This semester has appeared to be a tad more difficult than the last, keep in mind I have one less class this term. Java, for one, is...I'm not getting it. It's confusing, and odd and full of syntax love. I hate syntax love. And of course, I am making a movie that is due next week.
Well let me tell you about it.
My credits include:
Co-director
Co-cameraman (with these shaky hands)
Lighting and set design
Storyboard artist
Editor
Motivational speaker
Co-makeup artist
Teamster (my backpack was quite heavy)
and I'll throw in Cinematographer (it's a nice title)
My team is fun to work with, though sometimes ideas clash; that's to be expected. But the real problem was getting each scene done right and finding good locations to shoot. Since I practically go to school in a mall, that area is a good place that's not too far and is practicable. You can, in fact, live off in a mall. But no, the mall is very keen on watching people's every moves, as if filming a small tile of it will cause controversy. We've had security guards stop us quite a bit of times stating that we need permission to film.
Hell, I knew that, but as it also turns out, they don't like giving permission. Apparently there's been problems (we're not partially responsible for that >.>).
And, when shooting for our final location, the most perfect place, free from rain, the very mumblish security guard stopped us. We were almost done and he stopped us!
It was outside by the liquor store and they found us. Well that left us scrambling to find another location, and that we did. It was near the skytrain and this time we verified with the store owners about filming their wall. They didn't seem to care (...) and for payment, we gave the manager a white rose. I bought that rose too...
That place is a mini parking lot so we constantly had cars coming and going. One in particular, seemed like it was almost going to hit our actress. The two people inside the car got out and walked towards us. I hid the camera behind my back, and they proceeded to ask of if we were smoking weed.
I believe we all went WTF mentally. They continued to barrage us with weed questions. Did we have any, were we selling it, why are we here, are we smoking it?
After several 'No's', they called us idiots and left. Right, because parking in an alleyway just to ask us these questions and then leaving doesn't warrant an 'idiot' sticker.
Nope, not baked...
As to why they'd ask us, we guessed they spotted us using a lighter and assumed it was for illicit purposes. No, we were lighting candles for our scene, and, boy howdy was that another stressful event. Rain and wind and candles don't mix! It's a lesson for the people.
Speaking of rain and wind, our main actor left his jacket in his locker. He was freezing, as we all were later on. I kept pushing for the scenes to finish because it was getting darker (hello, we're in an alleyway near a skytrain) and it started to rain heavily, and our only source of portable light was dimming. Did I mention we were freezing? They were rapid shots but they turned out better than the rest.
Oh yes, we put makeup on our actor. My co-director was really good at making scars and dark shadows. I laid out some bruises.
Ah, that was a long post from me. S'pose I dedicate it to Tal.