RUMUR | Michael Galinsky
Rumur, Documentary, Filmmaking, Brooklyn, New York, Video Production, True Crime
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Author: Michael Galinsky

26 Oct it gets deeper

I mentioned my craniosacral massage to my friend Gus the other night and he told me that he had been regularly going to acupuncture. It got him interested in the mechanics of it all so he started researching on the internet and stumbled across EFT or emotion free therapy. I'm not going to go into the details - but it involves...

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22 Oct The Massage

Today I rode my bike uptown to cash in a gift certificate for a massage. I figured that a good deep massage on my hip would help loosen it up once and for all. I was a little late so I biked furiously through the crazy traffic. It was in the low 70's and beautiful out. When I arrived on...

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21 Oct Sarno Part Two

Even before I went in to see Dr. Sarno, I knew that I wanted to make a film about his work. My partners* and I had just finished our first documentary, "Horns and Halos" and we were starting our next one when the pain started. We are all drawn to stories about individuals who stand up to problems that the...

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20 Oct Blah Blah Blog: Part Deux

The following is the second part of a discussion begun yesterday in regards to context and how information flows through the world in the age of blogs. We have been shooting our film for 6 years now, focusing mainly on an individual who refused to sell his home to make way for the arena project because he felt that it was...

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19 Oct Come to Papa

Sometimes things move more quickly than we expect. A few weeks ago, Yvette found out that she had twin half-brothers. Friday morning was the first time in her life that Yvette had met a blood relative- her brother came to visit. On Saturday, her brother set off for NJ to meet their father. Yvette, her boyfriend, Paul, and I waited and...

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