Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Aural Pleasures




1) The Suburbs - Arcade Fire
2) Confessions of A.D.D.D - The Coral
3) Hyacinth House - The Doors
4) The Ass - Pharoahe Monch
5) Past and the Pending - The Shins
6) Firewater - Big Pun
7) O! Valencia - The Decemberists
8) Radioactive - Kings Of Leon
9) Magic In The Air - Badly Drawn Boy
10) Part Timer - The Young Knives

Monday, September 13, 2010

Up in Frames

I have spent the entire last week and a half with my face buried, almost literally, in the screen of my laptop diligently going about the arduous process of editing my short film. The footage itself is great, although there are a couple of focus issues, however the main problem I am experiencing is the sound. My god, I knew sound was important but I didn't realise just how important it actually is. It will literally take your production from a slick, professional-looking production, to an amateur piece of shite in an instant. My problem was that, after our first day of shooting, I reviewed the footage and realised that the camera we were using picked up sound just as good as the boom/mic equipment I had hired...or so I thought.

When we were filming, the sound worried me the most. Whether it was worrying about spending hours syncing up what we recorded to the video footage, or dogs barking, or LAPD helicopters flying overhead, or an ant farting, it was on my mind constantly. However, of all the unpredictable elements surrounding us during filming, which one has been my undoing? A sodding fridge! Because of the relative stability of a kitchen, as in - it's going nowhere and there's no traffic, people, animals etc. involved, I had totally neglected the acoustics of the room. Thus I'm left with various different background buzzes and such. Most annoying. The boom mic recordings help not one bit. That bastard fridge, with it's intermittent turnings off and on, has managed to sabotage my scene. It's not the end of the world, it just means that now I'll have to spend hours upon hours filtering the background noise to get something consistent.

Infact, the more I review the footage, the more I'm sensing a re-shoot. Which doesn't worry me other than financially...after all, in the words of Joseph Fritzel, if a job is worth doing, it's worth doing well...and this is most certainly a job worth doing.

The other thing that I have found revelatory in the editing process is the difference a single frame can make. Again, if you get one frame wrong on a move between cuts, it instantly looks crap. Such a fine line...it's driving me mad! It has also really heightened my respect for editors and the genius of their work.

Still, it's all a great learning experience and the entire thing has been an absolute pleasure thus far. There is honestly few feelings better than getting it almost exactly as you originally saw it in your head, which is the essence of the challenge and probably the single most difficult thing about film-making.

As soon as I have a satisfactory rough cut, I'll have it up here for your viewing delight.

Peace,

John.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

A Dedication...

...to all the women I've ever loved (including those who have no idea).



JB.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Quote of the Day

"What wiser way, then, to face the Big Tomorrow than with an open mind, an adventurous spirit, and a romantic heart; ready, even eager, for come-what-may?"
Tom Robbins, "Wild Ducks Flying Backward" (Bantam Books, 2005)

Thursday, September 2, 2010

"In The Can"

Friends, let me tell you a thing about my experience writing, directing and acting in a film. First of all, if you intend to go down the road I did - that is, rent some equipment on the cheap for a weekend, get your friends to star in it as well as occupy several jobs for which an entire crew is usually required - then be prepared for a severe lack of sleep and/or food of any nutritional value. Secondly, in pre-production, prepare. Once you've prepared, prepare some more. Allow yourself to be ready for every single scenario known to man - if winged monkeys carrying laser guided flame throwers were to invade your set, you'll be ready for it - as you are bound to forget something that will end up being vital to the telling of your story. Trying to minimize these instances, in my personal experience at least, is the key to a smooth guerilla production. Preparing includes more than just knowing your lines by the way. As a director, you really do need to analyse every word of that script, checking for shots you want at various points, reactions you want to see from the actors involved and any props that will be needed throughout. I'm sure there's a whole host of other things to remember but I forgot them.

I, of course, failed with all of these points, which is why I give them to you now. However, lucky as I was, a tremendous amount of help from a truly exceptional group of people was afforded to me and we ended up getting most everything I wanted, in one way or another. I cannot thank everyone involved, or indeed praise them highly, enough. They all have big futures so I felt pretty lucky to get them early and at a discounted friend rate.

Day one of the shoot was by all accounts pretty disastarous. I got off work late, made it to the rental place just in the nick of time, then hot-footed it across the traffic strewn roads of LA to my apartment where we proceeded to shoot for the rest of the evening. Two things I hadn't considered: One - next door's dog barking through every f**king take. Two - the temperature in my already baking apartment rising to miserable levels when "movie lights" were thrown into the mix. This is not conducive to good acting or a pleasurable experience for anyone involved. Suffice to say, after we wrapped (at about 2.30am I might add) I was not feeling particularly confident and slept barely a wink for fear I was making the next "The Room".

Day two was much more successful. I had an epiphany in the night and got back to what I wanted to achieve with this piece in the first place - keep the camerawork simple and let the acting do the talking. Thus we did that and got some great footage. We even managed to turn my mate Stas' apartment into a waiting room, which was far more difficult and pat-on-the-back-worthy than it sounds, trust me. Plus we finished on time, which I was also proud of. However, I still didn't sleep as it is just simply impossible to do so under these conditions.

Day three went better than I could have hoped. We managed to turn Taylor's back garden into an organic cafe, which again as before, is bloody hard work! After running around like blue-arsed flies all day and night, we decided (to the sound of a collective groan) to re-shoot everything (yep...everything!) from the Day 1 shoot that evening. Thus we did not finish filming until 2.30am once again. Did I care? Did I f**k? Every second of it was an absolute pleasure...for me at least. For everyone else you'd have to ask them.

Driving back up the 405 at 3 in the morning, I can't begin to describe the feeling of exhaustion, elation and pride at having achieved something I had been secretly aspiring to since as far back as I can remember. Now of course comes the headache of editing the hours of footage, syncing up the sound, re-shooting anything we might have missed (which going by my track record will be plenty) and generally making it not shit, for want of a better phrase. That's all part of the fun though isn't it?

Salutations,

John.