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		<title>My introduction to Brendan Boyd film-making.</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[I met Brendan last winter on a Tito Guillen short called &#8220;The Woman Upstairs&#8221; where he was both acting and doing blood effects. I knew he made movies but, sadly I hadn&#8217;t really checked out any of them (I will now of course!), I&#8217;ve been out of the indie film circle for a while. I was causally invited to come on set this last weekend and I neglected to even ask what the movie was about. I was simply interested in the idea of mixing with more film nerds, see what people are doing, and so on. I showed up about 15 minutes late as I do for pretty much everything I attend and I wasn&#8217;t quite sure if I had the right address. I arrived at what looked to be a 70 year old house with a couch on the porch and no visible street number. For some reason I didn&#8217;t bother with ringing a doorbell or even knocking, I just walked in&#8230; something was up me that day, and I was more out-of-it than usual. Upon my first few steps, I see a huge mess of old puppets and costumes, and could hear familiar film type racket coming [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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