Random Musings: On The Movie

That's it. Shoot's over. The grand finale shot involved throwing a television set from the top of a four-level parcade and smashing it on the driveway below. One those moments where the six-year-old is jumping up and down saying "you have such a cool job!" Then we had cake and champagne for breakfast and went home. It's a weird little thing, making movies. There are a lot of parallels to theatre, but they're really entirely different entities. For one thing, although all of the work is done for most of us, there's no product. We don't have a movie yet. It still needs to be spliced together from numerous rolls of random footage. And we may or may not get a chance to see it... maybe it will never make it onto a screen, who knows?

I think... I may be hooked. That's weird, and quite unexpected. The sitting around waiting for something to happen part is still driving me nuts. I'm here to work, let me work. But there's something kind of intoxicating about the whole process. Granted, I was working with a great group of people, but I think I would have liked it anyway. Hard work though. I've done harder, but it definitely has you at the point where you don't know if you want a bath, a drink, or just sleep at the end of the day.