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The second rule of film club
Aug. 18th, 2010 03:23 pmMy DP arrived on Sunday, so since then the apartment has been overcrowded and there has not been any conversation that hasn't had a subtext of "is this applicaple to the film?" This is what a lot of non-filmmakers don't understand about the process of filmmaking. When you are nearing production, you work 24 hours a day. There is not a separation of your person and your job. You sleep so that you function on the film. You take breaks so that you function on the film. If your shoelace breaks, it is everybody's business, because your non-functioning shoe endangers the film. The only close analogy I've ever found is troop deployment in the army.
The downside is that everybody is in your business. The upside is that everybody is in your business. So, for instance, when my windshield wiper exploded today, on the highway, in the rain, after being replaced last week, my reaction was not, as you might expect: those mechanics could have killed me if the rain had been slightly harder than this. It was instead: those idiots have disrupted the film. And when I contacted Ciro, it was the same response. So the camera and lighting department will mobilize tomorrow to get me to work and get my car repaired (for free, mind you, by the people who messed it up), and my consent is not even relevant, because it is not my car but the film's car for as long as the film is going.
The downside is that everybody is in your business. The upside is that everybody is in your business. So, for instance, when my windshield wiper exploded today, on the highway, in the rain, after being replaced last week, my reaction was not, as you might expect: those mechanics could have killed me if the rain had been slightly harder than this. It was instead: those idiots have disrupted the film. And when I contacted Ciro, it was the same response. So the camera and lighting department will mobilize tomorrow to get me to work and get my car repaired (for free, mind you, by the people who messed it up), and my consent is not even relevant, because it is not my car but the film's car for as long as the film is going.
