Time Well Wasted Intro

Oh hey! Robjn here…

So last June, Kevin and the Sandbox crew hired me to direct this intro to their current movie “Time Well Wasted”. Maybe you’ve seen this concept used before and maybe you haven’t, but you definitely haven’t seen it used this exhaustively and to such a dynamic extent and with a shirtless Geeves. Filming took up the entire month and everyone involved pulled their shit together like when you’re driving home after a few drinks and (suddenly!) you end up face to face with an Officer of the Law at a roadblock or, perhaps, the scene of your accident.

Either way, it was recently awarded “Best Video Opener” by the kind and good looking people of Future Snowboard Magazine. Since there are no credits for it, here’s a quick rundown:

Produced by Sandbox Films (Kevin Sansalone)
Directed by me (Robjn Taylor)
Edited by Clayton Larsen
Technical Assistance by Brian Hockenstein
Some Invaluable Help from Eric Weber, Johnny Fats, Matthew Morgan, all the riders (obviously), and friends.

The song is called Birdsong, and it’s performed by The Golden Dogs.

Enjoy and so forth!
Robjn.

Also: Higher quality Quicktime file available when you click this.

To Make Waffles

Here we have another entry of Robjn’s into the Whistler 72 Hour Film Festival, “To Make Waffles”. Which year, I can’t be certain. You see — we drink a lot, and can’t afford to remember silly things like dates, or people’s names, or family member’s birthdays. All I can remember is that I didn’t go to support Robjn when this was being aired at the festival… because I had better things to do; and I don’t know about where you’re from, but in North America, they charge by the hour.

To Make Waffles!

Fluff Face!

…and the Low Road and the Fucking Lawnmower of Solitude! Another old video I’m archiving up on here. Robjn made this a year or two ago for the Whistler Halloween Horror Film Festival. It’s too bad that it takes an event like Halloween to get people excited about blood, titties, and chainsaws. Well, titties anyway — which incidentally is the only thing on that list that this video is lacking. Sometimes I wish Robjn was a little more considerate. For you. For me. For the entire human race. Lucky for you — I am. Below the video: titties, because Robjn lacked the courage!

Sherry, Baby!

Crapneto’s east infection and babe magnet protégé Evan Rissi put together this little 80’s infused mash-up. For all of you easy lovers out there, here’s a quick bio of our friend: Hailing from west Orillia, Evan spends lots of time on Facebook, loves watching episodes of Lost all cuddled up in his Slanket with a bowl of Orville Redenbacher’s stove-pop popcorn. When not totally immersed in the goings-ons of Jack, John Locke, and everyone else on that wacky island, he can be found sneaking in an episode or two of Heroes. Brunettes and blondes need not apply, he only likes the ginger’s bread. Without further adieu: Sherry, Baby!

Dogshirts!

Another upload from the old site. I’m slowly getting things in order around here. This is Robjn’s submission to the Whistler 72 hour Film Festival from last year. It’s called Dogshirts, and I won’t type any more.

Chopper Chopper Dave