Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Throw me a bone

Not to be a meanie about things

but I really need Self Storage to help me out here.
I feel minorly torn

It's not that I have better things to do, but now that I'm directing the Biola film, I kinda... do....

I am tired of playing he-said/she-said/he-said with this crew. Tired of all sorts of lost emails. Tired of the budget cuts. Tired of the frustration it's causing.

Why am I still on this? I tried to evaluate it the other day. For Production Designer, it's strictly a reel thing now. For me it's not even that really. But if there were to be a condition for me to leave it would be not believing in the crew. Because I'm friends with Boss Man now, I feel--not obligated--but compassionate to the project. Especially now that "Still" has hit the rewrites stage, I feel that I can sympathize with him a lot. AND, I feel that being on this set gives me an opportunity to learn from some of Biola's best filmmakers. I know that Mr. Supe especially will be able to point out things that I need to be paying attention to since he will not be with me during production (at least not in an active role on set).

Lord have mercy.
Mr. Supe and I will be running from the Self Storage meeting to our own dept head meeting tonight. Kava and tea for sure.

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