Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Scroll down this page--this is April Winchell’s website. She talks about her father, the great late Paul Winchell whose talents masked a lifetime worth of heartache and tragedy. The story she has to tell is much, much more authentic than anything I have ever seen on these purported, glossy “true life” programs on TV. Here, Mark Evanier writes briefly about it, but states that he will not comment any further on a matter so sensitive and personal in nature (the aforementioned are my words, not his). I must agree, so I too will not elaborate. But April’s account is wrenching, and deserves a look-see.

Monday, June 27, 2005

I’m sorry, but I have to call attention to this depressing bit of news, that in a 168-hour period we have lost some of the finest entertainment professionals on Earth, Paul Winchell and John Fielder, and within the last month or so Frank Gorshin, Howard Morris, Thurl Ravenscroft and Henry Corden. Any more voice actor deaths and the death toll will exceed the number of U.S. soldiers killed in Iraq--since the war began!

Seriously, like Mark Evanier said over at his website (in regards to posting and linking to obits), “This is not fun.” It isn’t fun for me either, Mr. Evanier.

Almost finished with my report on the “Paul Dini Wikipedia Omission”. Did some playing around on the Net and came across this. Anyone heard of that documentary? I haven’t seen the doc in its entirety, but thanks to the small miracle that is the Internet, I have come across several webpages which post clips of the film and based on these rather lengthy sections, coupled with reading reviews and commentary on it, allowed me to put together the narrative puzzle.

Well, according to its listing on IMDB and its trailer, Gunner Palace has been widely praised for its realism and, as to be expected, widely derided for the subjects’ hilarious inability to rap. The story contained in the doc isn’t the reason why it is listed here on my blog. It’s the MPAA rating of PG-13.

Shocking, isn’t it? The MPAA, long criticized for being inconsistent and unfair in rating the content of films, allows between 40 to 50 “f*cks” slide (and some rather tense action scenes) because the people appearing in the film happen to be soldiers and the film just happens to be a realistic documentary set in Iraq. Now, I have always been of the mind that a film should never be awarded an “R” solely because of dirty language. It makes no sense. Michael Mann’s The Insider contained no violence, no sex (implied or otherwise), no nudity--but plenty of “f*cks” and while it is not a documentary, it accomplishes the same goals that Gunner Palace does in that it is a public service which educates, enlightens and (occasionally) entertains. That these two films are so much alike should come as no surprise to those of you who have seen them. The aforementioned is why you should be extremely baffled and befuddled as to why the two films do not share the same rating.

Perhaps the MPAA, fearing a public-relations backlash, decided that stamping an “R” on The Insider would be preferable to having to explain their actions to numerous “watchdog” groups whose goal is to protect America’s children (it seems). I am also of the mind that Mann’s other picture, Collateral, should have been another PG-13er. I’m less likely to win that argument than the Insider one, because of the gun violence in the former.

Getting back to the Gunner thing, inconsistency is inconsistency. I don’t care if Gunner Palace was one epic anti-drug commercial, if it’s an anti-drug commercial which contains pervasive language and sporadic bursts of violence the MPAA should do what it has always done and slap it with the same “R” it has awarded less-deserving projects. The PG-13 rating on Gunner Palace guarantees that no one will be protecting the 13 and under crowd from profanity and violence. It’s amazing that the MPAA, with each film it reviews, makes the futile effort of preventing kids from seeing films that will eventually be seen once the film hits DVD. These days, anyone over the age of 5 will know what the F-bomb means or implies and will soon be using them (if they are not already) in schoolyards and sandboxes all over North America. I hope that the PG-13 rating of Gunner Palace will lead to relaxed MPAA standards of rating profanity in films.

Because, as many people have already embraced, you can only box the ears and cover the eyes of the young for so long.

Sunday, June 26, 2005


Some stuff

An addition of the Answers link means that any content that appears in my blog, which you may find suspect, can be checked for factual errors. Of course, you could just copy the offending bit of info, go to Google and paste--but why would you want to do that much work? At any rate, please feel free to use the Answers link.

You will not see an analysis of the recent theatrical release of Bewitched, simply because I don’t ever plan on wasting any money or time on it. The trailer looked stupid, the actors are miscast, and my view is substantiated by the torrent of bad reviews it has just received. I’d advise you to do the same--stay far, far away from Bewitched. Please. For you own mental and physical health.


Box office for Batman Begins

According to Box Office Mojo, Batman Begins is up to $122 million. That’s more like it. It appears to be that Batman will have legs at the B.O., and that the appropriate amount of people will get around to seeing this fantastic movie.

I have every intention of purchasing BB on DVD the day it hits the shelves.

More to come . . .

Saturday, June 25, 2005

Unbelievable. Simply unbelievable.

(Thanx to gamerevolution.com for the link.)

This one cracks me up. A virtual sporting event (for the first two innings). Get a big fat load of that.

Never a dull moment spent online.



As long as I surf this website, I will always have interesting material to post to my weblog.

IGN is the KING of maximum drool content!

Comments on the very latest Transporter 2 trailer will appear on here, maybe after I finish up my “Paul Dini Wikipedia Omission” project.

After you click on the above link, be sure to click on this one, as well. Both of these links should tell you something about my obsession with all things Nintendo. And Sega. And PlayStation 2. . .

Go here to Animation Insider for softball at its finest. I can’t believe this--positive reviews for Avatar and Justice League are warranted, but for The Fairly Odd-Parents: “School’s Out” the Musical? I see. That gets a positive review as well.

Another head-scratcher is when they gave Kim Possible: So The Drama a hall-of-fame like endorsement, stating KP was “very cinematic, almost demanding to the eye . . . very well done . . .”

You know, if they keep this up, they will eventually become like this website. God help us all.

More news to come . . .

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

Congrats to Toonzone for providing us with the first glimpses of the new 2006 Fantastic Four cartoon.

Looks like anime directed by Peter Chung. See? Idon’t know about this. It’s not Loonatics bad, but it’s an unsettling design. I don’t know. Maybe I’m too used to the early 90’s Fantastic Four cartoons.


SAG rejects VG Industry's offer--again

You know about all the brouhaha over SAG’s problem with milking residuals out of the video game industry? Just when you thought that it was done, comes a new report which says that SAG has rejected said video game deal. Isn’t that retarded or what?

Or what? More to come . . .


Oh God, the terror . . .

Just seen a music video of Jessica Simpson’s butchering of the Nancy Sinatra classic “These Boots Are Made For Walkin’”. I am officially horrified.

Of course, many of you will write to me, saying something like “She looks hot, she almost sent me into orgasmic epileptic fits, you’re gay for not liking her . . .”, which is not the case at all. It would have been fine if she was singing her own songs, and shaking her little rump to that beat, but--we’re talking about a classic here. Nancy Sinatra. Doesn’t that mean anything to her, to her producers? Oh well.

Simpson’s “These Boots Are Made For Walkin’” is on the soundtrack for the upcoming “Dukes of Hazzard remake. I don’t expect that remake to be much better than the song it’s attached to. But, I have an admission to make. I am a Johnny Knoxville fan. Not a rabid one, to be sure, but one all the same.

More to come. Including that “Paul Dini Wikipedia Omission” article. I will get it done, sometime. I promise.

Monday, June 20, 2005


Valiant effort

Though I have known about the production of Valiant for a long time, this article goes in-depth as to why independent studios are teaming up to make animated films. Very informative article. I believe that we are on the cusp of something unique and wonderful here. What a great thing.

Still working on that “Dini Wikipedia omission” article. So I’m a f**king slacker. Sue my ass.


BATMAN BEGINS--and a tree falls in the forest

So, $47 million smackers for Batman Begins, $71.1 million since Wednesday. Not bad. Not good either.

You see, I had high hopes for the box office gross for Batman Begins. I even entertained the foolish thought that Begins would usurp the all-time box-office title from Spiderman. I don’t know what the hell is wrong with these people. You’d think that after eight years of waiting for a movie that actually makes sense, made by passionate filmmakers and actors who give a shit about the material and therefore turn in some great performances--you know? I’m reading reviews online that call this film one of the best superhero films, if not the best, ever made--with others saying that this movie will make their year-end Top 10 list and still others hinting at Oscar possibilities--and audience reaction is lukewarm?

Does not compute.

Sunday, June 19, 2005

A couple of factual issues with the “Paul Dini Wikipedia Omission” article that I have to work out. Otherwise, it will be up here shortly. I promise. So, keep checking back! Please!

Saturday, June 18, 2005


The Big Latest

At Auburn University, two students--one guy, and one girl--are doing all they can to promote the already exploding Adult swim block currently airing on Cartoon Network. This link takes you to a video news report filed by the University’s student news (Warning: if you have dial-up, you may not be able to access the video report right away--I mean, it’s video, for chrissakes).

Still working on that extensive “Paul Dini not found at Wikipedia” article. Updates happen constantly.

Friday, June 17, 2005


Latest News--

This link express my sentiments about animation perfectly. Never mind that the primary topic of discussion is the growing influence of Anime; animation in general deserves more respect than it currently receives.

As for the Paul Dini Wikipedia omission, I am amassing an incredible amount of information on why he has not been accorded this honor. Keep checking back with this website for more developments . . .


Alert! Alert!

I now must call attention to an issue of monumental importance.

Paul Dini’s biography does not appear at wikipedia.com.

This is a startling revelation, which will be expanded upon in a short while. This announcement will also be made at my other weblog at livejournal.com.

Stay tuned . . .

Thursday, June 16, 2005


Billy West Interview!

Catch this exclusive Billy West (Futurama, Ren & Stimpy, Rocco’s Modern Life and about a billion others) interview here, at the Onion. You’ll see why voice actors are, besides McDonald's employees, some of the most unheralded professionals in Los Angeles.

More to come . . .

Wednesday, June 15, 2005


Hollaback Girl!

Just listened to Gwen Stefani’s latest single, Hollaback Girl.

I am at a loss for words. Sure she still looks sexy, as always, but why does she still feel compelled to act like the white version of Missy “Misdemeanor” Elliot? The beat of the song sounds like it was directly lifted from the remix of Work It and any number of other songs. I’m telling you, Stefani is getting too old for this kind of stuff.

Gwen Stefani performed with No Doubt for nearly twenty years, producing chart-toppers such as Don’t Speak, Just A Girl, Sunday Morning and Hey Baby just to list a few. But Stefani will be 36(!) this October, and seeing her dance and gyrate to urban dance/crunk music calls to mind unfavorable thoughts of her retiring (or switching to performing more mellow, Barry Manilow-type of music). Or even acting. She showed us in The Aviator that she has something to fall back on when and if the music spotlight dims for her. I certainly would be interested in seeing her take on more challenging roles.

Another thing ‘bout Hollaback Girl is the gratuitous product placement. I realize that as music videos get harder and harder to produce (what with the average budget skyrocketing), performers are resorting to a new practice called co-branding, while others are opting for co-productions (sometimes with rival record companies). And as the NPR program says, MTV airs under 40 hours of music videos a week, compared to 1981 when the channel first launched and aired music videos non-stop. As the music became increasingly corporative, commercials and eventually non-music programming sneaked their way onto the channel, eating up time away from the music.

Nearly every band formed after Nirvana suddenly found that all available opportunities to get booked on MTV were extinguished, leaving them only the option of taking advantage of the burgeoning Internet. No Doubt struggled for eight years to gain acceptance from mainstream Teen America, before their smash “Just A Girl” hit the airwaves. Now, even with all of the guest appearances by Maybach Benz, iPods, HP, Nike and Adidas, music videos showcasing just music can still be found and viewed. But admittedly, they are on the extinction list and Hollaback Girl is just one more of the many ominous reminders of that fact.

I just hope that, if it is all possible, Gwen and Justin Timberlake and other music artists going the visual endorsement route remember the music. It’s the music that makes the artist, just like it’s the moves that make the NBA player. Don’t get distracted by the obligation to plug a product. Myself, on the rare occasion that I get to watch music videos, don’t mind a few lines about the generous use of Courvoisier, or repeat images of the iPod, or exaggerated cartoonish shots of Nike Shoes leaping tall buildings in a single bound. But there comes a point where it all gets to be a bit much, and that’s the day that I will stop watching music videos. Completely.

Even if Gwen Stefani is gyrating in one of them.


Minor Technical Issues

This post comes after I realized that there are some minor technical issues with my new home here at Blogger. As a result, posts will be a bit late and few for the next few days while I seek a solution to this predicament. Thanks for your patience during this period. Meanwhile, articles will still be posted here, but they will be much fewer than the normal rate.

More articles (hopefully) to come . . .


A Really Long Post

Realizing that I don’t write about video games enough, this installment will focus on some recent video games that I have played.

Metroid Prime and Metroid Prime 2: Echoes are two seriously long video games. They are so long that it could be harmful to your physical and mental health to play them back-to-back. To be sure, they are not Dragon Warrior VII long or Final Fantasy long, but your grandchildren will be finishing the levels you started.

Samus Aran is one sexy bitch. I’m sure you’d agree once you’ve seen her out of the suit in MP: 2. You don’t see much of her in the first Metroid Prime , but you get more in Echoes . Not much more, and you have to beat the entire game just to get to that 2-second shot of her human flesh, but it’s kinda worth it.

Graphics are extraordinary, with the exception of a couple circumstances. Bosses are difficult, with the exception of a couple circumstances. Puzzles are confusing, but that’s par for the course with any Metroid game. And yes, to unlock some worthy bonus features you have to scan items like no tomorrow. There are lots of scannable items in the game.

In case if you’re wondering which console I’m playing this game on, it’s the GameCube. Not the Game Boy Advance or even the Nintendo DS. The GameCube. I write this because several people asked me what console I play on the most. It used to be the PlayStation 2, but I wanted to give the GameCube a chance. I’ve stuck with it ever since.

Anybody agree that Sonic Heroes is too juvenile for older gamers? If I’m in a league of my own with this one, then so be it. I’m just put off with the cheesy 80’s conservative rock and the kung fu voiceovers and the PBS after school feel of some parts of the game. The only reason why I played (and beat, to some extent) Sonic Heroes is tradition. I grew up with the Sonic character, watched the Saturday morning cartoon and of course played the Sega games. I bought the Dreamcast solely because of the appeal of Sonic. Sonic was done much, much better on the Dreamcast; on his new home, the GameCube, he looks slightly blocky. You know, that early 90’s polygon feel.

I don’t understand the appeal of the Prince of Persia series of games. The protagonist is a fag. I mean, he looks so gay that not for a minute can I buy the concept of him being this Neo/Matrix-like asskicker. I don’t have anything against gay people, so please, no flame e-mails; however, in an action game that intends to make us believe that the character has massive and copious amounts of testosterone and not (I repeat, not) estrogen, the appearance of an effete protagonist looks jarringly out-of-place and serves to alienate us. But then, I’m wasting words on a series which has (arguably) limited appeal.

Played Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Battle Nexus II. Most major game websites bashed the game for its antiquated visuals, problematic control and uninspired gameplay. Okay, so the Turtles move like someone kicked them in the balls--I won’t argue that point. I also won’t argue that at some point in the game, if you readers ever get around to playing it, that you might feel like throwing your controller at the TV screen. Because you will die many unnecessary times. If you persevere though, you will find that there’s much fun to be had in this game. The wacky voiceovers are a hoot and a half, as well.

One of the things that I like about TMNT: Battle Nexus is the opportunity to play as Casey Jones. True, after a while I went back to playing as one of the Turtles, but having Casey Jones as an unlockable character (one of about three or four) is a nice touch.

There are many unlockable features on the game, such as a photo gallery, multiplayer games (not recommended if you want to keep your friends), character profiles, a wacky far-out antique shop and much more. However, the coolest unlockable feature (which you must at first access through April’s wacky antique shop) is the original 1989 Turtles arcade classic game (and here, the use of the word “classic” is fully warranted). The arcade game makes all the frustration worthwhile, in my honest opinion.

Finally, Viewtiful Joe shines. Viewtiful Joe 2 looks even better. VJ 1 & 2 is available on all platforms (I believe). It’s a bit corny, but the game is near-unforgiving. You’ll die any number of times before you get to Level Two. Add to the fact that you have several different more challenging modes to play after you’ve beat the game and you have a lengthy fragfest that will keep you slaughtering “flaties” and big dinosaurs until retirement age.

Changing gears to a different topic: voice actors. A strike between SAG and the video game industry was narrowly averted when the VG industry agreed to pay a 36% raise over three and ½ years, from an average $556 per session to $695 plus double overtime for actors who perform more than three voices and work longer than the normal six-hour session. Read about it here. Read about someone who said, “[Gamers] don’t buy games because of the actors in it.” This quote applies only in some situations. Personally, I have never bought a game because I liked the voice actors; earlier in this article, I was complaining about how corny-sounding some of the voices are. It has always been, in the following order, these factors that led to purchase--1.) gameplay; 2.) graphics; 3.) familiarity with brand or genre (Street Fighter, Car Racing, Platform). Nowhere here do you see actor. If this was the case, my game library would consist of two, maybe three games. Maybe. I guess then I would be classified as an old-school video gamer by today’s gamers. Know what I think about today’s gamers? They are the ones with much to learn about real gaming.

For those of you who have heard about Loonatics, the WB’s latest plan to s**t all over their classic properties (future posts will be uncensored), I wouldn’t get my panties in a bunch just yet over the show. I’ll watch it. I just hope it won’t insult my intelligence, like Baby Looney Tunes did. The roster of voice actors for the show (Jason Marsden, Kevin Michael Richardson, Rob Paulsen) indicate that Loonatics will be a prestige affair. So, at the very least we might presume that Loonatics will not contain any craptastic voice work.

Much more to come . . .

Monday, June 13, 2005


Undertow, directed by David Gordon Green

Undertow, a masterful film about people in Georgia who would be labeled “white trash” or “trailer-park denizens” by the less-enlightened, unburdened by pressure from producers to whore for the Oscar, has been on DVD for the past couple of months now. Only recently did I get a chance to see it. Boy, it is mesmerizing.

First off, I will never again confuse Jamie Bell with Billy Elliot. Ever again. Josh Lucas trades his cuddly persona in for one that is more lethal and menacing. And violent. No, he doesn’t cross into Robert Englund territory, but he gets damn close.

The color palette of this film never leaves the brown spectrum, it seems. What little color there is, is most certainly dinged by all the dirt and grime of the characters and their locales. Watching it, I was nearly asphyxiated by the thick atmosphere of the narrative and composer Philip Glass did not make the knot in my stomach go away either. Every ten minutes I had to remind myself that this film was written and directed by David Gordon Green, the director of another excellent art-house movie, George Washington and All the Real Girls, a film that I didn’t care too much for but Roger Ebert went ga-ga over it.

Green (not related to auteur-wannabe Tom Green) is an astonishing, underpaid, unheralded revelation. Filmmakers who are fortunate to incorporate one, just one good scene in their Hollywood product get Oscar buzz. Undertow, which had a string of masterful scenes, was ignored by AMPAS. As critics will attest to here, here, here, here, here and here, Undertow was underpraised.

While it may seem like I’m Harry Knowles of aintitcoolnews.com fame, gushing over some art house tripe, rest assured my enthusiasm is genuine. If you can, rent it. If you can’t, remind yourself to do it when you get the chance. Undertow merits your attention.

(Thanks to mrqe.com, wikipedia.com and ecritic.com for allowing me to link to their respective sites.)

Sunday, June 12, 2005


Tyson loses fight

Can’t say that I’m surprised. Mikey ventures into Wacko Jacko territory. Some say he’s already there--I dunno. I will give him the benefit of the doubt.

I prefer to believe that Mike Tyson simply needs to exercise more, lay off the Cheetos or the Doritos Cooler Ranch or whatever, and mentally reconfigure himself. Stop threatening to eat the competition, or removing their ear, etc.

Speaking of the other Mike (Jackson), jury’s still deliberating as of this writing. That’s all that I will say about the Jackson trial. I can’t imagine why you would want more Jackson, but Google Jackson and you will be irritated beyond belief at how many websites have dedicated their space to this shiza.

Back to Tyson. "I don't have the stomach for this anymore." What the hell is this? Tyson doesn’t have the stomach for this, this sport which is his life and his passion? Some bullsh&^. My hunch? He just didn’t want to be embarrassed by a seemingly effeminate Irishman. Look, McBride doesn’t have a whole lot of heads on his fireplace yet, but Tyson can’t do him in under 40 seconds like he did Savarese. Tyson got more than he bargained for, but only because he was out of practice and overestimated his own capabilities--a surefire way to throw a match if you’re pushing 40.

After the next six matches, if his boxing career is truly over with, at least he can do what this has-been did and see what happens. If he still has the connections. Hopefully, he does.

More to come in the next hour or so . . .


JQ Post

In all my time surfing the web, this is my first time finding out about this. Holy f%$#@&^ s&^%. Get a copy of this right away, man.


Another update

Slow news today, guys. Things probably happened that I don’t know about yet, so look for some updates to be forthcoming.

I think High Tension (Haute Tension in France) looks interesting. Mucho blood coupled with female masturbation--what an unbeatable combo! Cecille de France (gal who starred with Steve Coogan and Jackie Chan in Around the World in Eighty Days, hell of a change of pace) looks so different in this film from the Disney picture she was in with Chan and Coogan--and I believe she acts a whole lot different, also. Heard that the MPAA was thisclose (note the lack of space between this and close) to slapping Tension with an NC-17. It is obvious that Tension not only earns the R, but pushes it with a ferocity not seen since Saving Private Ryan.

In other related news, Ebert gives one * to Tension but three *** to The Honeymooners.

Err . . .

Saturday, June 11, 2005

Howl’s Moving Castle clears $200 million overseas; here, with the kind of release and publicity Disney is giving it, Howl will be supremely lucky to make a tenth of that. After all, Spirited Away took in less than $10 million in the US. Yet, it captured the Academy Award.

I hope Miyazaki’s latest feature gets both boffo box office and Oscar gold. It may not rank among Miyazaki’s best, but, as I’m sure many of you who know Miyazaki’s work, Miyazaki’s worst is far better than many of the best animated films coming out of studios stateside.

As if you couldn’t get enough of me, I have established another weblog here. Since that weblog won’t be updated as much as this one, feel free to frequent this one.

A plethora of news coming shortly . . .

Roger Ebert has, curiously enough, given The Honeymooners a three-star rating in his review. Looks like recommendation to me. It also looks like someone impersonating Ebert may have written that review, since it is near-impossible for me to buy that someone of Ebert’s caliber would be suckered into endorsing a film with little or no substantial narrative value. Here is his review.

More news to follow . . .

Shark Boy & Lava Girl sounds really interesting, and not because it’s filmed in 3-D.

Robert Rodriguez is working from a screenplay co-written with his seven-year old son, Racer. I wonder if this gets Racer WGA representation. Anyhow, I did not get to see Sin City and cannot wait until the opportunity arises for me to compare both movies when they are eventually released on DVD. Not all of Rodriguez’s film projects have been narratively successful, but each have succeeded in entertaining their respective audiences and therefore makes Rodriguez one of the most intriguing filmmakers working in the industry today.

If you guys have heard of Futurama or Ren & Stimpy, chances are you’ve heard of Billy West. Never been to his website? Go now.


The Honeymooners

I'll be floored if even one person shows up to see the pitiful, pathetic excuse for a remake that is The Honeymooners. Let's pray for John Schultz, the director of this travesty. I personally hope that he emerges from this one unscathed.



Many of you may already acknowledge the existence of this website. However, for those of you who don’t, after you click on the link above, you will.

Many, many more updates to follow.


More news . . .

Check out this website right here. You won’t regret it.


You may notice something slightly different about this webpage.

The name "Enoch Allen" is finally exactly where it belongs: in the name area. That may not seem like a victory of significance to many, but it means so much to me.

Before I log off, allow me to remind you to watch Avatar, the amazingly colorful animated series currently airing on Nickelodeon these days. Some good stories on there. Not to mention, the animation's fairly easy on the eyes.

Now, allow me to warn you about another animated show. The Life & Times of Juniper Lee, currently airing on Cartoon Network. Unless if you're a big fan of stilted animation, irritating plotlines, and annoyingly exaggerated juvenile characters, your time is better spent cleaning your trashcan--with your tongue.

This is all I have for right now. Thanks for reading.


Hello, and a warm welcome to all.

First, I hope that the two or three of you reading this understand that this blog is a work-in-progress.

I still haven’t figured out how to, say, put “Enoch Allen” in the name area yet, so bear with me.
This update’ll be rather short, as I take time to amass a whole bunch of material to post on this blog. I’m new to the entire experience.

First off, introduction. Some people know me as a screenwriter who’s never published a screenplay. Sure, I have had one optioned, but I’ll tell that story sometime later. I still write, obviously. I am a compulsive writer, much like someone with Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder washes his/her hands every ten minutes. I authored fifty articles on Suite 101.com before they were promptly taken offline without my knowledge or consent. (Come to think of it, they probably did the right thing, as I had forgot my password to my portion of the site.) I wrote a full-length novel and never had that published, either. I made twelve student films before leaving Brooks Institute due to the rising cost of tuition. Made a voice demo CD. Began work on a feature film project before that fell apart. All before my 20th birthday.

I haven’t even touched upon my lifelong appreciation for all things animated. I love animation, despite the stigma which has been attached to it. That animated films and TV shows are primarily for kids aged 1-11. No, I do not believe this to be true. Animation is primarily targeted toward kids 1--11, but it is really for people aged 1--111. The storytelling potential for animation is limitless. You can make entire dimensions come alive. I know, that last sentence doesn’t do the medium justice, but you get the message.

Sometime later, I want to make an animated feature. Short or long--it’s duration doesn’t matter to me. But the story does. Story should always matter to serious storytellers. But if you’re a storyteller, you know that, too.

Just as famed webcritic James Berardinelli posts chapter-by-chapter excerpts of his novel, The Price of the Crown, on his website reelviews.net, I plan to take a tip from him and post excerpts of my stories (or, stories in their entirety) on my blog. Anyone who has a boatload of time on their hands can have a blog, as you can see by scrolling up or down on this page.

Anyone who knows me knows that I appreciate feedback. My e-mail is allenfs@aol.com. Feel free to send any e-mail you want to me. Communication makes the world go ‘round.

In the coming days, you will find out more about me than you will ever want to know. Or, maybe not. Toon in.

Enoch A. Allen

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