filmmakers blues
Sunday, July 4th, 2010
You know when you’re half way through your mission and the end seems a long way away ?
Half the film is in the can but the second half seems almost impossible ? You plug the power supply into the hard drive – the plug fits but it’s the wrong wiring and you fry it. Someone trips over a cable frying another. You get a data recovery expert, pay him a grand and three months later the crucial files still aren’t there.
You’re working six days a week on minimum wage to save the money to fund the film and you live in a caravan with no power and when it rains, a waterfall. That’s me and Godspell 2010, this is the reality of my dream. To communicate, share stories, experiences and the stuff that makes us human.
So many who’ve generously given their time and talent to see this thing happen. The first Act has screened five times, it’s a good film and it’s getting better. The writing is improving, Well practice makes perfect and after the laptop (and story) disappeared in Thailand while filming elephants, I was cut up. This time the screenplay is gone along with workshop recordings and transcripts. Asking for favours is one thing, asking for favours for fuck-ups is entirely another.
Filmmakers are lunatics. Time, money and people to burn ? Try beg, borrow, seduce and manipulate as a way to make friends and influence people. Try being multiple personalities and not get punished by those close to you and society at large.
When you’re down and out the tough get going I guess. Ironically this is my dream and I’m going to finish it one way or another, I said it might take a decade . . .
