Cowards Come Home Music by Kelle Kalmes

Kalmes

Soulful angst....

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John Wayne Gut early formation...

I know some people said as though...

How did these obvious clues miss the fabric of time?

Cowards Come Home A Mockumentary by Gene Kalmes 2002 

Most all of this was created between 1996 and 2002. Believe it or not I added scenes until about 2010. The music was generously composed by my younger brother. Kelle is deeply soulful. He almost performed the scene before my screenwriting class in 1983. 
 



Every time I tried to include him on the process it ended with him on top of me swinging lefts and rights at my temples. Which resulted in me finding someone else for the part. Yes it is funny. You will see various disasters like this. This is a huge part of the epic story I am telling here. I highly urge you to watch it because it is really well done given the huge problems I endured. I shot it with Super VHS S series. Plus some 8mm video.

It is truly ironic that this movie never hit the big screen. Nope 25 years later it has hit the small screen. Which forgives the resolution problems. People tend to judge the production before they watch it however I have changed minds along the way as people admit they never expected it to be enjoyable and artsy. Funny to boot.

Regarding me riding off (stuntman) into the sunset, it was really a yellow sky at dusk in Appleton Wisconsin. I recruited The First Alabama to play Provost Marshal among other roles. I couldn't ride the horse in this scene because I was on an ATV with the camera following behind. I am on the horse in other scenes but I was literally performing every aspect. No time to dawdle, I had to just do whatever needed to be done.

Note to everyone who thinks I am an asshole. My irascible anger is usually attached to weak people not holding up there end of the agreement to cast them in roles, like being temperamental babies. Like those who feel hurt feelings then try to ruin my movie by not showing up to important shoots. Whereby I rewrote the script in 2 minutes in my head and just kept pushing forward. Does anyone think I would have this massive output if I suffered those who are just plain weak. Finish what you started people.

My brother was supposed to play the Dylan C. Foley role but Mike Dufer who begged for the role got the part. Then he didn't show up after 80% of his parts were in the can. Still makes me mad today.

By the way I watched a biker movie last night that was largely shot in the same bar. The Crystal Corner bar plays the talking head documentary scenes ala History Channel satire. Mike plays a distant future relative of Leonard who is a smoking activist. In the mid 2000's people were pissed about the tobacco ban.

I can say with pride every person who saw the final product said some very nice things. Surprised by how it all turned out.

Another shout out to God and his contribution of a yellow sky as symbiology of a story about courage and cowardice. Yellow? Get it?

Everything Is A Conspiracy...

Secondly We Are Gullible...

Third, ask the cat... The dog is kind of an idiot...