Our FIRST deadline is TOMORROW
Although masochistically self imposed, theres a deadline tomorrow to finish all the animation. I think I've pretty much keyed all my stuff. Pauls still workin on his and I'm annoying him by asking to look at his previews. lookin sweet tho. some of my animation looks r o bo tic and a bit lazy but hey it can be fixed. my mentality is running along the -lets get a version of the film finished then improve what we got-.. so after 2moro we start squeezing the shite out of the footage and flush it. on the 7 days a week vibe right now. socialising is becoming tough(er) as my brain has been hijacked by the film-making process. i'm also noticing that we've got 3mins too much footage. good complaint i guess but when we start cutting things the film gets more confusing. i say -more- coz its pretty ambigiuous as it is. not everythings spelt out.
my dad was up in the studio on sat and took a look at some stuff. he seemed very surprised:
"oh thats dramatic. its a serious thing is it?"
me:"yeah, em, I guess so. its always been like that."
dad:"well isn't it supposed to entertain people?"
me:"well, no. i mean yes. its kind of, em... an experiment."
dad:"well whos it for?"
me:"whos it for? well, festivals and stuff. tv channels might buy it."
dad:"oh. okay. well its got an interesting look."
me:"next thing i make will be funny."
dad:"will it? well. just do what you want."
me:"no seriously, i want to- the next thing we're gonna do is a funny film. we've been talking about it."
dad:"ok. well its got an interesting look anyway."
me:"ok."
i think thats the conversation i have with myself everyday.
i saw 'in the soup' on sat night after getting back from a tsunami related gig (incorporating spontaneous female breakdancing (in ireland?)) and it made me cringe at its portrayal of the film-makers ego and insecurities fucking up their film. my no.1 fear. ignore these thoughts at all cost.
subvert expectations.
involve yourself in a logical process.

