I like to read biographies, autobiographies and memoirs, but whenever I do, I always feel like the world's biggest loser when I'm finished. Everyone else's life seems to be so much more interesting than mine.
Sounds have a way of growing familiar over time, sometimes comforting or alarming. In manufacturing companies, if a machine or a customer's product doesn't sound quite right, it very likely isn't. Common sense, yes? And of course there are finely calibrated pieces of test gear to help make the proper determination. For anyone raised around farm equipment, automobiles or people doing mechanical repairs, rattles aren't a good sign and they usually need prompt attention. But not to worry, because in this case the rattle seems to be just in my head!
The YMCA of Beaufort County is offering an afterschool meal program to provide children with additional nutrition and learning opportunities needed to be healthy and succeed in school.
Around here, we often refer to Gary Weeks as the Beaufort International Film Festival's MVP. His movie 29 Reasons to Run won Best Feature Film in 2007, his script Bad Advice From Good People took Best Screenplay in 2013, and he's had five other nominations. A triple threat – actor, writer, director – Gary's kind of like Forrest Gump's famed box of chocolates; you never know what you're gonna get. This year, he's up for Best Actor in the short film Bet on Red and will also be presenting the award for Best Feature Film. I spoke with Gary last week, as he was preparing to head from Atlanta to Beaufort for the 8th annual BIFF.
"Anyway, like I was sayin', shrimp is the fruit of the sea. You can barbecue it, boil it, broil it, bake it, saute it. Dey's uh, shrimp-kabobs, shrimp creole, shrimp gumbo. Pan fried, deep fried, stir-fried. There's pineapple shrimp, lemon shrimp, coconut shrimp, pepper shrimp, shrimp soup, shrimp stew, shrimp salad, shrimp and potatoes, shrimp burger, shrimp sandwich. That- that's about it." - Bubba
The 8th Annual Beaufort International Film Festival Returns February 12-15
By Mark Shaffer
For most of a decade now Ron and Rebecca Tucker have done something a lot of people around here would consider nuts. Each February, in the absolute dead of winter, in the lowest slump of the off-season in the Lowcountry, they put on a film festival. Crazier still, they expect people to show up for it, buy tickets, book hotel rooms and spend their money in the local shops, restaurants and bars. And here's the really crazy part: it's worked. Hell, it's boomed.
Two-time Oscar winner Arthur Schmidt to receive Jean Ribaut Award for Excellence in Film Editing
By Mark Shaffer
"The essence of cinema is editing. It's the combination of what can be extraordinary images of people during emotional moments, or images in a general sense, put together in a kind of alchemy." – Francis Ford Coppola, Director, The Godfather
Coal Miner's Daughter. Who Framed Roger Rabbit? Back to the Future 1,2 &3. Cast Away. The Last of the Mohicans. The Birdcage. Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl. Forrest Gump. All of these films (and a good many more) have something in common.
Four Questions for Some Return Contenders at the Beaufort International Film Festival
Part of the fun and charm of The Beaufort International Film Festival is the campus-like camaraderie that develops among the filmmakers and festivalgoers. It's also a major reason BIFF has such a dedicated and enthusiastic group of "alumni." While none rival Gary Weeks' number of nominations and appearances, we ran down a group of this year's returnees and zipped off four simple questions to try and gauge what keeps bringing them back.
Traditionally, mid-February is when I write my annual Movie Column. During this grim, bleak, shabby excuse for a month, it always cheers me to look back at the year in movies and comment on the new batch of Oscar nominees. This year, it has somehow come to pass that I've only seen three of the nine films nominated for Best Picture. And I call myself a film buff? Disgraceful.
On the occasion of its 20th anniversary, locals look back at the Oscar-sweeping cinematic sensation whose Lowcountry roots run deep.
By Margaret Evans, Editor
Who'd have imagined moving from metropolitan Atlanta to an obscure barrier island off the South Carolina coast could drastically broaden a girl's horizons?
It was the summer of 1993. I had lived on Fripp Island only a short time, but already my life had taken a decided turn for the glamorous. I'd met my literary hero Pat Conroy, who turned out to be a neighbor . . . and now, a movie was being filmed right down the street from my house!