 new ones from the tube: Stripes!
I discovered that one of the 245's wasn't inserted fully into the socket. With the board still running I gave it a push, and the stripes went away?! Released the pressure and stripes came back. Began pressing on IC's in the surrounding area: Same thing happend!!!
Picked up the board and bended it slightly with the same result.
Now we are getting somewhere; this smelled an awful lot like a short-circuit of some sort.
This is just 2 examples, but this board has extremely many of them.
So started a shotgun-scheme, where I did a reflow on the nasty joints I could see checking the board every time. After about 10 of them with no luck, I decided to change strategy into a more systematic brute-force approach.
Started by cleaning the lower half of the board using rubbing alcohol and a toothbrush.
Another one saved. Great job!


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Q: Getting equivalent for each loop/stream for below code I want to convert the piece of code to equivalent stream or for-each loop
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    String columnValue = callEntityGetterMethod(st, column);

    if (StringUtils.isNotBlank(columnValue)) {
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            Long count = (response.get(columnValue) == null)? 0L : response.get(columnValue);

            response.put(columnValue, count + 1);
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            response.put(columnValue, 1L);
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A: Existing code calculates a response map where non-blank String columns are keys, and the map values are the frequencies of the keys.
This can be implemented as a sequence of Stream::map, Stream::filter to get column values, which are grouped using Collectors.groupingBy with the Collectors.counting as a downstream collector.
See the implementation below:
Map<String, Long> response = studentauditloglist
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    .map(st -> callEntityGetterMethod(st, column))
    .filter(StringUtils::isNotBlank) // Stream<String>
    .collect(Collectors.groupingBy(
        cv -> cv, // or Function.identity()
        Collectors.counting()
    ));

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How do you see instrumentals? Stuart said Follow Me had to usher the album in, partly because it was difficult to start off directly with his own voice. Do you think of instrus as moments that bring space in the album (like in TWR)?
I am sure there is a story behind How He Entered (and I know I'm not the only one). Could you tell us more about this song, how it came to be, why you did a video for this one track after the other films were completed? Incidentally, it seems to be the only film that does have a narrative. Come on, do tell us!!!
You bring out critically acclaimed albums, you produce soundtracks for arthouse movies and museums, you sell out medium-sized venues all across Europe, and you could probably continue along these lines for another 10 years or more, hopefully (speaking for myself). It this an appropriate level of success for your band? Is it enough to carry on? For a self-confessed grafter, is it worth the considerable effort? Could you imagine in a parallel universe another tindersticks with shows in the largest venues and chart topping albums or tracks?
Thanks, everyone! Stay tuned for the answers!
Hey, everyone. You can find an end of the year message from the band on the home page here.
Great interview! Thanks for organising it..
Great questions and great answers, really enjoyed this. Also, interesting to read on the main page that Le Chien Chanceux will be going on the market.
Great interview and Christmas message.
Thank you to the band for a really wonderful year. The album, the live album and the show in Bristol were all just wonderful.
Really really great interview, interesting answers.
Makes me so proud of you, gentlemen!
Really enjoyed reading this, thanks to Nathan and the band for making it happen.
Lovely interview, well done and many thanks to the band!
As a home recording musician the techie answers are great. Funny that (few) synths were used on The something rain, it must be fairly creative treatments of organs and strings synths I'm hearing… And great to know Stuart's favourite pieces of gear.


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Mix soup and milk, then add pepper and green beans.
Remove from oven and stir casserole. Top with prepared mashed potatoes.
* You can substitute two (9-ounce) packages of frozen green beans, thawed, for the 2 cans green beans.
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Six Years With the Texas Rangers
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Plotcasters
Cut Bait
Do you remember the first time you caught a catfish? How about the first time a catfish caught you? I do. I have a inch-long scar underneath my thumbnail to remind me of how I once wrestled with both a mud cat and my faith in my daddy. I had just turned twelve, and Daddy packed the fishing rods, my little brother Coby, me, and a dozen bologna sandwiches wrapped in a bread bag into his Ford truck. About four in the morning, he had woke us up with, "Hey boys, you going fishing?"
Like we had some kind of choice. By 4:30, Daddy had us and the bologna sandwiches headed south on Highway 127 toward Gadsden, Alabama. I was itching to go fishing, but Coby just slumped down in the front seat of the Ford, shivering in his jacket and slobbering on my shoulder. When my shoulder got too soaked, I'd shove him toward Daddy. Coby's little fat face would root around on the seat like a blind mole until he found Daddy. If Daddy got too wet, he'd send him back towards me. This game of Coby ping-pong would go on for at least an hour. We were not what you'd call full of motherly affection.
Finally, Daddy would bark at Coby, "Boy, you better sit up and take off that coat. You'll be cold down by the water and won't have nothing to put on."
Coby would sit up, squinch up his mole eyes, then shuck his jacket. It just so happened that this particular trip, our Uncle Holland, our cousin, Floyd Lee and his friend Tater would be meeting us at the lake. They was traveling in Holland's land-boat, an Oldsmobile Delta 88.
When we got to the fishing hole at Cedar Bluff, we stopped at the bait and tackle shop and waited for Floyd Lee and them. The sun had just come up, ugly and gray, when the Delta 88 pulled up.
Uncle Holland got out, took a deep swig of the Alabama morning and his flask. "Ah, smells like morning."
I took a sniff. "Smells like dead fish to me."
Daddy handed me the minner bucket. "Get eight dozen, Small John."
Me and Floyd Lee, who was my age but smaller, waited outside, helping the man count out the minners. Floyd Lee had on a flannel shirt rolled up at the sleeves. His blonde hair was greased down with Brylcream and tucked behind the ears, he combed it about forty times before the minner bucket was full. Then we went inside to grab us a Co-cola and some pork skins. Tater come into the store wearing this big old heavy overcoat.
"He's going to get cold by the lake, with that thing on," I told Floyd Lee.
"Naw," he said. "He just wears it to go shopping."
Daddy hollered from the counter, "You boys ready?" He had a six-pack of Schlitz and Coby ready to go.
I put my stuff on the counter and whispered something to Coby, who was looking puzzled over at the girlie magazines behind the counter. Just I was about to kid Coby about it, I saw Tater loading the lining of his coat with Funyons and Cokes. My mouth just plopped opened, I was so shocked. Tater wasn't much older than Coby and already he'd left the path of the straight and narrow to become accomplished in the ten-finger discount. They'd always said Tater was the black sheep of the family, but I thought they meant his complexion. I didn't know he had sticky fingers, too.
"Daddy," I said, "look here."
Daddy watched Tater steal some Debbie cakes, I swear he did. But he didn't say nothing, only picked up the bag.
"Grab them minners, Small John. Sun's about up."
"Coby," I hollered.
He followed me out like a fat half-drunk lemming. All the while, I was thinking about Daddy not saying nothing to Uncle Holland. I couldn't figure it out. My daddy weren't no Abe Lincoln, that's for sure (he wasn't that handsome, for one), but he'd always told me to be honest. Then he goes and does something like that–let's Tater steal without a word. Now, was that what Honest Abe would've done? I decided my daddy was a hypocrite, no two ways about it. Though that decision changed the way I looked at him, it did not, mind you, change my desire to go fishing. Some things go beyond ethics.
A half-mile down the road, Weiss Lake jumped out of it hiding place behind some wind-breaking pine trees. We parked next to the highway, beside the guard rail. When the cold lake air hit Coby, he snapped awake in short order, eyes flicking wide open like a baby doll's. You'd think we was in Alaska the way he yanked on that jacket.
After grabbing my rod and the minner bucket, I hopped down the big boulder-size rocks to the bank. Quick as I could, I baited my hook and threw the line in. My bobber was bobbing before Daddy even got down to the lake. He set the ice chest down on level ground then sat down on top of it. He could both relax and keep an eye on the beers so me and Coby couldn't sneak one. A few minutes later, Daddy threw in. He worked the line, reeling in gradually, giving it a yank or two. Daddy had learned to be a patient fisherman from his Grandmaw Hawkersmith, the best fisherman he ever knew.
Coby stuck a Styrofoam cup in the bucket. "Gimme some them minners." He chased the little fish around and around, then he reversed directions and mad a awful scramble when them minners tried to put on the brakes. After a couple of times, some minners give up the ghost and floated to the top.
I hollered, "Coby's killing the minners again."
Daddy turned his reel a couple of times. "Boy, you better quit messing."
Coby snatched up one minner and went off to his own rock to pout. He had a time baiting the hook: I thought his thumb was about to be an endangered species. When he finally threw in, that minner had six holes in him, no belly and just a piece of tail dangling.
"Minners is supposed to be live bait," I said.
He threw that line in as hard as he could. The lead carried to line and bobber half-way across the shallows. The minner sailed straight up in the air then landed plop beside Coby. It stared up with its only eye.
"Good throw," I said.
"Thanky."
"Think you'd catch more fish with some bait?"
"Shut up, Small."
He reeled in as fast as he could, re-baited with that same minner, the hook stuck between its eyes, then threw in again. The line zinged through the air. The minner escaped again, plopping into the lake about six feet from shore.
"At least it made it to the water this time," I said.
Him being so sensitive and all, he probably would've cried and run back up to the truck if Floyd Lee and them hadn't showed up, hollering and jumping down the rocks like loose pebbles. Floyd Lee carried his rod and reel. All Tater had was his pump action pellet rifle. Uncle Holland puffed and heaved his way down to the shore beside Daddy. He spread out a folding chair, stuck the pole-holder in the mud, opened a three-layer tackle box, and started making his choice of lures.
"Crappie ain't going to bite no lure," Daddy said.
Holland tied a spinner jig on his line. "Ain't looking for no G-D crappie, Johnny. I'm shooting for me some bass."
Daddy popped the top on a can of Schlitz. I once saw him do the same thing when a Fire Alarm salesman had come to the house. He'd hauled in three kinds of alarms, an extinguisher, and a fancy tape player, along with a six-pack of Pepsi to grease the wheels. At first, Mama, thinking he was an evangelist, wouldn't let him in the door, but when she saw that Pepsi, she said for him to come on in. Normally, nobody made it past the door 'less they had some Co-cola, but times was hard and like they say in church, beggars can't be choosers.
The salesman settled in with his tapes and pictures and liked to scared us to death. Turned out he was so convincing about the hidden dangers of night fires, I was afraid to be burnt up as soon as my head hit the pillow.
Mama must've felt the heat, too, because she said, "Well, John Mark, what do you think?"
Daddy, who'd sat there, not saying a word, just popped the top on a Schlitz and took a good, long drink.
"Thanky, Mister," Mama said and held out her hand. "I don't believe we're interested. We'll be seeing you. Shelva, help the man with the Pepsi."
That night, I was sure our house would burn to the ground. When I got up the next morning and the house still stood, I felt a pang of disappointment. For the next few nights, I went to bed expectant, only to wake up to disappointment. In the end, I realized my futility. That house never did burn down, but it did make me think of my daddy as somebody who could see through folks, like that sales, and know when they was truthful and when they liars.
So when Daddy popped that can at Uncle Holland, I knew it was his way of saying just how little respect he had for Uncle Holland's fishing skills. That's what puzzled me about Daddy not stopping Tater from stealing. Couldn't he see through Tater like he could see through my Uncle?
"What's the gun for?" Coby asked Tater, catching my attention.
Tater pumped the gun twice. "Shooting shad."
I wondered if he stole the gun, too. "Pull up a rock," I said to Floyd Lee. "Let's do some fishing."
"Nah." He laid his rod and reel next to me. "Think me and Tater's going to shoot some shad."
Coby followed them around to an inlet where the water had undercut the bank. Shad schools hid under the banks away from the biggest fish like carp and catfish.
Tater pulled up his pump-action pellet gun and fired two shots. "Got the suckers."
"Let me try," Coby said.
Floyd Lee grabbed the gun. He pumped the gun seven, eight times. The pellet thwumped through the water.
"Like to blowed that one's head off."
He shot a dozen more times then Tater took a turn. When they took a breather to reload, a halo of dead shad–chunks of meat and fins and scales–glimmered in the water.
Now the fish'll never bite, I thought.
"My turn now," Coby half-asked.
They traded looks. Floyd Lee handed Coby the gun. When he pulled the trigger, the gun kicked. The pellet skipped across the water like a smooth, flat rock.
Tater laughed. "How many you figure he killed?"
"Give me that before you hurt somebody." Floyd Lee took the gun back, and they went about their business.
"Let me have another shot, please. Please?"
I wasn't going to look at Daddy. I wasn't, but I could feel his eyes on me, and I got a bad case of the cold, clammy shivers. Then I had to. I had to look. Daddy had his jaw set, his eyes set on the bobber. Then it happened. He gave me The Look. He could've gone on for days, but I cut him off by looking out at my bobber while I reeled in.
My daddy was a man of few words, but he made his meaning clear in little ways. Nodding. Staring. Showing his teeth. All this meant something. Living with Daddy was like having a third base coach in the house. Bunt. Pass the salt. Steal second. Hand me the Phillips head screwdriver. Take on for the team. Go help your brother.
I cussed to myself and set my rod down. I wandered over to the inlet, acted like I was checking out the scenery.
"Hey, Small," Floyd Lee hollered. "You want to do some shooting?"
"Ain't thought about it," I said.
"Come on. It's a lot more fun than baiting a hook."
"I guess I could be persuaded to." I took the gun from him, pumped it two times, which was more than enough to kill a shad, and handed it to my brother. Coby giggled like it was Christmas. He managed the feat of shooting every single pellet with without injuring even one shad.
"Thanks y'all." I handed the empty gun back.
"Hey," said Floyd Lee, "that's all the pellets."
"Do tell." I grinned, and they knew they'd been had.
Me and Coby headed back over to our fishing spots.
"You boys keep it down over there," Uncle Holland hollered. "We's trying to do some fishing here." He reeled in his jig, which by then looked like a soggy wad of snot. "Don't believe they's biting the spinner, Johnny. Maybe a rubber worm."
"Ain't no bass in this lake."
"So I hear tell. But let me ask you this can you guarantee that? Can you see into the hearts and minds of them fish?"
Daddy stuck a fresh minner on the hook and threw in.
I started to tell Uncle Holland about Daddy's Ma Hawkersmith. From what I heard, that woman could catch fish with a bare hook, and when she didn't have no hook, she just talked to them real gentle and they swam clean up to the bank. I imagine it was a pleasure for a fish to be eaten by Ma Hawkersmith. She was a legend in Mystic, Georgia. I wondered what she'd do about Tater's stealing. I started to tell Uncle Holland all this, but something told me he wouldn't get it.
Uncle Holland took a big swig from his flask then spit liquor on the worm. "This'll drive them nuts."
"Wish I had me some of them rubber worms," Coby said.
"What for?" I said.
"So I won't have to bait the hook."
"Won't catch nothing with them."
"Don't catch nothing anyhow."
There he was, belly-aching again, feeling sorry for himself. At a young age, Coby knew there was two kinds of folks–them that was born to catch fish, and them that was born to cut bait. Didn't take much to figure out which one he was.
"Won't catch nothing shooting them shad," I said. "Come on, let's go drown some minners."
"Nope. Don't want to."
We passed by Daddy and Uncle on my way back to the rock. Daddy had collected two fish that was barely keepers and a six pack of empties. About the time I threw in again and was watching that bobber out there mocking me, Daddy said, "Any you boys want something from the store?"
I almost asked for some Funyons, but a funny wisdom came over me and I kept joke to myself. "Another Coke," I said.
"Can I go?" Coby said.
"I reckon that'd be a good idea. Tater, you and Floyd Lee come on ,too." Daddy eyed Uncle Holland for signs of a "no," but he just sipped from his flask and watched his lure get water-logged. Tater and them shrugged then headed for the car.
"Daddy," I ran up to him and spoke so nobody could hear. "Watch out for Tater. He's got sticky fingers."
Instead of nodding like I expected, Daddy squinted up his eyes. "Mind your own business, son. You let me handle the boys, understand?"
"Yes sir."
"Keep an eye on my line while I'm gone."
I flopped down on the rock, my mind all mixed up. I would have to think about this. My daddy always told me to be honest, including telling stories about Abe Lincoln's walking miles to give back pennies–like he was kinfolks. Things like this made my head hurt, when you been told something all your life, then you find out it might not be true. Like when Mama told me Santa Claus wasn't real. My heart about broke. But this was worse, because with or without Santa, I still got Christmas presents. I knew I had to decide whether or not I was going to believe in my daddy.
Before I could, though, my bobber made for hills. Normally, when a crappie bites, it just nibbles the bobber almost never goes underwater, and when it does, it never stays long. My bobber disappeared so fast, I knew I didn't have no crappie on the line.
I yanked to set the hook and started to reeling in. That old reel squealed like stuck pig, and the rod almost bent in two. That fish fought by yanking and pulling something awful. I figured I had me a carp or the like. My arms started to hurt. I almost let go of the reel to stretch out my hands, but I knew the way it pulled, I'd lose it sure as the world. The reel squealed again. I let the line loose so the fish could run, but the funniest thing happened; as soon as it felt the slack, that fish just give up. When I didn't feel nothing on the line, I just reeled in, disappointed.
When the bobber came in, the rod bent in two again. I looked down in the water, and staring up and me was the biggest, yellowest mud cat I'd ever see.
"My God," I said. "I caught the granddaddy of them all."
Either it was dead or played better than any possum, because it just floated in the water, not fighting, hardly even moving. I reached down for that catfish, but there didn't seem to be no place to catch hold. With a crappie or especially a bass, you just grab it by the lower lip and that mouth opens easy as you please. With a catfish, though, that mouth's like sharp sand paper. I studied on it for a minute. I decided to do what Daddy always done. I hooked my thumb and pinkie finger under its bottom fins and squeezed.
Like it'd been goosed, that catfish come to life, twisting and barking up a storm. Before I let loose, it caught my thumb, right under the nail, with a razor-sharp fin. Blood spurted out ever which way. The cut burned like fury.
I dropped that fish real quick.
While the blood washed down my arm, that cat flopped around on top of the rock, hoping, I guess, to land in the water. I flipped it on its side, held it down with my boot. Lord, that thumb burned, but I let it bleed in hopes the poison would run out. The fish laid there, pretty much tuckered out.
When I reached for the hook, I found four rusty old hooks and a rotted lure in its mouth. They seemed sort of like medals, the fish-purple heart or Iron Cross. Maybe he'd got then in battles with fishermen. I imagined some pecking order amongst the fish–"Here come o' Joe. Lookit dat dere rubber worm he got on. Took it off some angler t'other day."
I felt sort of sorry for him, until he tried to stab me again. For his troubles, I kicked him off the grass. I got the needle-nose pliers out of the toolbox. I squashed that fish again, satisfied when it grunted. With the pliers, I yanked on the hook. It popped out, a piece of catfish jaw still stuck on it. Remorse was not what I felt at that moment.
I shoved a nylon stringer through its gills. Tempted as I was to let it go so the stringer could eventually drown it, I set the fish in the water. I tied the stringer off with a square knot. Bent down, I washed the fish slime off my hands. When the water hit my thumb, I screamed bloody murder.
"What's the problem son?" Uncle Holland sounded aggravated. "I'm trying to fish here."
"My thumb." I held up the evidence.
"Bring it over here. Let me take a look see. Come on, I don't have all day."
My legs didn't feel too steady, but I made it over there. I showed him my bloody thumb.
"Catfish got me."
"Catfish huh?" He never got up or took his eyes off his bobber. "Well, it don't look too bad. Get you some ice and soak it. That'll take out the sting."
"You disputing me, boy?"
"Then do like I told you."
I opened Daddy's ice chest and to save time, stuck my hand straight in. "It burns," I cried.
"Sure does, don't it," he laughed.
I kept my hand in the ice, mostly just to spite him. A minute later, Coby and them come running down the rocks.
"We got us some more pellets," Coby said.
Daddy hollered from the car, "Get your hand out of my ice chest, boy."
I guess he thought I was sneaking a beer. "Can't, Daddy. Uncle Holland told me to soak it."
Carrying a grocery bag, Daddy climbed down to us. "What are you soaking it for?"
"Catfish got him," Uncle Holland said. "Told him ice would take the sting out." He winked at me, and I didn't know who I hated more, him or that mudcat.
Daddy pulled out my hand and slid his six-pack and my Coke in. The bleeding had stopped, but the cut had puffed up something terrible. My thumb looked like it'd been boiled 'til it burst. The water in the cooler had turned the color of pink lemonade it almost made me thirsty, until I realized that was my blood. Daddy closed the lid.
"Holland," Daddy said to Uncle Holland, "don't you know nothing about catfish stingers?"
Uncle Holland just played with his lure, reeling in, resting, reeling in, resting. All of a sudden, I knew the answer–he didn't know nothing about catfish or fish in general. Like Coby, he'd been born to cut bait.
"You got the fish, son?"
He acted surprised when I said, "Over yonder on the stringer. Lord, Daddy, this burns like fire."
"Sit down." He half-pushed me down on the ice chest. He reached for the fish, and it about yanked loose. Expecting it, he hauled it up, it wiggling and squirming, trying to cut Daddy it'd done me. He thumped twice on its belly, then seemed to tickle it. That durned mudcat ceased squirming, acted like it'd gone to sleep.
"Here." He brought the fish over to me. "My Ma Hawkersmith taught me how to fix a mudcat sting."
"How'd you do that?" I said.
"Make it go to sleep. It about sliced me to bits."
"Ever seen one of them alligator wrestlers? Same principle. Just tickle its belly some." He grabbed my hand. "Ma Hawkersmith learned me about catfish slime. You ever stopped to think what happens if a cat sticks itself?" He rubbed my cut thumb on the fish's side, coating it in thick slime. "Ma said its slime fixes it up real good."
I flinched, waited for that fiery hurt, but I was amazed. When the slime sunk in, the pain went away. The swelling started sown gradual.
"Better than Mercurochrome," he smiled.
"Or ice water."
He got a Band-Aid out of the tackle box.
"I never knew you had Band-Aids in there."
"You'd be surprised, son. Being a Army medic makes you pack some unusual tackle."
He wrapped up my thumb. He put on Band-Aids faster and better than Mama, who always took care of my cuts.
"All fixed up. You can go back to fishing."
I couldn't help grinning ear to ear, like I'd just got a new toy. I went back to my rock, amazed my thumb felt better. Daddy got out a Schlitz and sat down on the ice chest.
"I reckon the ice would've worked," said Holland, "if you'd give it time."
Daddy popped the top. "One thing I learned in the Army–a man's got to have the equipment for the job."
Everybody got quiet. Coby and them had gone off somewhere. Daddy sipped at his beer like he didn't want it and watched his bobber do the two-step. Holland reeled in his lure, water-logged and sad-looking, then changed over to a spinner.
Just when we'd settled down to some serious fishing, Coby and them come tromping through the woods on that inlet. Between them, Tater and Floyd Lee carried this big snapping turtle by the rim of its shell. Coby flitted around them like a puppy anxious to be patted.
I remembered this one time when I caught me a little snapping turtle and put it in a box. My mama said to watch my fingers. If that turtle caught hold of me, It wouldn't let go until sunset. The thought of putting my finger in a turtle's moth had never occurred to me. If she hadn't said nothing, I probably never would've done what I did.
I stuck my finger in its mouth. When it didn't do nothing, I tickled its nose and neck. I was just about to give up when it chomped down on my thumb. Now, it didn't hurt as much as that mudcat, but I jumped by, that snapper still stuck to my finger, and ran around like a chicken with its head cut off. I tried shucking it. I tried pulling on it. I even tried slamming it on the ground and against a tree. Still, it had ahold of me like it wouldn't let loose until doomsday. I sat down, worn out, and started to crying. I felt so bad for myself, I didn't notice that turtle letting loose and crawling off. I must've felt pity for me because when I finally stopped bawling, that turtle was nowhere in sight. I'd thanked the lord for good, Christian turtles.
That turtle was a shrimp compared to the one Coby and them carried.
"Looky here," Floyd Lee hollered to his Daddy. "Look what we got."
"Well, don't that beat all," Holland said.
"Weighs at least fifty pounds," Coby lied.
They set it down by Holland's tackle box, arms and legs tucked inside for safety. Floyd Lee rummaged through his Daddy's tackle box. "Where's the can opener?"
"What you want it for, son?"
Coby and them traded sinful looks.
"We're going to open up this here turtle, see what's inside," Tater said.
"That'd kill it," I said, bewildered they'd even think about it.
Coby said, "it would?"
Tater looked at me like I was some dumb shad. "So?"
"So? So?" I left my line in the water and got up in Coby's face. "Who do you think you are?"
"You ain't his daddy," said Tater. "Don't tell him what to do."
"Yeah," said Coby.
I looked the situation over. "Shooting shad's one thing, but using a can opener on a turtle ain't right. It just ain't right."
"Why not?" said Tater.
I could tell by the look on his face, he really didn't know. "Because it ain't like to Oldsmobile. You just can't lift the hood and give it the once over. That shell's attached."
"So?" said Tater.
"So you'll kill it."
"That's what I had in mind." He smiled the same way Holland had when I stuck my hand in the ice chest. Coby and Floyd Lee turned pasty white. I could tell that wasn't what they had in mind.
"The opener's in the bottom," Holland said flatly, "underneath the tray of rubber worms."
Tater got it out.
Daddy never turned around. "Put that thing up."
Tater waited, unsure of himself, for Holland to say something.
"I told you to put it up. I don't want to tell you again."
When Tater dropped it, the opener rattled in the metal tackle box.
"You boys let that turtle loose. Coby, you and Tater set him in the water over here by me."
Tater didn't want to, but both boys did like they were told. After it had drifted out some, the turtle stuck out its head, took a look around, and dove out of sight. Tater and Floyd Lee stood around, I think waiting for my uncle to do something–to say something. Holland kept an eye his line like it was his birthright to sit there and fish.
"Coby," Daddy said, "why don't you bait you a hook and drown some minners."
Coby knew that wasn't no request.
Right about then, Holland got ready to go. "Don't guess them bass is biting today." He clipped off the lure and threw it in the tackle box. "Boys, grab my seat. Let's get on to the house."
Nobody seemed disappointed that Holland had made this decision. His "boys," grabbing what they could or felt like, climbed up to the car.
"Y'all don't rush off now," Daddy said while shaking Holland's hand. "We got a whole bunch of minners left to drown."
"Just ain't my day, I guess, Johnny. Let's get together again sometime."
By the looks they gave and the way Daddy let them leave without waving, I knew we'd never go fishing with them again.
"So," I said to Coby so Daddy couldn't hear. "what else did Tater steal at the store?"
"Oh yeah, I didn't get to tell you about that. Daddy took him by the arm to the counter and made him pay the man for what he stole."
"You're pulling my leg."
"Ain't done it."
"And Tater done it?"
Coby wrinkled up them mole eyes. "Would you tell Daddy you wasn't going to do something?"
I didn't even need to answer that. We settled into fishing. Even Coby set still for awhile so we could listen to the lake, enjoy the frogs singing. We didn't catch nothing after that, but we faithfully baited and threw in until all the minners was gone.
"It's getting about that time, boys,"
I got the stringers and the rods. Coby brought up the minner bucket. Daddy hefted the ice chest up to the road. We put the mudcat on ice for the ride back home. A fish that big wasn't no good for eating, but it'd look great with me holding it up for Mama's Polaroid. I had me a trophy and a good scar. We got in the truck, squeezing together like sardines and smelling like them, too.
"That was useless," Coby said.
"What you mean?" I said.
"We didn't catch hardly nothing, except that catfish, and it about took your thumb off."
"Fishing ain't about catching fish, son," Daddy said.
I knew Coby didn't get it and probably never would. If wasn't no explaining it to him, though, so I just popped the top on a Co-cola, took a good long sip, and settled in for the ride back home.
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2015 Santa Barbara International Film Festival Winning Films
For the complete list with links to all the winning films - scroll down to the bottom!
Santa Barbara, CA -- The 30th Annual Santa Barbara International Film Festival, presented by UGG Australia, announced the winners of the 2015 festival competition at a Press Conference and Brunch Saturday morning at the Fess Parker – A Doubletree by Hilton Resort. The festival's 30th edition proved once again that SBIFF consistently presents truly exceptional films, spanning many genres, generations and topics and even surpassed years past. This year we welcomed more filmmakers and attendees than ever before, and provided a fare that was embraced and celebrated by cinephiles from around the globe.
Commented Executive Director Roger Durling: "Audiences were treated to the most innovative and daring collection of films in our 30-year history, which is reflective of Santa Barbara's eclectic and informed film-going community. We were thrilled by the response to this year's slate, which was further enhanced by new sidebars, such as Cinematic Overtures, which featured films dealing with performance and dance, hence the opening night film Desert Dancer and this year's audience choice winner."
The esteemed jury for the 2015 SBIFF included: Director and cinematographer Will Eubank, director Peter Chelsom, producer Chaz Ebert, actors Anthony and Arnette Zerbe, composer/lyricist Adam Guettel, actor James Read, SBIFF founder Phyllis de Picciotto, director/actor Perry Lang and producer Mimi deGruy.
The Panavision Spirit Award for Independent Cinema, given to a unique independent feature that has been made outside mainstream Hollywood, went to Bang Bang Baby (US Premiere), directed by Jeffrey St. Jules and starring Jane Levy, Justin Chatwin, Peter Stormare, and David Reale about a small town teenager in the 1960s who believes her dreams of becoming a famous singer will come true when her rock star idol gets stranded in town. But a leak in a nearby chemical plant that is believed to be causing mass mutations threatens to turn her dream into a nightmare. Winner received a Panavision camera package worth $60,000.
James Read, along with Will Eubanks judged the Independent category, commented that it was a tough call, but Bang Bang Baby was like "Lynch meets Hairspray. Original, cool underlying metaphors, visually very interesting, some really neat performances and sometimes very touching…a unique vision."
The Audience Choice Award, sponsored by the Santa Barbara Independent, went to the New Zealand documentary Hip Hop-eration (US Premiere), directed by Bryn Evans. The film follows a troupe of courageous, yet cheeky, senior citizens on an extraordinary quest to perform at the World Hip Hop Championships in Las Vegas.
The Best International Film Award went to Belgium's All Cats Are Grey (Tous Les Chats Sont Gris) (US Premiere), directed by Savina Dellicour and starring Manon Capelle, Bouli Lanners, Anne Coesens, and Dune de Braconier. A private detective is approached by his estranged teenage daughter when she seeks his professional help in finding her biological father.
Adam Guettel and Mimi de Gruy chose All Cats are Grey because "it is quietly told but cohesive and compelling. The three leads are entirely real in their circumstances. It's a moving film."
Best Documentary Film Award went to Children of the Arctic (US Premiere), Switzerland, directed by Nick Brandestini. At the Arctic edge of America, five Native Alaskan teenagers strive to be both modern American kids and the inheritors of an endangered whaling culture.
Said jurors Phyllis de Picciotto and Chaz Ebert, "We chose Children Of The Arctic because this extraordinary film about five Native Alaskan teens in Barrow, Alaska, the northern most community in the United States is important and timely. Every aspect of their daily lives, family history, customs, language, way of life and the environment that sustains them is at great risk of extinction. Nick Brandestini's portrait of the current lives of these teenagers and the decisions they have to make about their futures took us far away from the average cities in America to tiny towns in Alaska and helped us understand a very real gap in culture and values. Children Of The Arctic should be shown everywhere, including high schools and colleges.
The Nueva Vision Award went to Happy Times (Tiempos Felices) (US Premiere),from Mexico, directed by Luis Javier M. Henaine and starring Luis Arrieta, Cassandra Ciangherotti, Humberto Busto, Iván Arana, Miguel Rodarte, and Bárbara de Regil. In this quirky romantic comedy, Max, unable to break up with his girlfriend, hires an agency that specializes in ending relationships.
The best Eastern European Film Award went to Monument to Michael Jackson(Spomenik Majklu Dzeksonu) (US Premiere), directed by Darko Lungulov and starring Natasa Tapuskovic, Ljubomir Bandovic, and Boris Milivojevic. In a desperate attempt to save his crumbling marriage and to bring life back into his community, a man plans to replace an old communist monument with a statue of the King of Pop.
The first time for this category, which spotlights Santa Barbara Filmmakers and documentaries that highlight community issues, the Santa Barbara Features Award, presented by COX Communications, went to Holbrook/Twain: An American Odyssey, directed by Scott Teems and featuring Hal Holbrook, Sean Penn, Annie Potts, Martin Sheen, Emile Hirsch and Robert Patrick. This documentary presents an intimate portrait of actor Hal Holbrook, whose celebrated portrayal of Mark Twain has spanned over 60 years in film, television and theater.
The Bruce Corwin Award for Best Live Action Short Film Under 30 Minutes went to The Answers, directed by Michael Goode. Immediately after his death, a car crash victim gets answers to every question he's ever had about his life, including what did it all mean?
Peter Chelsom, who along with Perry Lang judged the short films, commented that The Answers "might be considered by some to be a little 'commercial-like' and I would agree with that up to a point, but the fact is, for me, is that it was extremely well made and there must have been a good script behind it (you don't just 'find' those moments!). It touched me. I feel that among all the short filmmakers, this filmmaker is most likely to make features. And that's important. It's such a tough business that you have to be realistic in that regard. It was so well crafted. The compression was very good. The fact that it was under seven minutes might be a lesson to some of the others."
The Bruce Corwin Award for Best Animation Short Film went to Load from Israel and directed by Niv Shpigel and Robert Moreno. Sinking under the weight of his own memories, a man confronts the questions: Is our past more important than life? What would we give up in order to keep on going?
The award for Documentary Short Films went to Life After Pi, directed by Scott Leberecht. Rhythm & Hues Studios, the LA-based visual effects company, won an Academy Award for Life of Pi just two weeks after declaring bankruptcy.
The Fund for Santa Barbara Social Justice Award Sponsored by The Fund for Santa Barbara for a documentary film that addresses social justice issues went to A Snake Gives Birth To A Snake (US Premiere), directed by Michael Lessac. When South African actors tour war-torn regions around the globe they reflect on their homeland's violent past, its impact on the world and their individual capacities to heal and forgive.
The 30th Santa Barbara International Film Festival, presented by UGG Australia, concludes with the US Premiere of Niki Caro's McFarland, USA, starring Kevin Costner and Maria Bello. And as a special treat, the film was preceded by a performance of the Oscar-nominated song "Lost Stars," performed by Gregg Alexander and Danielle Brisebois and band.
The schedule for the Third Weekend, featuring the Best of the Fest will be announced soon.
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There has been lots of positive activity in the British Taekwondo Para-Poomsae Department. On March the 10th the Para-Poomsae coaches: Russell Watkinson, Terry Cooper and Gemma Biescas had a very productive meeting with Tracey McCillen who is the Chief Executive at UK Sports Association for People with a Learning Disability and chair of the Nominations Committee for INAS. This was extremely informative and helped get a clear classification structure for P20 Poomsae athletes in the UK.
Also in March British Taekwondo held two open sessions to scout for Para Talent ID one in Ickenham and the 2nd one at Quest TKD Centre in Barnsley. It was an excellent turn-out at both the venues and was good to seen new clubs and potential new competitors attend.
Although we have had small Para-Poomsae teams competing in the past until now there has never been an Official British Taekwondo Para-Poomsae Squad. Following on from the 2017 success of the Para-Poomsae athletes there is now a squad selection criteria and an elite athlete pathway. At present, there are only two World Taekwondo Classification divisions P20 Intellectual Impairment and P30 Physical Impairment. The GB coaches are aiming to increase numbers and get the GB Classification divisions into the major championships, which include visual impairment, limb deficiency, hearing impairment, a wheelchair user and short stature.
As with all disciplines, the National squad aims to be high performance based and looking for Competitive International levels, so a minimal standard is required. Over 20 athletes from the various divisions were invited to join the GB Squad and those that did not get selected at this time were advised to continue training at club and domestic competition level.
Saturday 14th April was the first Para-Poomsae National Squad Training Session – the day was split into three separate groups based on impairments, and then each of these groups was further split into three groups of 1-3 players and rotated between the all the Para Coaches. The training was high intensity, and each player received individual training feedback and notes to work on for the next session and to prepare for the GB International in July.
On Wednesday 18th April 2018 three members of the Great Britain Para-Poomsae P20 Squad were invited by Mencap to Parliament to do a demonstration and meet some members of Parliament. The meeting was an All Party Parliamentary Group on Learning Disability (APPG) and was chaired by the Rt. Hon Mark Harper MP with Kate Green MP and Baroness Hollins as Vice Chairs.
The meeting discussed the opportunities for P20 athletes to compete at Elite levels. The athletes: Megan Clements from Aquila (P20 U30 Female European Gold Medallist), Rajinder Chatha from LTA (P20 +31 World Bronze & European Silver Medallist), & Bradley Brockies from Yong Gi (P20 Junior World & European Gold Medallist) showed off their 2017 medals.
Each player spoke about their Taekwondo journey and accomplishments; they also performed individually and also helped encourage a taster session for the Members of Parliament to have a go at Taekwondo.
This was a fantastic experience, and many of the new squad members will be performing in another demonstration opportunity at the Birmingham NEC next week.


At Ezekiel and Stearns we often get custom order requests. While we specialize in offering wood farmhouse tables and chairs for sale we get all kinds of requests including requests from customers to use your very own reclaimed wood to make a custom farmhouse table.
One of the key features of a farm table is the wood table top, and one of today's hottest trends is using reclaimed wood for the table top. Making custom handmade tables using reclaimed wood can take extra time but using reclaimed wood to create your own custom hardwood table can give your table an especially rustic or antique look.
If you're in the market for a wood farmhouse table for your kitchen or dining room then we can help you select the look that's right for you and build you a custom handmade table. While we have our own supply of reclaimed wood if you've got your own reclaimed wood that you would like us to use, perhaps from a family farm or an antique piece of furniture you are looking to upcycle or re-purpose feel free to contact us to learn how you can have have that sentimental value and history built right into your very own custom farm table built just for you.
Whatever wood you choose custom orders mean you can have the perfect piece crafted for your dining room, kitchen, or even office. If there is a specific type of wood you would like to use, such as cherry, walnut, redwood, mahogany, or even an exotic woods like canarywood or camaru we can help you. Just contact using our custom order inquiry page.


Double skin concepts for each project are characterized by their individual requirements. We recommend early, thorough and integrated investigation in order to define the most effective construction principle. We are prepared to share our expertise with architects and planners during this process.


BPW Members: To receive the member rate, BPW members must log in with our special member name and password. If you do not know it, please contact President Laura Hartwick at President@BPWraleigh.org.
The Daly Seven is pleased to host the first Morrisville Meet up at the Holiday Inn Express RDU. Morrisville Meet Up is a new late afternoon networking opportunity to connect with others to grow your business. Don't miss this great new event!
The Holiday Inn Express is the host for the evening. Come out and see their great facility and be sure to refer Holiday Inn Express to those planning to visit your business and family and are in need of lodging.
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Members - no charge but RSVPs would be most appreciated!


I unfortunately had multiple copies of procmon in my machine and after running an older version of the procmon, any attempt to run a newer version resulted in an error message saying "Another version of the Process Monitor driver is already loaded. A reboot is required to run this version". I tried running procmon /terminate without any avail.
The solution is simple. Navigate to HKCU\SysInternals\Process Monitor registry key. Delete the Process Monitor node or delete all the keys and values under the node. Before doing this you may want to make sure procmon is not running. Running procmon /terminate command is a good option to consider. Restart the machine and you should be able to run the new version of the procmon.
The reason behind the error is because the procmon*.sys driver was always held by the OS kernel after you first execute the procmon.exe. This looks life a bug because the newer versions of the procmon.exe doesn't seem to do this. You can find out whether the driver is loaded by the kernel by running the pocexp tool.


Angel Heart tells the real-life story of the Tans who fight the odds to raise their two children in a red light district. Though An An has a congenital heart problem and Cheng Cheng is intellectually disabled, both are loved by all denizens of the Keong Saik red light district. But when An An's condition takes a turn for the worse and Cheng Cheng gets into a serious accident, the parents face the possibility of losing both their children. Will the family be able to survive this crisis?
- Angel Heart was screened at two cinemas in Singapore (Jade and Century) in August 2001.
- It has also been screened on television in Singapore and Mauritius.


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Defining Moments and Other Misunderstandings
by Reader Submitted • Jan 28, 2007
Quick Clamp Wrap
"I just read the small article on the Quick Clamp Wrap and was impressed. It leaves me with the impression that if I clamp something with it and take the tape off after 12 hours, I will be able to reuse it. Is that so?" – Michael Holubar
Nope. According to the manufacturer, the tape grips to itself and immediately begins forming a bond that becomes permanent after about a day. Odds are, you will not be able to peel it off itself after twelve hours. – Editor
"I remember using tape like this when I was in the Air Force. It was as handy as a pocket on a shirt. We used it for everything, and we called it F-4 tape." – Jim Snow
"How is this different than the F-4 tape that I have seen at Home Depot?" – Ken Sternberg
Funny you should ask that, because there is quite a story behind it. We'll let the owner of the tape company tell it. – Editor
"My company sold Home Depot the basic X-Treme Tape. They later contacted a major supplier of duct tape, but not of silicone tape, and asked them to supply it. Rather than contact us, they found a firm that supplied them with tape, but of inferior quality. The tape they bought had 40 percent of the weight of our tape and was so thin that it caused problems in the electrical and mechanical areas. Not surprisingly, they became concerned about the quality of their supplier's product and came to us. We are now quoting and will be supplying that company with X-Treme Tape, although the package will show their name, as it does now. The other differences you will notice above and beyond the greater weight, electrical insulation, stretch and strength is that our tape has an added ingredient to improve the grab and a liner that separates more easily from the silicone tape." – Joe Miller
A Defining Moment
"Thank you so much for putting the link to the online dictionary of wood terms. I have put it in my favorites. Like one of your other readers, I am not a very experienced woodworker so sometimes some of the terms confuse me. Incidentally, is flatsawn the same as plainsawn?" – Eva Bailey
Yep. – Editor
Pencil It In
Carol Reed, one of our answer mavens, suggested melamine as a good material for router table tops. This reader agreed, and added his own additional reasons for liking the stuff. – Editor
"Carol didn't mention that you can use a pencil to mark cut lines, notes, and calculations on melamine, then easily remove them with an eraser or a damp cloth." – Tom Morris
Depth Con
Several readers pointed out that the answers on one of the questions in our Q&A section were not only wrong, but way too kind to the manufacturers. – Editor
"Sorry, but I think both answers to the question in issue #179 on drill press sizes are wrong. The center of the spindle of my old 14″ Delta drill press is 7″ from the post. So the 14″ drill press will bore a hole in the center of a 14″ board, not a 28″ board. This is consistent with every other drill press I have seen." – Keith McKinnon
"In the latest eZine issue, both respondents to this question gave incorrect information. A so-called 14-inch drill press will drill to the center of a 14″ circle. The throat depth is half of the rating given by virtually all manufacturers." – Steve Leverich
"Some drill press buyers are going to be sadly disappointed if they believe that. My Delta that is labeled '12 Inch Drill Press' and has the center of the chuck only six inches away from the column. The advertised sizes, probably to make things sound better than they are, are the size of a circle you can drill in the center of, and have been so for many years." – Milford Brown
More on MDF and MDO
An online discussion about whether or not MDF contains metal prompted this writer, a former US Plywood employee and MDF exporter, to fill in more background on this handy stuff. – Editor
"MDF was first produced by The Medford Corporation in the early '80s. It is basically sawdust heated under pressure until the cells break down and lignum itself becomes the adhesive. The board is extruded or pressed. Do not confuse this product with particleboard, in which one can find metal. The manufacturing process is totally different, as is the product. MDF is an incredibly flat and smooth surface. It is not an exterior product like MDO, nor is it structural panel.
"MDO comes from the late '50s. It was resin-impregnated paper laid one or two sides on a piece of fir plywood. Under heat and pressure, the paper is both the adhesive and the finished surface. The plywood was exterior grade and/or marine grade. The resin-impregnated paper brand name was Crezon, by Crown Zellerback Paper Co, and held paint superbly. That product, when painted, was used for signs, 'lap strake' boat hulls, roll-up doors on trailers, and as soffets and lap siding on houses. It has a strength that neither particleboard or MDF have. If you do any cutting of MDF or MDO, you should use a mask." – Tom Heilpern
One More Time: It's Not a Review
Along with another writer who called this "a totally useless review" because it did not rate the tool against other similar ones, came this letter. – Editor
"I'm not sure what the point of this article was. I could have read the brochure. It would be nice if you included some information about how it performed and if you felt it was worth the $349.00, or is this just a paid ad for RIDGID?" – Donald C. Burr
On several occasions, we have explained that we do not review tools in the eZine, only in the print version of Woodworker's Journal, and that this segment is to preview tools, not review or rate them. While there are paid ads in the eZine, that was not one of them. We try to be clear about what is and is not a paid advertisement. – Editor
British Form vs. American Style
"Not really a typo, but it does annoy me when people misuse our shared English language as in 'Most woodworkers start small.' You cannot start 'small.' 'Small' is an adjective. You should say 'Most woodworkers start in a small way.' Another favourite one is to 'get things done fast.' Again, 'fast' is an adjective. Try the adverb 'quickly'. Sorry to rant on. I'll still keep on reading your great eZine." – Frank Johnson (UK)
Good thing you don't live on this side of the pond, Frank, or you would be in a perpetual state of annoyance about some of our favorite, as opposed to favourite, expressions. Here it is common to be "real" happy about getting "fresh" brewed coffee (instead of being really happy about getting freshly brewed coffee.) The line between adverbs and adjectives has been blurring in common usage in the U.S., but the reality is that how we use our language dictates what it is and what changes befall it. Such changes "start small" but soon expand. While it may rankle the linguistic old guard, common usage eventually defines what is acceptable. – Editor
Typo Corner
Here's where fast fingers and spell check programs work together to mangle what we meant to say. – Editor
"I like your sight."
We can see how you would. – Editor
Additional Wishes for a Happy Fourth
In last issue's eZine, Rob wished our U.S. readers a happy Fourth of July (Independence Day in the U.S.). Several American readers also wanted to express their patriotism.
Painted Wood: A Sin?; Radial Arm Saws: OK for Dadoing?
In last issue's eZine, Rob asked whether painting wood was "a sin, or just very wrong."
Fillers: A Bleaching Hazard?
Response to Floor Question: Don't Forget the Appliances
The Names You Call Yourselves
Big Slabs are the Best – for Some


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Tell us something about yourself: Hello my name is Luke and i play wow the whole day, Im 15 years old and very intrested in a good guild .
Thanks for reading my application, looking forward to hear from you! I will gladly answer to any possible questions.


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		    	Matcher m = p.matcher( "abc" );

		    	boolean found = false;
		    	while(m.find()) {
		    		System.out.println("Matched using Pattern and Matcher");
		    		found = true;
		    	}
		    	if(!found) {
		    		System.out.println("Not matching with Pattern and Matcher");
		    	}

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Don Kipper
Don Kipper + Roberta Pia
The Crofters Rights, 117-119 Stokes Croft, Bristol BS1 3RW
Tickets: £8/10 + BF
Tickets https://www.headfirstbristol.co.uk/#date=2019-06-07&event_id=52741
FB Event: https://www.facebook.com/events/266723764246251/
Don Kipper are a multi-award winning sextet led by the formidable Greek-Serbian singer Dunja Botic. Propelled by a rhythm section featuring some of London's jazz scene's most innovative musicians they create an explosive and contemporary sound drawing from modern Romani music, bone-deep rural folk traditions and relentless rhythms from North and West Africa. As part of a generation of musicians with access to the world's songbook, and rooted in one of the world's most cosmopolitan cities, their influences are rich and varied. They're inspired by the music found on dusty Eastern European wax cylinders, pirate CDs from downtown Dakar, and shaky handheld videos of the rawest wedding music from across the Mediterranean and the Caspian Sea.
http://donkipper.com
Roberta Pia – Singer, songwriter, DJ, and co-founder of the brilliantly weird Banana Sessions. Roberta Pia sings honest songs about the highs, the lows, humans, the world, and back in the day when jukeboxes weren't shit.
https://www.facebook.com/robertapiamusic/
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At Harbourside Animal Hospital, our Tampa veterinarian Dr. Timothy Hodge is committed to helping your pet live a long, healthy life. Tampa pet wellness care and preventive veterinary medicine is essential to ensuring the health of your pet. Our personalized, attentive services include annual check-ups, spay neuter operations, routine pet vaccinations and pet dental care.
Preventive care starts with an annual pet wellness care exam. During this exam, Dr. Hodge conducts a full physical on your pet as well as diagnostic tests. These tests include blood count, urinalysis, blood chemistry and a parasite screening. Our lab tests are done in-house, and help us to detect a disease or condition before your pet shows symptoms. We will also ensure that your pet is up to date on all pet vaccinations. Many of these vaccines, including rabies and distemper, require annual vaccinations.
Did you know that many serious illnesses in pets are linked to poor dental hygiene? Just like in humans, plaque and tartar can build up along the gum line in your pet's mouth, leading to infections and gingivitis. Without proper treatment, a gum infection can easily spread to the bloodstream and affect internal organs. Our animal hospital provides routine dental cleanings to remove plaque and tartar build-up and polish teeth.
If you have a new puppy or kitten in your family, we encourage you to bring them in for our young animal well care program. We will begin your puppy or kitten on a pet vaccination series that he or she will need to receive every three to four weeks, from the ages of eight weeks to sixteen weeks. We will also deworm your pet and place him or her on heartworm prevention medication along with a flea and tick prevention program. We also offer spay neuter operations.
As pets age, a semi-annual wellness exam can help identify and diagnose age-related conditions before they impact your pet's health. You may notice that your pet begins to slow down a little or no longer hear as well as he or she once did. Inside, your pets organs are also aging. A semi-annual wellness exam for senior pets helps our veterinary team to diagnose internal conditions, such as thyroid imbalance, cancer, or heart disease, before these conditions detrimentally affect your pet's health.
We also offer Tampa pet holistic care services. Our goal with pet holistic care is to provide complementary treatments that enhance your pet's overall wellness. For example, many pets develop arthritis as they age, and struggle to jump, run and move like they once did. Pet acupuncture treatments are a safe and natural way to relieve this pain, along with pain from past traumas and injuries. In addition to pet acupuncture, simple dietary changes, like the inclusion of fish oil supplements, can help pets stay active well into their golden years.
If your dog or cat is overweight, nutrition counseling and a prescription diet can help your pet get healthy. Just like in humans, excess weight gain strains a pet's joints and damages the internal organs. While there are a large variety of pet foods on the market, many contain fillers, additives and preservatives that can contribute to weight gain. Our nutrition counseling can help you find the right diet for your pet.
In addition to the preventative care programs, Harbourside Animal Hospital also provides pet microchipping services. Microchipping is a quick, painless way to increase the chances that your dog or cat will be returned to you should he or she get out. We also offer health certificates and early morning admissions. For pet owners with busy schedules, rather than having to schedule an appointment at a specific time during the day, we allow pets to be admitted to our facility, receive the necessary services or treatments, and keep them until they can be picked up by their owners later on.
Call us at (813)-229-3322to find out more about Pet Wellness Care.


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Q: Perl: long string conversion to comma delimited list of bytes I want to convert ABCDEF to A,B,C,D,E,F
What is the fastest way to do this using Perl?
I have lots of strings to convert and the strings can be up to 32768 bytes long.  So, I want to lower the overhead from the string conversion.

A: How about
$string =~ s/.\K(?=.)/,/g;       # using \K keep escape
$string =~ s/(?<=.)(?=.)/,/g;    # pure lookaround assertion

Or
$string = join ",", split(//, $string);

To find the fastest solution, use Benchmark.
Extra credit:
This is the result of a benchmark I tried. Surprisingly, the \K escape is much faster than the pure lookaround, which is about as fast as the split/join.
use strict;
use warnings;
use Benchmark qw(cmpthese);

my $string = "ABCDEF" x 1000;

cmpthese(-1, {
    keep       => 'my $s = $string; $s =~ s/.\K(?=.)/,/g',
    lookaround => 'my $s = $string; $s =~ s/(?<=.)(?=.)/,/g',
    splitjoin  => 'my $s = $string; $s = join ",", split(//, $string)'
});

Output:
                 Rate  splitjoin lookaround       keep
splitjoin   6546367/s         --        -6%       -47%
lookaround  6985568/s         7%         --       -44%
keep       12392841/s        89%        77%         --

A: $ perl -le 'print join(",", unpack("(A)*", "hello"))'
h,e,l,l,o

$ perl -le 'print join(",", unpack("C*", "hello"))'
104,101,108,108,111

$ perl -le 'print join(",", unpack("(H2)*", "hello"))'
68,65,6c,6c,6f

A: my $str = "ABCDEFGHIJKL";

my @chars = $str =~ /./sg;

print join ",", @chars;

A: If you're trying to print strings with lower overhead, you may want to just print the string while you parse it, rather than doing the whole transformation in memory, i.e.
while (m/(.)\B/gc){
 print "$1,";
};
if (m/\G(.)/) {
  print "$1\n";
}