|
|
Christopher Morrison
I am a graduate of Boston University’s Theatre Conservatory
with a BFA in Movement For The Stage. I am also certified
by the Society of American Fight Directors in all six
weapons.
I am the founder of Broken Buddha Productions.
BBP is a movement collective where experts from martial arts,
theatre, gymnastics, dance, and circus train each other and
create live events. BBP is operated out of the Z Space
Studio where I am an Artist In Residence. I am also an
instructor at The School For The Arts in San Francisco,
a high school conservatory, where I teach stage combat and
hold the title of Artist In Residence. I have taught at Boston
University, Middlesex College, Chabot College, and
numerous college and high school workshops.
I am also a founding member of Impact Theatre
of Berkeley (www.impacttheatre.com)
where I am the resident fight choreographer and sometimes
I act and direct.
I have studied the disciplines of Karate, Kung-Fu,
Aikido, Kali, Jun-Fan, and Tai-Chi.
|
WHO THE HELL IS THIS
GUY
I am planning to jump over a car. A moving car. Coming
right at me… head on.
This is the plan:
Car moving at 25mph… I run towards
the grill and jump over it.
That is the plan.
That is the only plan.
Sometimes I think I am insane. >>>
|
|
MY HEALTH YOUR PROBLEM
A sincere looking guy who has left his six figure income
to open up a bike shop because, by golly, it just makes
him FEEL better to have no income and grease under his
nails. And now he has thrown out his back.
But wait!
He has no health care coverage… Whatever
will he do?
He turns to Blue Cross who has a $60 a
month plan. He needs this plan because he spent all
his millions on whores and coke BUT NO MORE!
He has a bikeshop! >>>
|
|
PASSION FOR WEAKNESS
These fits detach me from this world and send me floating
in the dirty beautiful ocean that is my brain.
I am constantly baptized and sinful in
here, in this great gray sea.
In here, I rise to the top like cream and sink to the
bottom like a gutter-snipe (no, I don’t know what
a gutter-snipe is, but it sounds so damn cool). >>>
|
|
A YEAR OFF IN CHICAGO
I know where the Wicked Witch comes from. I know
why Frankenstien was so pissed off. I have felt Dracula’s
need to drink blood. I have been the megalomaniac super-villain
bent on world domination. All of these monsters are
my kin.>>>
|
|
PIMP FOR
A DAY
The storyteller was on his feet and animated.
He was using his arms to illustrate his points, and
his audience was rapt in that teenage "I’m
listening to you because you are cool and have more
status than me, but I’m also cool and not
giving you too much attention because that shiny
metal object over there is actually just as interesting
as you are" way of listening. >>>
|
|
WELCOME
TO YOUR DICTATORSHIP
Not to get too Chomsky on you, but I’ve come
to an interesting realization recently that I would
like to share with you.
You spend 60% of your life in a dictatorship…
in America. >>>
|
|
YES, I ADMIT IT. I WORKED
AT A RENN FAIR(E)
Most people, if poled (or tortured), will admit to having attended
a Renaissance Fair(e) [some jackass, motherfucker started
adding on the “e”] or Renn Fair for short.
>>>
|
|
PIZZA LINES
AND FAME
I weep at that song because it is so right on the
damn money. It’s all luck. Who you know, what stupid
Pizzaria you were standing in when the agent saw you
(Natalie Portman, no joke), or which mall you were shopping
in when the woman who is casting Terminator 2 sees you
walking down the hall and asks you if you can ride a
moped (Edward Furlong).>>>
|
|
MTV IS EVIL
I would like to bring something to your attention.
This little nugget of info may have slipped under you
radar, but it needs to get out. And it is important,
because it substantiates a fact that I have known, felt
even, for the last 10 years.
They
have finally discovered that MTV is the number one cause
of Evil. >>>
|
|
DIRECTING
Take a script, cast it, make it interesting, believable,
and stage it under dough spinners, the football game,
and little Jimmy screaming at House of the Dead. Don’t
get me wrong… House of the Dead is a GREAT video game,
but when you are trying to examine the eternal varities,
it does not a good companion make. >>>
|
|
MY PARENTS
ARE DYING
My parents live on the East Coast, and I live out here
in sunny, too goddamn liberal for its own good, slacker,
northern California. My parents have been out here
once in the 4 years I’ve lived here. They trained across
America on Amtrak for their 30th wedding
anniversary and stayed in a big hotel on Union Square
in San Francisco. They set foot in my apartment, in
the Mission District in San Francisco, once. >>>
|
|
SPORTS THINK
So few of us get a nice clearly defined moment in our
lives where we can say:
“I did exactly what I set out to do. How do I know?
Here’s the result, right here in my hand.”>>>
|
|
SIMPLICITY
I want a costume that would look silly on a normal human
but on me looks amazing... I want to run across rooftops...
I want wings to blossom from my back... I want to feel
lightning flow through my fingertips... I want claws
that explode out of the backs of my hand, claws that
ruin flesh, mine or others... I want a sword that cuts
through anything... legs that leap... fists that are
made of fury... kicks that break stone... eyes that
see nothing but the goal that is right in front of me,
the goal which I will never achieve... >>>
|
|
I LOVE TO
SWEAR
I love to fucking swear. It is the greatest goddamn
thing in the whole fucking world.
And you know what? I like to create ever more offensive
swear words. Just for the shit of it. >>>
|
|
EMPTY SPACES
So there’s this space on my speed dial where I put “the
woman that I’m seeing‘s” phone number. And I’m kind
of uncomfortable with it now. Its empty, you see...
My last relationship is over, and I’m dating someone
new, but this young relationship doesn’t quite merit
the entry into the speed dial yet. >>>
|
|
