You know when somebody gets voted off a reality TV show, and they're asked how they feel, and they say they're "gutted", just like that, but without the T's? So it sounds like "guh-ed"? Well that's what I am today: guh-ed.
My film idea got voted for by nearly all my classmates, and was then immediately struck off the list by the visiting producer because it's set on an escalator. Which just ain't feasible, apparantly. Health and safety etc. I wanted to change my mind. Alright then! I nearly shouted out, We'll change locations! I'll set it in a "film school canteen" or in "my bedroom". But I didn't. Seems he's just produced Al Pacino's latest feature, I guess he knows what he's talking about.
Damnit. I'm only in this for the writing side, really. But because of my supposed art background I've been assigned the role of Director of Photography. Urffgh. I'm not that into cinematography. I'm more interested in who the characters are and how they ended up in that horriffic state than what kind of bloody lighting they're standing in.
But y'know, I can either sulk for the rest of the month and carry on being guh-ed, or I can just do a really great job on someone else's idea. So I do what any self-respecting addict would do; I sit down at London Bridge station and take up smoking again.
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Nothing is THAT bad.
ReplyDeleteJust tell me it's not Marlboro light (patron cigarette of born again smokers). They are sooo addictive. Marlboro red are easier to kick and you don't end up looking like Joan Rivers trying to suck start a Harley when you try to suck some tar in.
So now you're goin' to go out clubbin' with your pretty shaved feet and take-it-or-leave-it nonchalant libido and get knocked back by an ashtray snog.
Okay then, I haven't really taken up smoking again. It was just a momentary lapse of consciousness.
ReplyDeleteI have no spell check in the UK, btw.
And my feet may be shaved, but they ain't pretty.
I've started saying "ain't" quite a lot by mistake, like Mike Skinner.
That's outrageous - why should filming on an escalator be unfeasible? I'm a Producer and if I was teaching/advising or whatever Al Pacino's man was supposed to be doing I would probably encourage you to do it. Yes it would be hard, yes it would be extremely difficult to arrange because everything is in London but you would learn alot. And as for health and safety - it's crazy - I understand his point but film-making is as much problem-solving as telling a story. If it was a good story then surley it could have been explored in other ways/locations....?
ReplyDeleteoops - surley should have been surely!
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