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Alex de La Iglesia & Co.
In production at the Almeria sets.
The Complete Cast.
Alex gives directions to Angel de Andres López.
Alex de la Iglesia walks with Carmen Maura. Ibercine visited Texas-Hollywood in April 2001. Here are some of Ibercine's own photos of the Western Sets: |
Apart from the easy jokes that arise in badly furnished head, at this very moment I am ABOUT TO start the PREPRODUCTION of what will be my sixth feature film: 800 BALAS (800 Bullets).
Q: But, who is producing this film? For starters I am producing it myself, with these very hands. Yes, dear reader. You are reading right, your little eyes are not lying. After a bloody argument with myself, and several meetings with my multiple personalities inside my brain I decided to produce myself, like an eternal fellow diner who is reborn again and again after too many desserts.
Q: And money, is there any? A: Good question. Supposedly, the budget is being agreed one of these days of October (2001). While everybody runs quickly to take shelter in their warm homes, terrified of the Taliban and such extra-terrestrial beings, other humans such as me go out to gain our bread. Yes, OK, a plane could fall on our heads. But it will be worth it, my friends. Because we will die fighting, like war dogs. We want to fight for our ideals, for our stupid hopes of not having bosses or owners and lift our heads and scream: I'm free!!! Yes, my friends, we are free and we stand that mortgage on our house if necessary. Nobody will make us kneel down, nor banks, my mother's friends or anybody. We will not look back. I will produce myself, and let it be what Bin Laden wants. There, I said it.
Q: OK, but what is 800 BALAS (800 Bullets) about? A: Good and daring question. 800 Balas is the expression of an idea, a concept that has been growing in my head for a few years now. It is the way that a series of sediments, the hard layer of mental abstractions of a man who has watched too many films, but ate popcorn at the same time and has not finished taking them in become solid. 800 Balas is a storm of sensations about the man of our days, about people who fight for something absurd that nobody cares about. We all fight for an ideal but what would happen if in the middle of a fight an old lady whispers in your ear that your fly is open? Is there a space open to dignity, respect, noble feelings and epic under this scenery of absurdity that surrounds us? Yes, of course. More than ever. That is why I want to shoot this film. Human beings are a star's excrement, a leftover made by an abominable and cruel God, or even worse, by a bored and clumsy one. Nevertheless, humans are worth the biggest of respects, and in their ridiculous and pathetic trajectory in life they are even admirable. There is a place for epic, therefore. 800 Balas is a film about the noble deed of the defeated, of the people who look ridiculous who do not care. It is a film about people who arrive to parties when there are is no food left, or even worse: they arrive on time, the very first ones, but they have not been invited and they get thrown out, and they pretend they have left something in the car and leave all embarrassed. The ridiculous whiting the epic, or the epic injected with the most pathetic. That is Spaghetti Western. That is Almeria, that is Spanish cinema. That is all of us, myself.
Q: Do you talk so much because you lack synthesis or because you still think that this is interesting to anyone? A: My dearest, even despicable in every atom of yourself, reader of web pages: neither one thing nor the other. I only set out to fill up a few lines writing about my next super-production, a comedy-drama about the world of the stunt artists, the people who throw themselves down a three story building and landing on the floor ask: did I look good? Those people need a movie, and I need to film it.
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