BOLASH1 Thu, 02 Nov 2017 17:36:42 +0000 en-US hourly 1 Cannes Reporter: Sun, 18 Aug 2013 18:37:37 +0000

Though the doyennes of Venice and Berlin may not like it, Cannes, at the turn of the 21st Century, has grown to become the premier film festival in the world.

But did you know?

a) The town of Cannes was founded by Monks in the 11th Century.

b) The Man in the Iron Mask (believed to be the twin of King Louis XIV) was imprisoned on the nearby island of St Marguerite in the 17th Century.

c) Lord Brougham was so enamoured by Cannes that he introduced British aristocracy to the city following his first visit in 1834.

d) The current Cannes Film Festival was founded in 1946, but the very first Cannes Film Festival occurred in August 1939, only days before the outbreak of the Second World War. Just one film screening was hurriedly organised, the American film Quasimodo by William Dietrie. A cardboard replica of Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris was erected on the beach of Cannes.

e) Brigitte Bardot was a Cannes discovery in the 1950’s.

f) In 1960, Frederico Fellini’s Palme d’Or winner, La Dolce Vita, was considered to be pornographic by the Vatican who threatened to ex-communicate anyone who saw it! A year later, Luis Bunuel’s Palm d’Or winner, Viridiana. so angered Spanish dictator Franco and the Orthodox Church that they forbade Bunuels’ return to Spain!

g) On 19th May 1968, mid-way through the Cannes Film Festival, amid a backdrop of mass demonstration and rioting in Paris, film directors and producers packed their bags and the Palais immediately emptied out.

h) The present day Palais des Festival des Congres opened in 1983 and was immediately nicknamed ‘The Bunker”. It replaced the much smaller Palais de Croisette.

i) In 1998 Italian actor-director Roberto Benigni fell to his knees, in gratitude, upon being awarded the Palme d’Or by the judges for his film Life is Beautiful.

j) Nearly 4,000 journalists covered the 2012 Cannes Film Festival, making it the second largest media event after the Olympic Games.

k) The official Red Carpet is changed 3 times a day, and the total length unravelled over the period of the festival measures 2 kilometres.

Bolash1 @ Cannes:

So, it’s that annual pilgrimage to the Cote d’Azur where the beautiful and not so beautiful people migrate to every May, a glitzy glam film-fest that some would run a mile from. But hey! This is the movie business, it’s only make believe.(And yes! It does rain in Cannes.)

We, here at Bolash1, like our day in the sun so we took our latest FBH Produced feature film – The Warehouse– to Cannes.

Here are some pics (2012) and (2013).

Chas and Steve – bolash1 – “Lovely view”

The team arrive...

“Let’s get this show on the road..”
(I mean boat!)

"Oooh, she's a beauty... Thanks Exec producers"

Sorry! Us again.... We don't get out much.

Lovely view, ladies!

"D'ya come here often?" (Our Captain - left - has a word with our Exec Producer - right)

"Great party" - "Who stole our hands?"

‘We’ll be back!’

A Hollywood Heist Sun, 05 May 2013 13:45:29 +0000 A Hollywood Heist

PDF version of the script

Fenlands Sat, 31 Mar 2012 14:27:38 +0000 fenlands

PDF version of Fenlands Screenplay (244K)

Making Hollywood Tue, 22 Sep 2009 03:58:02 +0000 At, we love making movies but we know it can amount to mucho dinero, and if you are newbie on the block, chances are ya ain’t got a Hollywood budget. So for all you budding Kubricks, de Palmas, Scorseses, Coppolas, Spielbergs et al…’s a few tips to get you started.

We talk to Matt Taylor of London based Fat beehive films on how to make slick and entertaining short films on an impossibly tight budget.

BOL: Hi Matt and welcome to Bolash1. Let’s first start with the script, or at least the original idea. What are you looking for in a script or idea when you begin a project?

MATT: The originality of the idea comes first, then I consider whether I can do it economically. I’m thinking about the production values afforded by the various cameras available, and the logistics of the Set.

BOL: Just how can a newcomer or struggling film maker produce something worth seeing, without it costing them a metaphorical arm and a leg.

MATT: There are no bad genres, think only of good storytelling, the narrative driving the idea in your film. Get on with it and make it, chances are your first film won’t be very good, so then get on and make another one. Learn by doing.

Here are some Matt prepared earlier. [Fatbeehive films]


Writer/director – Matt Taylor D.O.P -Sam Edwards

a 4 minute freshly half baked hostage comedy drama. (Prod costs: Less than the price of your I-pod. 2 day shoot).


BOL: How do you choose your locations?

MATT: For me, locations are as important as the characters in a film. Work hard on arranging your Locations/Sets. I can’t remember just how many times I’ve completely redecorated my living room. Everything in shot – Location, set, props – should work for the benefit of your film. That’s why Spielberg’s such a genius, everything in his shots work for the benefit of his film.

BOL: Where do you find your actors?

MATT: It’s all about casting; it’s a matter of you putting the work in. Go where actors go. I’m lucky in this respect, mates seem to come out the woodwork whenever I’m casting.


Writer/Director/DOP – Matt Taylor

Matt’s 6 minute comic cautionary tale of how a seemingly small decision could have a larger impact on your future happiness. (Prod costs: Shot over 2 days on a PD150 for less than the cost of a posh nosh slap up meal for 2).

BOL: Finally Matt, it’s a rap, the editing looks good, the grading is fine and your baby is ready to meet the world…What avenues are open?

MATT: Entry into Film festivals and hopefully success in them can give your work a level of credibility among your peer film makers and provide you with a ‘real’ audience. Festivals vary considerably in terms of their entry criteria and their influence and prestige within the industry.The well known (short) film festivals garner real Kudos for their winners, some of the lesser known ones don’t. So do your homework before submission.

BOL: Thanks Matt.

Bloke on Everest Mon, 21 Sep 2009 22:33:11 +0000 ….a bet is a bet is a bet.bolash will go to great lengths to capture a good picture…and if there’s an interesting story to go with it then so much the better!So we sent some of our team up a mountain….not just any mountain. Here’s what one of them had to say.


’I am not a particularly brave man, nor am I a particularly young man. I’m getting on a bit actually, and frightened of the dentist. Oh yes, and there’s one other thing…. dare I say it. I really enjoy smoking cigars and cigarettes and have done all my adult life! So when some very fit and long standing friends, who were clearly emboldened by the Government’s totalitarian approach to smoking, took it upon themselves to mock ’my unfit’, ’unhealthy’ ’smokers lifestyle’, my pride felt a little wounded. Lke a cornered animal, I desperately looked for an escape from their advancing disdain. ’OK, OK, I bet I could..’ I prematurely insisted, hands were shaken, beer glasses clinked, and I momentarily reflected upon having just made a potentially dumb and dangerous mistake. I had just bet the assembled group of testosterone fuelled adventure junkies that not only could I get my ’fag worn body’ up Mount Everest, I would kick back and enjoy a fine cigar whilst I was up there.

An expeditionary trek to Base Camp Mt Everest. Stupid I know. Call it ego, passion or the 4 pints of extra cold guiness I had just drunk, but when close friends doubt your metal, then a bet is a bet is a bet.

Sure, I admit that I do not go jogging regularly, nor do I eat my 5 recommended pieces of fruit/veg per day; and instead I can regularly be found drawing back long plumes of smoke from an assortment of tobacco leaf; but let’s be clear here. I am not the pathetic, coughing and wheezing, nicotine riddled victim the anti-smoking lobby would have you believe and TV Commercials routinely portray. So to those agencies of the ’nanny state’. I say. Yes I am aware of the risks involved in the process of smoking, just as I am aware of the risks involved in the process of regular air travel. And yet I am still not persuaded to desist from doing either.

As I am sharing with you at least some of my pecadillos it would be remiss of me not to probe deeper into my character for other possible social flaws. I confess to being a ’bloke’, urbane, well educated, but nevertheless a ’bloke’. I like bloke things, the company of women, beer, telly, engines, adventure, meaningless sporting activities, and the ability not to take myself too seriously around other blokes. However, in spite of all this I appreciate that in the 21st Century PC, metrosexual, enviromentally correct, consumerist, world we inhabit today I am simply a dinosaur.

But enough of my shortcomings, I’ve got a mountain to climb!

EXTRACT: Letter to a friend. May 2008.

’ …There were seven in our team, 2 expert Sherpas, 2 young Nepalese porters (who possessed remarkable strength), myself, my adrenilin junky of a buddy Adam, and finally a professional mountaineer called Eddie, a real good guy, only 23 and superfit. (have you spotted the potential weak link in this group, yet?) We were accompanying the climber ’steady’ Eddie to Base Camp where he was to meet up with a commercial expedition waiting to Summit Everest.

We trekked from Lukla mountain airport…….As it happened we boys couldn’t believe it when our pilot from, (get this) ’Yeti Airlines’ turned up on the tarmac at Kathmandu International to fly us in the prop to the mountains. She looked like a chinese version of Angelina Jolie, so stunningly beautiful was she that in my distraction I actually forgot to take her picture. Anyway she was pretty good pilot as well and she landed us safely onto the mountains at 2.600 metres above sea level.

We trekked on to Phakding, then on to – Namche (3,500 metre asl) – Machermo (4,500) – Gokyo- Gorak shep (4,800 asl) – Everest Base Camp (5,400 metres asl) Oxygen 60%, daytime temperature -5 degrees c. Then back to Lukla airstrip via the east, and descending past Tengeboche monastery. What is remarkable though is that we covered the distance in 12 days, this we were later to find out from sherpas and locals was quite an achievement, since local guides set the minimum at 15 days and the average is 21 days. (weather permitting).

Adam and I had no idea at the time, but the expedition Company had given the Sherpas instructions to acclimatise the mountaineer Eddie for extreme altitude very quickly, so that he would be ready to climb as soon as we reached Base Camp. The expedition planners had half expected that Adam, and most certainly I would not make it much beyond Namche, and that we would settle for a few long distance photo’s. How wrong they were!


We marched and trudged up and over mountains for 9 consecutive days. For 8 and sometimes 9 hours a day. Crap food and worse still nowhere to crap! Always the last one into camp, I continued to be the Sherpas’ outside bet to make it to Base Camp 5,400 metres asl.


The Himalayas are an absolute wonder to the eye though. The mountains are like giant pyramids of rock and ice stabbing at the sky. The air is thin and fresh and if the weather is clear, the eyes can see for miles.

For the local population, especially in winter, life is brutally harsh in these mountains as there are few resources above 4,000 metres asl. By the time we climbed up and crossed the infamous Chola Pass (not even the Sherpas like this place), I was so exhausted I didn’t care where I was. I just wanted to go home.


On the ninth day I wearily staggered – last as usual – into base camp, oblivious to the fact that I was being welcomed by one of the finest mountain climbers in Nepal. A young Nepalese man who was attempting his third successful summit of Everest. When he passed me a mug of hot black coffee I mistook him for the expedition cook and I handed him my camera and asked him if he would take my picture. (He must have thought….’cocky bastard’).


In fact the whole climbing team were really friendly towards us, and seemed genuinely pleased to see us. They were an Indian/Nepalese team who had been dug in at Base Camp six weeks prior to our arrival; delay was due to the permission being sought from the Chinese to summit Everest into Tibet. With the coming Olympics, everything is very political up there at the moment.


After a fast three day descent we made it safely off Everest and back to Lukla airstrip, minus the climber Eddie (who was match fit and ready to get the ropes out). Alas the pilot had changed, and so on the short return trip to the capital, I mused on the fact that the twin engine was cruising at an altitude which was several thousand feet lower than we had actually trekked to.

AND THE BET!….A pint of Guiness in the finest Irish bar in Kathmandu…..actually it turned out to be a rather warm bottle of Murphy’s stout, in the finest Irish bar in Kathmandu…still…you can’t have everything.

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