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    Benjamin Ahr Harrison lives in Brooklyn. He directs music videos and comedies. He writes screenplays and prose, and occasionally blogs. He takes the occasional photograph and cooks the occasional meal. He never talks about himself in the third person. His production company is called Machine Man Inc.

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    Archive for March, 2008

    I Am Concerned About Global Warming and I Be Geeking the Hell Out

    WebUrbanist has an awesome roundup of designs for these 3D skyscraper farms that I hope will soon start dotting the skylines of the cities of the world. The idea is that you grow food and raise livestock in a vertical environment right in the city proper. You cut down on the amount of energy needed to bring food into the city, the buildings are designed to distribute the sun’s light in a super efficient way, and the water is recycled. Awexome.

    I Like This Anti-Music Video

    I was watching it and kept thinking, when is this cat going to rap? I think he actually says one part of one line with sync in the whole video. I likes it, and I don’t know why yet.

    (via On Smash)

    And you are?

    A clip from a concert I filmed for Jake Lefco.

    Web 2.5 Public Beta

    Web advertising operation ValueClick just got slammed with a big fat $2.9 million fine for telling idiots they could get a free iPod if they’d just click.

    I’ve never really been in the practice of clicking on web ads. I sort of wonder who does it, because I’ve never felt all that compelled to even look at them. Meantime, television ads are really big budget affairs that don’t come with metrics like “clickthroughs” built in. And they don’t lie any less than web ads (that axe body spray did not incite the riot of bikini models I was led to believe it would). The old media model is outmoded and bloated. The new one isn’t ready for primetime. What gives?

    This inertia thing is really bumming me out. I want to make shows for the web that I can make a living on, but that’s nigh impossible right now. I can’t wait for the private alpha of Web 4.0.

    Where’s the Gs?

    It’s a good question, and people from both sides of the Atlantic are demanding answers. Definitely the most fun I’ve had with a Dizzee Rascal verse in a long time.

    Kinda lame that this has to be TV friendly. I can’t hear half of Bun’s verse! Where the dirty-ass internet version at?

    Getting it right…

    Ever been mushing an idea around in your head for a while without figuring out what its ultimate form is going to be, and then someone comes along and spells it out and you’re like, “oh this is clearly what I was trying to articulate.” I’m super jealous of those people. I want to be those people.

    I think I’m Ben Joseph…

    …but I’m actually Ben Harrison.

    This guy is so damn web 2.5 he’s become too good for his own website. In protest, I will continue to link to benjoseph.org.

    Sign Your Pity on the Runny Kine

    Our buddy brought over his Apple TV yesterday and showed off the movie rental feature. Obviously there was no discussion necessary over which movie to watch when it became apparent that Pootie Tang was available in HD. Basically he’s always invited back, now. Take note, potential friends. Wa da ta.

    First Cut

    Ben Joseph and I submitted a film proposal to the First Cut Film Series and just got notified that it has been advanced to the second round. The prize, which will be awarded to the top five feature film scripts submitted, is a million dollar budget and an experienced executive producer. Ben and I would be cowriters, he’d be the producer and I’d be the director!

    This stage in the competition involves submitting the full length screenplay. There will be ten scripts selected from that pool, at which point I believe there will be some voting open to the public. Obviously this isn’t a sure shot, but I’ll post updates if news warrants them.

    Finish’d!

    After months and months of writing one chapter a week (more or less), I have written the final entry in my serial novel, The Motherlode.

    The Motherlode is a story about a man named Mud who lives in a mining colony in the post apocalyptic future. Coal prices have soared to an extreme degree as the commodity has gotten increasingly rare, and Mud makes a living toiling all day for mere ounces of it. His whole life changes when he finds a chunk of coal the size of a bowling ball. With his friend Jesus, Mud escapes the mining camp, and they go on an adventure to try and find a way to turn the monstrously valuable motherlode into a tidy profit. But is this newfound wealth a blessing or a curse? You will have to read it to find out.