Monday, May 26, 2008

Sunday! Bloody Sunday!!


Ooops! Mr. Director is brooding over his mistake on casting the emotionally challenged. So that was pretty much my Con-less Sunday. I reluctantly parted ways with AN '08 and spent about 12 hours directing my first flick for the film club. The shoot was scheduled to commence at 9:30 a.m. and wrap up near 4pm (courtesy of my idealistic foolishness), however, several key-players of the production crew did not show up 'til 11a.m.. Needless to say, my plan to return to the dealer's room to pick up some more shit was shot to hell. I wasn't pleased to say the least, and I wasn't afraid to show it. If it was up to me I'd fire those motherfuckers, albeit none of us were paid to partake the grueling shoot. We all show up due to our love and respect for film-making and its process of creative problem solving ; and also because the Director fucking said So!. What did I do? Did I unleash the wrath of Jon on these bitches? No! I opted out of wasting any more of my energy on them, but instead channeling it to my flick, i.e. coercing those idiots to do take after take even when I already had the shot at an earlier take.
At lunch, the owner of the apartment treated us with some delicious mac n' cheese. Out of the blue, Fred(co-writer) produced a bottle of red wine; it seemed harmless at the time, but little did I know that bottle had brought on the "Itis", rendering my crew sluggish, sleepy and lost the will to do anything else. In spite of that, I did whatever I had to to grab whatever shots I could in the living room until they sobered up.

All in all, the shoot wasn't too bad, albeit Sue (storyboard artist/ writer) overstepped her boundary and did some directing of her own. At which point, I was annoyed but too restless to throw down and kneecap her in the living room. In retrospect, I believe the shoot on Sunday could be shorter and less grueling, had some people showed up on time and learned their lines, and had I not staked my pride and ambition behind the camera to prove I can direct as a fledgling ass-kicking auteur.

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