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Oct 31, 2006 10:09

I'm in the midst of a class called 310 that production students at USC fear for their whole time in college. On the one hand you get to shoot on film (as in celluloid) for the first time and make a short movie out of it with everything that an actual film goes through (picture lock in Avid, the industry standard for editing, sound edit in ProTools, Foley and a Final Mixdown with a certified mixer), but on the other hand you're doing all of that in what amounts to about a six week period, in the midst of school, and shooting on the weekends for four weeks. You spend the first half of the semester doing the cinematography while your partner directs, then halfway through the semester you switch places.

Right now we are on our second film, my film, and untempered apparently by a sense of reason (or perhaps simply fueled by workaholicism), I've written a script that has proved exceedingly difficult in its execution. The ironic thing is that the script itself takes place in basically one location with two characters, so there's not much apparent producing to be done. But I've decided to try to make this world it takes place in as surreal as possible, so we're BUILDING that one room that the film takes place in between classes during the week. My partner and I were working the hammer and saw all weekend long trying to get the thing built. It's a small warped German Expressionist house that is being constructed on a concrete balcony at a friend's house. Each wall requires several layers of paint to reach the right effect and two of the walls have to be removable for purposes of cinematography. The result should be a very surreal atmosphere for the film, and if I'm lucky, it will warn the viewer that this is not our own world, and the events that follow are plausible in this surreal place.

It's really exciting and I like being so involved in something like this, but I'm exhausted since on top of this I've got 8 am business classes and midterms to deal with. I am a workaholic, I inherited this from my father. I just hope the end result is worth all the sweat.
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