2004-06-10
OH MY. IT’S OFFICIAL.My senior overview film, which all takes place in a bedroom, will be shot in a WAREHOUSE downtown on a maneuverable set that WE will be building. And Rob’s dad, a construction chief for Habitat for Humanity, is lending his services. Oh my. And... I’m the director and we shoot in a month. ...Oh shit!
But nervous as I am, I am surrounded by other assured film people who know their ass from a hole in the ground. And the cast and I had our first meeting last night that went swell. Read through the script, talked politics and Quentin Tarantino, and discussed rehearsal schedules and whatnot. This has made me feel very confident - a far cry from the quivering, manic plane crash that I am as pertains to my involvement in this film. Lizz and Dale will be tremendous.
Tomorrow, I go home for Aunt Lynn’s wedding and immediately come back to STL to hop a plane to Salt Lake City for high school forensics nationals. The national qualifiers have worked their asses off and I’m immensely proud.
Nothing all that clever to say today. Sorry. Maybe in a week when I've had my fill of Mormons, high school kids, and the saltiest air this side of... the ocean. Shit. Told you I was running dry on laughs tonight.
Oh, and PS, there will be a terrorist attack tomorrow. Why? Because New York was attacked on 9/11, Madrid was attacked on 3/11, and tommorow is 6/11. If there is one thing I know, it's that math doesn't BS. If there are two things I know, it's that Michael Moore does.
So tomorrow will be a nice day to bunker down. Literally. You heard it here first.
-Andy