writLOUD 8th Feb
I've been asked to read another story at writLOUD!
Monday 8 February 2010, 6.30-8.15 pm, RADA Foyer Bar, Malet Street, London WC1E 7JN.
Maybe see you there.
I've been asked to read another story at writLOUD!
Monday 8 February 2010, 6.30-8.15 pm, RADA Foyer Bar, Malet Street, London WC1E 7JN.
Maybe see you there.
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I'm reading an extract from a novel I'm working on at RADA on Monday - this one coming. Also reading are the Costa prize winning author, A L Kennedy and couple of other new and up and coming writers. Here's the details: writLOUD takes place on Monday, 11 January, 6.30-8.15 p.m., RADA Foyer Bar, Malet Street, London WC1E 7JN.
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The light was fading. The Legate's entourage arrived at the Kratz mansion. A selection of armoured Vees in a line. Skyte's state vehicle in the centre. He emerged with Glass and the two of them, bald heads bowed entered the mansion alone. Despite its grandeur the guts to the house were simple and lacking tyrannical ostentation. There were no trinkets. Some might even say it was rustic. Others only that it had been possessed. It was certainly cosier than one would expect from a man of Kratz's station. Flowers and plants were everywhere. Splashes of colour. Snapshots of nature in firework. A full sunset in bloom. Rich aromas of all the seasons in simultaneous adoration. Deep greens, reds to orange to yellow streaking azure prosperity. Reeds, stems, storks, branches, giant leaves paddling an ocean of polychromasia.
Continue reading "BLOOD RUN 15" »
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I've just made this corporate for CommUNITY Barnet.
CommUNITY Barnet from Xavier Leret on Vimeo.
This is the trailer and opening scene of KUNG FU FLID, or UNARMED BUT DANGEROUS (DVD title). The movie is due for worldwide DVD release September 09 and is being distributed by Anchor Bay Entertainment. The film was produced for the Film Lounge and stars Mat Fraser, Frank Harper, Faye Tozer, Helen Watkins and Terry Stone.
KUNG FU FLID Showreel from Xavier Leret on Vimeo.
Here are three extracts from my first feature film MINE. The film was selected as a 'Breakthrough Movie' for LUFF 2007.
The Opening of MINE - directed by Xavier Leret from Xavier Leret on Vimeo.
A 2nd Extract from MINE from Xavier Leret on Vimeo.
3rd Extract from MINE from Xavier Leret on Vimeo.
This is a corporate that I directed for Fit Flop, produced by MyTherapy.
Fit Flop from Xavier Leret on Vimeo.
This is an extract from my last theatre show for KAOS. The KAOS DREAM. I set Shakepeare's play in a strip joint. The BBC described it as "a fresh masterpiece", a teacher from a Catholic school near Poole wrote that it would "take weeks of lessons to undo the damage you have done". In this extract Helena mourns that Demetrius has fallen for the younger Hermia. Helena is a burnt out jazz singer and Hermia a stripper and pole dancer - "love looks not with the eyes".
Extract from The KAOS Dream from Xavier Leret on Vimeo.
This is a short that I made in order to help raise finance for KUNG FU FLID. I had several meetings with producers in the UK and in Cannes and you can imagine their faces when I told them I had written this script about a short armed martial artist. They all looked at me like I was mad so I shot this DV film on a boat in Amsterdam with Mat Fraser, the thalidomide star of the feature film and actor Ralf Higgins to prove that it would work.
And then just to really hit the point home I made LOVE, again with Mat this time with Tina Barnes.
This is a little short story called TURN THE PORN ON. It is a monologue about an old man dying who has just one wish.
Turn The Porn On from Xavier Leret on Vimeo.
This is a promo of ALICE a piece of theatre I made about a social worker. This was a hard hitting surreal piece was inspired by Alice in Wonderland.
You can download my CV here.Xavier_Leret_CV.pdf
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I've re-written the very beginning of the story. Click on the Blood Run link above and find Blood Run 1 & 2.
Anyway new bit.
How trusting are children. So easy to calm with stories. Lead them into a dark room. Hold their hand and they are soothed. Speak sweetly and they are silenced. Hold them and you can achieve a relative calm. Shout at the child at your peril. They will retreat. I always advocated gentleness. A child will speak only when they are handled with care. Panic the child and it will fall into a delirium. A delirium from which they will never emerge. They will retreat into that dreadful darkness of their imagination. You will have become unreal to them, taking on the qualities of a demon or such like. There can be nothing left but to end them. That is suitably humane.
Continue reading "BLOOD RUN 14" »
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Their feet reached the ground. But they were sandwiched between two walls. She told him to scuffle over to his left. The other way was sure to lead to the divide between life and death. The pain in her legs was unbearable. Her right shoe was full of blood and sloshed. They arrived at the wall. There was a hole, they could feel air on their faces.
Continue reading "BLOOD RUN 13.1" »
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The children were sandwiched between the floorboards above and the ceiling below. Dust rained on them as Anchorite feet scuffled over them. The elder girl and the brother lay on their stomachs. Their bodies scanning beams. Breathing quietly into the haunted black pitch of this world between. He had dilated terrified eyes which were saucered large behind a dusty mask. He could feel his older sister lying beside him. He reached out and found her hand. She took it and held it. At her head lay the little one balanced long ways on a wooden rib. She was silent. Unconscious. She kissed her head. Silent pecks to remind her why life was worth living. She was shivering, the brother in a tremble and the little one was sunspot hot.
Continue reading "BLOOD RUN 13" »
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Skyte took his place opposite the journalist. He was eerily serene. He had been explaining the fertility of his cross bred sheep. Fecund was the word he chose to describe them. That there was no need to enforce breeding incentives. They were quite capable of going about it themselves. The ram would never take no for an answer he said with a knowing public servant smile. The baby kisser. He himself had always been celibate. Sexless. Had never harboured any desires in this direction. He observed nature's business. You could say I am anthropologist. Life interests me.
Continue reading "BLOOD RUN 12" »
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My son was born in the late morning of the 24th July. He came quickly. We were expecting an almighty fight. We had been warned that the first one puts up a struggle and is not so willing to appear. He was eager to live. Rigorous from the outset. I watched as my wife cracked and whipped during the final stages. Possessed. Ancient. He came out of her as if he was shedding a former skin. Life transforms itself in this way. The old making way for the new. The new intercensal of the old.
Continue reading "BLOOD RUN 11" »
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You scoured the area?
Yes, Legate. Under every nook and cranny.
Skyte's eyes had darkened. Everywhere. You looked everywhere?
For four hours, Legate.
And she has vanished?
Yes.
A child of eight years old. Into thin air?
Continue reading "BLOOD RUN 10.2" »
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