Mar 09, 2008 20:47
When Jo approached me, asking me to be her producer, I immediately said yes. Everyone else has been busy with their own thesis and so far, not a lot of people have been willing to help her out. Not to mention that she had quickly fallen out of the unofficial popularity list ever since politics in our org sort of dissed her as our previous president. I hate how college politics work, but that's how it goes sometimes.
I did not think it would be such a challenge. Sure, Jo was uncertain about her thesis concept and constantly needed reassurance, which I gladly gave. But as producer, I should have at least made it work.
We have had a number of pre-production meetings already. We were not lacking of budget, with Jo coming from an old rich family. She had a simple concept, so it should have been simple enough, and we didn't need that many props and whatnot. We only needed 2 characters, a father and a child.
I felt like such a disappointment, though. I gave Dad the money to construct a set, and he was not able to take care of it at all. I should have been persistent with him, but these days (or the past couple of years), he has proved himself unreliable. I should have gotten someone else to construct the simple set. That was my first disappointment with myself.
I got my little cousin, Alec, to act as the son. It ended up being a double-edged sword. The script called for a slightly spoiled child, and, well, let's just say he was a natural. Most of our energy was channeled into making him act his part. It was kind of endearing in a way. We told him we were just pretending that the other actor was his father, and he kept saying that his father (Tito Mayo) was just nearby and will beat him up if he called him his son.
At the end of the day, we tried to be optimistic, but we'll find out when we start editing next week whether at least half of the footage we shot would be usable. I hope, for the sake of her thesis, everything works out.
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