Saturday, July 30, 2011

Beauty and the Beast: Part 3

The next day was a blur for Adam.   His parents cried, many discrete doctors were called, in the end there was nothing to be done.  That was his face now.  Adam locked himself in his penthouse alone.  Convinced he would stay that way forever.

Soon there was a media frenzy.  Where was Adam Brunswick?  What happened to the city's poster playboy? Adam watched all of it unfolding.  He called the people he thought were friends, but it seemed that he was out of sight out of mind. Several days passed with no change, until a summer evening with a moon hanging low in the sky.  Adam was watching the city, missing the bustle of it all when he heard a voice.



"Beautiful isn't it?"

Adam turned sharply to face The Enchantress who had slipped in silently with the moon beams.

"You. What did you do to me?"  Adam was retraining himself as best he could.
"A favor, whether or not you see it that way."
"A favor? You made me a monster."
"Oh no, you were a monster before, I just made it more apparent." She said slipping gracefully onto the ledge to look at the lights of the city. "You my dear boy, you were bought everything except, it seems decency."
"Fix me.  Please. I'll pay you whatever you want."
"For once it's not about the money. It's about the lesson.  Once you've learned it you'll change back."
"What lesson?"
"Love. You need to learn to love."
"I know how to love, I've loved tons of women!"
"There are so very many things wrong with that sentence. Let's deconstruct, shall we?  First of all you have slept with tons of women that is not love, it's trashy and tacky.  Secondly love is a reciprocal agreement you must love her she must love you.  Do you see how that works?"
"Fine what do I need to do?"
"You have one year to find someone to love you for who you are."
"That's going to be impossible! There has to be another way."
"Sorry, that's the way's it's always been."
"And what if I can't find someone in a year?"
"Then you'd better get used to that reflection."  And with that the Enchantress faded away into soft breeze and away into the night.


Adam walked to the hallway mirror and stared at his face.  He stared so long that all he could see was shapes and lines.  Then for the first time in Adam's adult life he felt like nothing.

The media attention wasn't dying down and it had been almost three weeks since Adam went into hiding. The day after his encounter with The Enchantress Adam told his parents how he could break his curse.  They set about setting up all kinds of online dating, matchmaking services, even a reward.  However, Adam wanted no part of it.  He just wanted to be left along to wallow in self pity.

The other big change in Adam's life was the addition of a new staff member.  A P.R. rep to handle Adam's sudden disappearance hired at his father's insistence.  His name was George Cayhill and he was arriving in ten minutes.  Adam had spent the morning pacing nervously awaiting his arrival.  Finally the door opened and Adam heard the sound of high heels on the tile foyer.  That was odd.  He decided to take a peak at the intruder.

"Hello?"  Called out a woman with wide eyes, "Is anyone here?"
"You're not George Cayhill." Adam called back into the cavernous front room and it echoed back to him.
The woman jumped,   "Very astute, no no George Cayhill is a bit higher up than me so they passed your account on to me.  But I assure you I'm very capable and I'll do an excellent job with your account."
Adam couldn't quite see her, but her voice sounded familiar "What's your name?"
"Oh... right I'm sorry. I'm Bethany Charles. And you are... hiding? Why are you hiding? Come out here."
Adam walked out just barely into the light, "It's you! So this is what happened to Adam Brunswick" Bethany said smiling, "I was wondering if you were okay, but I didn't have a name and I..."
"Get out."
"Excuse me?"
"I said get out.  I won't work with you."
"Well that's just too bad, because guess what? No one else will.  Adam Brunswick is not a desirable boss, your reputation precedes you."
"What?"
"Yep that's right. So it's either me or no one.  And believe me at the moment you could use someone to handle this mess.  And another thing, you are severely ungrateful for a guy who I helped out.  But if you'd rather handle this yourself, fine. Stay in your tower and rot."  Bethany turned to leave and Adam quickly thought it over.
"Wait."
Bethany stopped in the doorway and turned.  She let out a big sigh, "What?"
"What's your plan?"
"I'm sorry?"
"How are you going to fix this? Explain my disappearance."
"You've got to be kidding."
"No, if you're going to stay I have to be sure your going to do the job well.  So... explain."
"Okay.  First off you're headed to rehab.  Not actually you, the media version of you that I am going to create."
"That explains three months tops."
"Will you let me finish.  First rehab for drinking, then for gambling.  After that you're headed to a Buddhist retreat far, far away.  That should get us at least a year and a half then we'll discuss further plans.  I've got all the paper work filled out for both rehab centers and have a look-alike prepped to be sent to the first, with a signed confidentiality agreement.  If he talks we can almost legally kill him .  He's been instructed to keep to his room and keep appearances to a minimal.  The staff would be told the he, or you, is to be left alone.  He'll be you for the next year.  We'll leaked the story to at least three entertainment new corporations and every tabloid you can think of.  Trust me, the question of where Adam Brunswick has gone will not only be answered it will become a reality.  I can have all of this ready to go by six am tomorrow.  Why? Because I am very, very good.  Still want me to go?



Bethany set up and office in the penthouse and soon was sending out all kinds of press releases and publicity photos that were released at precise intervals.  The world soon believed every word she fed them, and Adam was safe once more from the prying eyes of the media machine.

The longer Bethany stayed, the more Adam found he liked her.  She was straight forward, always said what she meant, that was so different from the women he usually dated.  He also noticed little things they had in common, the music she listened to while working and the magazines she'd bring with her to read on brake. The way she'd take off her high heels by noon because they pinched her feet, the fact that at lunch she'd always offer to pick him something up made him want to know more about her. Yes, Adam liked everything about Bethany.  He started to change just a little here and there.  Attempting to tell bad jokes just to see her smile or getting her coffee or just cleaning up after himself in general.  Bethany even started to stay after hours just to have dinner with him or watch a movie.  Soon they even started talking to each other on the phone at all hours. 

As bad as the curse was before, it was unbearable now.  To have finally found a person he could really talk to, a girl he really liked and wanted to be around for more than an evening and have no way to be with her.   Bethany was sweet, but the only reason she could be there was because she was nice and it was her job.  And as the months passed Adam became more and more depressed.

"What's wrong?" Bethany asked Adam
"Nothing."
"Well that's just not true. I know when you're in a pissy mood. Spill."
"I'm fine. Really."
"Is it about the banquet thing?"
"No that's.. wait... what banquet thing?"
"You're parents didn't tell you?"
"My response to you're question should've filled you in that they didn't."
"Your parents are throwing this big banquet for charity next week.  I thought you were bummed  about the fact that you weren't going."
"Well, that wasn't it, but it is now."
"Why can't you go?  Come on, I'll rent you a tux.  I'll get a dress we'll crash.  It'll be fun."
"Aren't you forgetting something?"
"What?" Adam hid his head in his hands, "Oh you mean your hideous face." Adam looked up sharply, "Oh come on, I was kidding.  I don't know you care, it's not about what other people think.  If you like you who cares about everyone else."
"That's east for you to say, your hot."
"Thanks, but I still think you're being really stupid about this.  It's at your parents house.  We'll go and just hide and watch from upstairs.  Is that a possibility? "
" I guess so. Do I still have to wear the tux?"
"You bet your ass you do."

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Reconstructing Grimm: Beauty and the Beast: Episode 3



The fourth installment of the reconstructing grimm webseries, I'm a big fan!  Enjoy! James Clark is my hero.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Beauty and the Beast: Part 2


It was nightfall before Adam woke up.  He was still in the park. That was one of two things he knew that the moment, he was in the park and he had a splitting headache.  Adam stood-up and went for his cellphone... which was missing.  Then he moved for his wallet... which was also gone.

"... I've been mugged." He thought, "great, just great. looks like I'm walking."

Adam started the long trudge to his penthouse.  The night was pleasant enough.  Despite the inconvenience of losing two of his most prized possessions all in all it wasn't a bad walk.  Besides he figured he'd just go long enough to find someone to help him and offer a massive reward.

Before long Adam saw a jogger.

"Hey! Hey buddy!," Adam called out.  "I could use a little help."  The jogger started at Adam and stumbled off the path a ways.  The jogger then turned and ran as fast as he could in the opposite direction.

"Come on, I was mugged... What is your problem.  Show a little compassion!"

Adam walked out of the park into downtown.  He was looking for someone, anyone to help him.  But it seemed not one person would make eye contact with him.  And if he tried to talk to them they start walking faster and faster away.  Adam became frantic, and the more frantic he became the crazier he sounded.  He couldn't understand.  Then he walked past a darkened store window and turned to look at himself, but the reflection wasn't someone he recognized.  It wasn't a someone at all.  He'd become a thing of fur and feathers.  It was as though his face had grown out of the earth.  Adam started to panic.  But he caught himself, he must've hit his head.  He was hallucinating, that had to be it.  He closed his eyes and counted to three, when he opened his eyes he'd be his same handsome self again and he could go home and everything would be fine.  He took a look, but the creature was still staring back at him.



"Help!" Adam screamed into the streets.  "Someone please, I don't know what's happening to me!"  The sounds of the city began to overtake him.  Adam couldn't breathe, his heart kept speeding up.  He collapsed right in front of  of  Perrault's P.R. firm at the feet of a very shocked Bethany Charles.

"Oh my god! Are you okay?" Bethany crouched to Adam's level.
"Don't look at me. Get away from me." Adam said quietly shielding his face.
"Don't be so dramatic, come on let me see.  If you're hurt, let me help you."
"No, don't!"  Adam yelled as she pulled his hands away.

Bethany took a sharp breath in. Here it comes Adam thought, she's going to run, "What's your name, come on let's get you home."
"I can't tell you my name."
"That's going to make getting an address decidedly more difficult."
"Why aren't you running away from me? I'm hideous."
"Why are you complaining, you need help.  I'm trying to help you. Get up."
Bethany hailed a cab, and Adam gave he driver his address.  The she dropped him off and checked to make sure he was alright one last time.  Then she left Adam alone in his huge house.

Friday, July 22, 2011

Beauty and the Beast: Part 1

Adam Brunswick wasn't a bad man deep down.  This part is integral to the story, that is why you're being told first and it is important that you understand that for all of  Adam Bruswick's faults he wasn't a bad man underneath his predisposed nature.  That being said at the beginning of this story, Adam was selfish, flippant, on occasion cruel, and above all spoiled.



The Brunswick Family was one of those incredibly lucky families to have been rich forever.  So long everyone seemed to forget how they made their initial fortune. It wasn't really important.  All that was important is that they had money now, and plenty of it.

Adam took more than a little advantage of his family's fortune.  He lived in excess, too much liquor, too many women, too much gambling.  He was a typical spoiled rotten brat.  Adam treated his father's employees like servants, and he treated his servants worse than that. He too self absorbed to see that he was hated everyone and everything around him, not that anyone who felt that way would say anything.

There is a very famous quote, I couldn't tell you who said it, but the quote says, "Character is what you are when no one is looking." But see the thing is, there is never a time when no one is looking. There are eyes everywhere, all around, waiting watching and making all kinds of decisions for us.  Some people call it bad luck, others karma, or even magic.  Adam didn't believe in any of these things, but he was about to.

The Enchantress had no name.  She was part of the earth itself, made of wind and spring rain.  She was one of many, she had thousands and thousands of sisters and brothers.  All of them silently making sure that the world maintains a balance of right and wrong.  These ancient and noble beings don't see all of the injustices of the world.  There is no way they could, there is simply too much to see.  Some people slip through the cracks. So it was simply Adam Brunswick's poor fortune that he should have fallen into The Enchantress's line of sight.



Adam was walking home in through the park.  He'd had another long night of drinking and gambling and woken to find himself in yet another of many apartments owned by a woman he did not know.  Adam for some reason decided to enjoy the morning and get a cup of coffee while he strolled.  Later, he'd curse this decision.  If only he'd have called his driver, if only he'd hailed a cab.  It was too late now though, Adam was headed toward something much larger than he could've imagined.

As Adam walked he approached a homeless woman.  The old woman's face was wise yet sad.  She asked for one thing.  The untouched cup of coffee in Adam's hand.  Adam scoffed at this request.  He brushed the woman off and kept walking.  Again the beggar woman asked Adam, this time with a simple, "Please."

"Hey, why don't you get a job?" Adam yelled over his shoulder.

For a third time the woman called after Adam, "Please, just something to get me through the morning."  Adam stopped.  He turned around and dumped the coffee at her feet.  The second he'd done that he knew he made a mistake, the beggar woman started to change right in front of him.  And the last thing Adam remembered before he passed out was a pair of beautiful intense and angry eyes.

Monday, July 11, 2011

The Beast Within the Man

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST ACCOMPLISHED!!!!!!

You all have no idea how excited I am.  First of all, to have this shoot under our belt secondly because the shoot went so incredibly well.  We got off to a bit of a rocky start.  First of all the casting of the Beast.

The role had gone to a tremendous actor that had been booked in May.  Then three weeks ago, he backed out. So I went to my back up choice, who was now going to be on vacation.  I moved to choice number three, he was only available in the evening, and everyone else had been booked for the morning.  Man number four was a model friend of mine who had expressed interest in Beauty and the Beast, but in the end had to go out of town with his wife.  Beast Five agreed! I was thrilled, we had a guy in place. I started looking for wardrobe and finalizing plans, until Tuesday of this last week.  When all of a sudden, and without warning, my phone started to explode with text messages during a nap.  Messages were from Beast Five, his apartment had been sublet and he had to move with in the weekend... soooooo he canceled.

Having gone so far into production mode I was not going to give up now.  I sent out four more emails.  Two actors, a model, and a friend from high school made the list.  I made a deal with myself, if didn't hear from one of them by Wednesday evening, the shoot would be canceled.

On Wednesday night at 11:54 I caught a fish... a big sexy fish.  And then on Thursday I caught another, and Friday at 3:30am I caught another.  That's right after weeks of  losing male models, I now had three.  So I gave the part to the first person that responded and promised the other two slots in the next few shoots.

The model had to crash at my place on Saturday night.  And Saturday morning Murphy's Law punched me in the face a few times for good measure.  First off I called Perry, he and I had a slight miscommunication... he didn't know we were shooting that day... at all.  So god bless him he piled in his car and rushed to the shoot location.  Angela Iannone, (who was amazing as the Enchantress) she and I had a slight miscommunication over the meeting place. But it all worked out.  In a side note, can I just say how utterly beautiful and wonderful to work with Angela is.  Here's a sneak peek.

Look at those eyes! I'm a little in love.
  So for about a half hour while my heart nearly gave out I thought the worst.  But finally everything was in place, The Beast and I followed our amazing videographer, and Reconstructing Grimm's new Production Manager Alan Piotrowicz to the location and then the shoot took off.  And the day was lovely.  great photos, great friends.  So who is the amazing Beast we got for the shoot?  Here's your first taste...
... Oh I guess you can't see his face here... well I suppose you could just go to the Reconstructing Grimm Facebook page and see the tag.  How would you do that?  I know! I'll give you a link.

http://www.facebook.com/ReconstructGrimm?ref=ts

So if you want to find the man behind the beast take a little cyber trip.
More pictures to follow.  Please let me know what you think.   As always love to hear your thoughts.
And now the process begins on... Arabian Nights!

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Through the mist in the woods....

Two years ago I had the good fortune to travel into the heart of a dangerous forest.  There I found a hideous Beast in a shining castle surrounded by enchanted objects.

I spent two months there.  I made all new friends, my beast transformed into a handsome prince, and I had the best time of my life.

In case you haven't picked up on it, I was in Beauty and the Beast.  It's quite simply my favorite fairy tale.  It means more to me that I think any other story I've visited so far.  Just something about the fact the the feisty heroine wasn't a damsel in distress, she wasn't afraid of this apparent monster and looked past what everyone else saw to find her happy ending.

I'm sharing this because I want you the reader to understand my delay in this photo shoot.  There are things that you find so dear to you that you don't rush the outcome, or disappoint the fan base that has been so supportive to this point. 

The shoot is scheduled for this weekend.  All systems are go as of now.  I hope I haven't put too much build-up out there for myself to compete with. 

Also, just to give you a little bit of eye candy for now here are some pictures from that trip I took into my fairy tale world two years ago. Also you may notice a few familiar faces, while Nick Zaijdel will not be gracing this weekend's shoot he will make an appearance as the beast in these pics.  Another Reconstructing Grimm friends, Bobby Schemeling (Cinderella's Fairy Godmother) was our Cogsworth and Ryan Cappleman (The Scarecrow) was Lumiere.  Enjoy... p.s. these are kind of the Reconstructing Grimm equivalent of high school photos so be kind.
Bobby ( My personal Fairy Godmother)

In the Library 

Ryan Cappleman stealing the show

I did not make this dress...