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    Friday, Jun 22, 2012 3:36PM / Standard Entry

    Long time since my last post....

    Been busy lately prepping for this short film.  In the process of casting, take a look at the casting breakdown below and if you see a fit, shoot us an email!




                                                      CASTING BREAKDOWN
                   FILM TITLE: Shades of Rogue                 DURATION: 28 MINUTES (SHORT FILM)

                    DIRECTOR:Thomas Lo                             PRODUCER: Vincent Lam

                    AUDITIONDATES:  JUNE 28-30          SHOOT DATE: JULY 19-23

    **CANTONESE SPEAKERS ONLY (no accents)**

    COMPENSATION: Honorarium offered, amount determined by role

    CONTACT: Terence Li ([email protected]) or Mo Cheng ([email protected])

    **Please reply with full name, CV, photos, and the role you are auditioning for**

    The daughter of HK’s infamous rogue cop and aspiring private investigator, Mable, is at a loss when her father’s old debts lead to the murder of her mother.  With the help of a soon-to-be Inspector and the sage guidance of her God Grandfather, she uncovers a truth she never could’ve imagined,coloring her reality with Shades of Rogue.

    MABLE [LEAD]: 19-21 y/o  **required to do some action sequences**

    MABLE is a smart kid and possesses an abundant of potential but lacks the drive to be great.  Ever since she was a child, her parents encouraged her with problem solving games and activities.  She proved time and time again that she indeed had a gift for it.  When she lost her father to his own wrongdoing,she blamed everything that has gone wrong in her life on him.  The good girl in her vanished after the death of her father.  She was in full protection mode as everyone they knew instantly despised her and her mother.  

    LOK [LEAD]: 40-45 y/o

    LOK worked with Mable’s father at the Tung Chung district for several months before the grizzly crime. After Tsui On died, he slowly made his presence felt in the family,helping them through the aftermath.  They were struggling to fight off the scorn from family, friends, media, triad creditors, and strangers alike but Lok stood by them and helped out when and where he could.  Unmarried with no children, he’s finally being rewarded for years of hard work in the force with a promotion to Inspector,something he has worked for his entire life but not without sacrifices.   

    JUN [SUPPORTING]: 40-45 y/o (Mable’s mother)

    After her husband’s death, JUN fell into a deep depression.  She couldn’t handle the bullying and scorn from everyone she knew and wanted to lean on during this difficult time.  When Lok started to show up more often to help them out, she would lean on him for strength and advice while Mable started to rebel.  Now her only hope is that Mable can find a good job and lead a better life on her own.  Jun has given up on herself, still deeply entrenched in depression.


    This old man was a father figure and mentor to Tsui On.  He and On had a very good relationship that saw them training together when On was getting prepared to be a police officer.  He is a very sensible person with a mysterious past.  His wife passed on many years ago and has lived alone for the better part of his life.  He kept away from the Tsui family as he felt guilty for what had happened to On, taking on the responsibility for what On ended up doing.  


    A private investigator who is good at what he does but doesn’t have the look to go with his outstanding skills.  He is overweight, scraggly, an organized mess.  He is divorced, has two young children he doesn’t care for but misses dearly.  Looking for help, he places an ad in the newspaper for an intern who he can groom.  

    MUN [MINOR]: 19-21 y/o

    An old schoolmate of Mable’s, Mun comes from a poor family and rough upbringing that forced him onto the street and hanging with thugs.  He’s a small-time criminal trying to make it up the triad ladder.  Mun isn’t the sharpest tool in the box.

    TSUI ON [MINOR]: 40-45 y/o

    TSUI ON was an introvert who didn’t have many friends.  His personality seem to hold him back in many instances and was to blame for his constant failure to secure a promotion up the ranks even though he was outstanding in several areas in his line of work.  He was killed when he apparently tried to steal another officer’s gun.

    RELATIVE [EXTRA]: 45 y/o

    Tsui family relative that rudely tells Mable and Jun to leave the wedding

    GROOM [EXTRA]: 30-35 y/o

    Tsui family relative that asks Mable and Jun nicely not to ruin his big day

    TOUGH GUYS x2 [EXTRAS]: 19-21 y/o

    Mun’s gangster friends

    YOUNG MABLE [EXTRA]: 5-6 yrs old

    FLASHBACK to Mable swinging back and forth photo, writing in notebook photo

    YOUNG MABLE [EXTRA]: 10-12 yrs old

    FLASHBACK to playing chess, shooting paintball gun, trophy photos

    TEEN MABLE [EXTRA]: 15-16 yrs old

    FLASHBACK to crime scene; relatives;fighting with Jun; crying alone in the corner

    TEEN GIRLS x3 [EXTRAS]: 15-16 yrs old

    Pointing and talking amongst themselves as Mable walks by; all in school uniform


  • Two days I'll never get back...not that I want it back...I just won't....'cause it's over...right?

    Thursday, Jun 2, 2011 2:50PM / Standard Entry

    I am grateful for the past two days spent with Jeanne Hartman in her class. It's always a joy to see her as she always seems to find a different way to challenge me. This time playing a suicidal Colonel and then tackling one of my weaker links in comedy. Thanks to her, I made a few ppl in class laugh! Ok, maybe it was that stupid look I had on my face but whatever the case, they laughed!

    Speaking of which, it was great to see the familiar faces and fun to engage with new ones in class. By the end of the two days of intensive teaching and scolding (okay, only Ulf got scolded, haha!) I thought everyone was able to lay it all out when challenged the most. Experienced or not, there were marked improvements in everyone's work under Jeanne's direction, so kudos to all my classmates! Some random thoughts on them:

    - Tammie showed her talents off again, extremely gifted!

    - Joe is getting better and better...impressive bro! Keep it up!

    - Jen...hmm...well there was that connection that she had with Max...

    - Ulf got his butt put in place a few times, which was really fun to watch because I don't get to see that often enough! haha

    - Raven was fun to work with in the sit-com scene, very engaging and put on a good show

    - Sandy, the big man, was absolutely hilarious with his impression of The Rock, it was so good!

    - Nicole just couldn't stop smiling during her scenes until Jeanne put her into a really dark place...that was interesting..and funny, of course...

    - Max outperformed my impersonation of Bruce Lee (which was sh*t, anyway) with his impersonation of Jackie Chan; that was gold!

    - Ines was incredible in her role opposite Joe, it was probably the toughest roles they both had to ever play and they really impressed!

    - Suzette did a phenomenal impression of Carrie form Sex in the City, great pleasure to have worked with you!

    - Betty the Vet was an actor the last two days, great job!

    - Cedrick probably has the best voice ever...but it was his persistence to improve in class that stood out the most

    - Ezra, even though just for one day, he rocked the effin' house with the last performance opposite Tammie!

    - And this is getting long...So to those who I missed, it's not that I don't want to give you my random thought, I'm just lazy...just know that everyone did very well! And maybe if I see you at Jeanne's farewell, I will share with you my "Final Thoughts" like Jerry Springer does.


    Hope to see you guys when we bid farewell to our coach and mentor, Jeanne, on Sunday! "Until next time, take care of yourself...and each other."

    A personal thanks to Jason Tobin for putting this together and making this possible for all of us to benefit from such a unique teacher and friend! The two of you have helped me tremendously through the past couple years in more ways than you can imagine. And you guys know what I'm talking about! *wink wink*

    Jeanne, you are such a wonderful human being, here's wishing you all the best, safe travels back home to LA, and we'll see you in December! Thanks again for everything! I look forward to the next challenge as I continue to ASK QUESTIONS!


  • The day I knew I was not super.

    Friday, Apr 15, 2011 7:25PM / Standard Entry

    I think I speak for most when I say that ever since I could remember, I thought I’d become some sort of superhero when I got older.  You know, like if some really ugly looking insect bit me and I’d become one of them but like a human-sized one.  Or if I got attacked by some beastly animal while I walked back home from school and through the woods, I’d lay there dead with my body torn to pieces while the power within me brings me back to life.  That was what I thought. 

    One day, I’d be in the same league as the Ninja Turtles or Spiderman or even the Green Lantern with some ring-pop looking jewel on my finger or something like that.  I thought maybe, just maybe, even if I didn’t become one, I’d still be a hero and save the day, somehow, someway.  Maybe I’d shoulder block the speeding truck that’s about to hit the old lady that is stuck in the middle of the road, or I’d do a choke-hold like a sleeper on some thugs that just robbed someone, or heck, pull an Ip Man and fight off enemy after enemy for the sake of saving our culture.

    But you know what?  It didn’t happen.  And probably ain’t happening. 

    My childhood dream came to a screeching halt one day.

    Screw the bad guys, screw saving all these people who I didn’t know just to be the “Hero”, super or not.  I couldn’t even save the one I love the most. 

    My Momma Lo.

    As the world had its attention on Libya and its fight against the government and their senile-mental patient-looking dictator, Japan was hit with an ungodly earthquake and subsequent tsunami.  Then its nuclear power plants were found to have been damaged so severely that it became the third crisis that has the nation crippled.  The world stopped for a moment and immediately scrambled to aid them.

    Now let me rewind to the day before.

    My mom was in town for 7 weeks prior to visit my sister and I and the odd relatives and friends.  I hadn’t seen her in a while and spent a great deal of time with her.  Anyway, it was her last night in town and we went out to dinner for her farewell.  Earlier in the day, my sister visited a popular Japanese bakery and picked up a loaf of bread for my mom to take with her on her trip home.  We all had a nice meal and took some pictures and stuff.  But my phone for whatever reason, crapped out on me and didn’t turn back on.  Didn’t think much of it, just that it was bullshit since I just got my iPhone mere months before this fateful evening. 

    So after dinner and dessert in Soho, and a big long hug, we parted ways. 

    Flash forward to the next day.

    I had to go get my phone fixed so in order for my girlfriend, May, to get a hold of me throughout the day, she lent her phone to me to use.  I kept getting a push notification on the phone about a devastating earthquake in Japan.  Thought little of it and closed the note. 

    That morning, my mom was on a flight back to Toronto, and being the bad son that I am, was unaware that her flight was actually connecting in Tokyo. 

    So as I walked down a street in Mong Kok waiting for my phone to be fixed, I receive a phone call.  It was my sister.

    She told me that my mom’s flight was scheduled to land at 2:45pm (HKT) in Tokyo.  Earthquake was at 2:40pm.   Unable to contain her worries and having already spent time on the phone with the airline and whoever she could get a hold of without getting any information about what happened, we shared a quivering silence over the phone.

    After consoling each other with simple words and short sentences, we knew no matter what was said at this point could not curb our emotions, we hung up and desperately waited for a response from the airline. 

    First in.  The airport was shut down.

    I stood in the middle of nowhere and couldn’t contain myself.  All that was running through my head was that my mother was alone, in Japan, on a plane or something, with the biggest natural disaster in years happening beside where she was.  She was just making strides in getting over her anxiety and depression and now this?  I looked around as people scurried to my left and right but not so much in panic of what had just happened in Japan, rather it was just the bustling of the Hong Kong culture. 

    I couldn’t imagine the chaos that was happening around my mother. 

    And my thoughts?  One word: Useless.

    Where the hell were my “super powers” I’ve been hoping for since I was a kid?  I wanted to fly into Japan and take my mother out of there.  Carry her home, save her life, save the day.  Yeah, sure, I’m not sure I’d be cut out to be a superhero if I can’t even think that I’d save the rest of Japan before saving my mother.  You know, the ultimate sacrifice that superheroes make like seen in all those movies.  Heck, Spiderman was good enough with his web slinging that he was able to hold on to both his love and the kids in the tram.  But really?  In every real life situation where a choice needs to be made, when the emotions are riding higher than the CN Tower, can you really lose your humanistic side and worry about the sake of everyone else and risk losing what’s near and dear to your heart?  Superhero or not, Peter Parker would give anything up to have stopped the douche that he let go and ended up killing his beloved uncle.  To have that on your conscience is not easy. 

    I didn’t think a day like this would ever happen.  I wouldn’t need to use my “super powers” to save the world…if I had any, of course.  But seriously, even if I did, I’d be the first to tell you, I would save my mother first, and I don’t care for the backlash. 

    Well, whatever the case, I don’t have any powers or even the faintest idea how my mother was doing or the extent of the devastation happening mere flying-hours away. 

    Helpless.  Powerless.  Useless.  Those were the only things within my grasp at that time.  I wanted to be there with my mom.  I wanted to hug her and tell her everything was going to be alright, even if it wasn’t.  I wanted to protect her.  To get her on the first flight out of there.  Line-up for her for food.  Talk to her to calm her down. 

    But what did I do?  Nothing.

    Second thing in, her flight landed safely. 

    An hour later, my girlfriend rushed out of work and came to my side.  I got my phone back and forwarded my calls to her phone because there was something else wrong with it, at her urging nonetheless. 

    About twenty minutes later, she gets a call on her phone.  It’s my mom!

    I rip the phone away (okay, not literally but for dramatic effect, I will say I ripped it away) from her grasp and put it to my ear.  I waited to hear her voice. 

    She very quickly told me what her situation was.  She was stuck in the airplane, nobody was working in the airport, they were running out of food, and aftershocks were rocking the plane every now and then.  Being the nice woman that she always is, she hung up swiftly so that others could use the phone to call their loved ones. 

    And just as quickly as she hung up, tears swelled my eyes and I couldn’t help but to let it go. 

    After crying like a baby without a nipple to suck on, I called my brother and sister to give them the update.  It was relieving for all of us to know that she landed safely BUT still anxious to find a way to get her the hell out of there. 

    After 20+ hours sleeping on the floors and chairs in the airport, watching all of her fellow passengers on the same flight leave, and chatting with us over the phone, my mother was running low on food and medicine.  She was physically and mentally exhausted as anyone can imagine.  She stayed strong, she insisted that our support was keeping her going as strong as she could be.  But was that enough?

    Luckily, the loaf of bread that my sister bought her kept her from starving as food was scarce, banks were closed, money was low, and lines were long.  But now, she was running precariously low on medication.  So she did what everyone does in desperation, beg. 

    She pleaded with the counter person and the manager about her condition, state, and situation. 

    At this point in time, I hadn’t heard from her in a while so I tried calling her cell phone of which was a crapshoot since it was not always connecting.  But I did indeed get through.  Thank God. 

    And talk about timing.  I caught her as she was entering the tunnel to the airplane!  Relieved and assured of my mom’s safety, I was the baby looking for his nipple again.  But this was definitely more joyous than the first.  And I didn’t care that I was standing in the middle of a busy intersection where everyone looked at me with a curious eye.  My mom was going home.  That’s all that mattered. 

    You know what else didn’t matter?  That I didn’t have super powers and I wasn’t a superhero.  Sure, I couldn’t save the day.  I couldn’t help my mom get out of Japan.  I questioned my usefulness on a number of occasions through this.  But I did what I needed to do as a son, brother, and friend.  I showed my support.  I gave my support.  And sometimes, just sometimes, I reckon that’s enough.  As my mom assured me of it as well. 

    Sure, in hindsight, I wish I did do more.  But when a world catastrophe as gigantic as this hits this close to home, it’s tough.  And fortunate or not, I’ve never had to deal with something of this magnitude before so there’s no protocol that I innately proceed with.  I would never wish this on anyone and I am sure that there are several people, families, and friends that went through something even more devastating because of this triple-crisis and my prayers are with them through their tragic times.  But having said that, I thank God for making sure my mother wasn’t going to be just another number. 

    What happened was brutal.  And those affected more greatly than it has for me and my family, I sincerely hope that they will have better days ahead.  And they have my support.  I just hope that it’s enough as well since it’s already been determined that I can’t save anyone and not a superhero… 

    Now, I can’t wait to go home and see my mom again.  Big hugs and kisses.  Maybe even a high five. 

    But the best part?  Yeah, there is a “best” part to this. 

    Shortly after this fiasco and my mom’s safe arrival in Toronto, my brother and sister-in-law brought home a sweet, cute, and adorable baby girl.  I can’t wait to meet my niece, Addison.  She’s already brought so much joy to our family and has definitely helped my mother get past this whole thing a little easier. 

    Of all the roles that I’ve played in life, in films, and in my imagination, I am about to embark on a new one that I have never had any experience in.  An uncle.  Yeah, I know, Uncle Tom.  Not a fan of people calling me Tom and am definitely not an “Uncle Tom”, especially not the ones that Jalen Rose so aptly described in his documentary BUT for my niece, anything.  I think I’m ready.  But we’ll see. 

    I’ll be home in July.

    Signing off. 


    Thomas.  Just normal.  And human.  And no qualms about it. 


    I know it's been almost a year since my last blog so I'll make sure I blog again soon to give you an update on the happenings of the past year!! 





  • Yeah, I'm back bloggin'...

    Thursday, Jun 10, 2010 5:13PM / Standard Entry


    It’s been a while, huh?  I’m sorry for not boring you with my BLOGGING in the recent months…it’s been pretty crazy and soooooooo much to do…

    Anyway, a quick recap on what you’ve been missing and I’ve been experiencing…

    •    Got my website up (not completely done but it’s something…); check it out if you have a chance but don’t expect to be blown away, alright?  Promise?  Cool.  Here’s the link: www.i-kandyproductions.com
    •    Brought onboard a local vet in the HK film industry to help me produce my baby, Love Hurts.
    •    Lost my virginity…PHEW!  
    •    Wrote six short films (hoping to shoot one of them in the coming months!)
    •    Prepared a couple of biz plans for some things me and my partners want to pursue
    •    Joined a gym to shed some extra poundage
    •    Basketball practice (about to start a new season!)
    •    Wrote new draft of my baby, Love Hurts.
    •    Shot another roadshow commercial
    •    Watched my beloved Raptors collapse amidst a run to the playoffs…and the upcoming off-season may alter the direction of the team with the impending FA Chris Bosh, likely to seek greener pastures
    •    Finally coaxed my best friend from Toronto to call me…after a year and a half…I know, what a prick!  That’s what I said…
    •  and a few more things that I can't tell you about...you know, things...

    And finally…

    JEANNE HARTMAN’s workshop!  Although I was only able to attend the one-day class, I walked away a better man…well, okay, maybe not that far but close enough…I certainly walked away feeling more confident about my abilities as an actor as I took risks that I would NOT take otherwise if it wasn’t within the safety of her classroom. 

    Jeannie is a phenomenal teacher, to say the least, but the best thing about her is that she is an even better human being.  The little chats we’ve had and the intimate advices she’s offered ever since our first encounter has been uplifting and motivating.  And sure, it was a beginner’s class and all but I was given the hefty task of acting opposite of a beautiful singer/actress Celina Jade (who btw kicked ass, and just to clarify, she’s not a beginner as you may already know, she was doing a make-up class b/c she apparently missed one due to a sked conflict).  And MAN…was that a tall task or what?  And that was to start the class…seriously, Jeannie, why do you always have to challenge me like that…first time around, I tell you that I can’t seem to figure out body movement in acting and you make me act out a scene paralyzed from the neck down, and this time, I get Ms Jade in my first workout in a year!?! (It was because I was late, huh?)

    Anyway, it was a great class.  Got to work with a couple first-timers and a couple of familiar faces.  It was a good class to be in and certainly appreciate Jason Tobin’s efforts in making this happen for me…oh, and for everyone else, I guess, with the whole Jeannie-in-HK thing but he knows what I’m talking about…thanks dude!

    So beyond that, I’m helping my boss out with his short film, URGE.  You may have seen me post up a casting call for this film and just to clarify, I am NOT directing it. 

    My boss, TK, is a well-regarded TVC director in HK and he’s got an itch to make a short film.  So here I am helping him make this happen.  And feel free to ask me about it, I’d love to see more ppl from AnD come out for the auditions.  It’ll be an interesting shoot and aimed for festival circulation so if you want exposure as an actor, here’s another one of those opps! 

    Cool?  Cool.

    Alright, back to my job.  Hope you enjoyed wasting your time with my life…at least it’s not on my dime.

    And a quick shoutout to Derek and Kate, I know they are working on SUPERCAPITALIST right now…GOOD LUCK with everything!

    And to Jen Thym with her new gig!  Look forward to watching it!

    Alright, I’m out-skis…

    Til next time, and god knows when that’ll be…


    I didn’t lose my virginity…wait…did I?  I’ll get back to you on this.



  • Memories of a workshop...

    Monday, Nov 23, 2009 5:39PM / Event

    It's been about a year now...

    Wow, how time has just flown by...just like that and Jeanne Hartman is back!

    I remember last year, her workshop opened so many doors for me both figuratively and creatively speaking.  Her encouragement after her workshop was what gave me more confidence in my "pursuit of happyness".  First off, the workshop itself, although blogged about before, is such an incredible experience and a great tool that artists within the film/TV industry should take advantage of.

    Jeanne's a great lady who knows how to personalize her approach to make you understand.  Her classes are forever-challenging but educational and definitely worth your time.  She is on her way back to do another round of these workshops and I do hope that there's enough space for everyone, 'cause they fill up quickly!

    My plan was to join the pro class this year since I joined the "Newbies" class last time and encouraged to upgrade next time she comes back.  But because she was so damn good, and her support so strong, I've been busying myself with my film, Love Hurts.  I'm not sure if I'm able to but will definitely try to make it and embarrass myself in front of the real "Pros"...

    Either way, if I make it or not, whoever is reading this, should definitely look into signing up because it will help you get to where you want to get to in more ways than you could ever think of.  She's the real deal.  Check her out and she'll do the rest of the impressing in her classes.


    Wish you all the best Jeanne and I do hope to see you before you leave if I am unfortunate enough to miss your workshops!! 

    TLo is outtie.


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