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So there is this girl... Not my girlfriend, nor anyone I've had romantic interludes with, or even someone I have really had any communication with in any way lest you think this entry was going in that particular direction but I digress. This girl has been in the majority of my production classes, rare to me since film making has been for better and for worse, a boys club for the most part.
Her work started off strong to me. She made something extremely personal straight out of the gate. She spoke about her father's death and showed some of the scars that she carried as a result. A bold move, and quite the stand out piece in terms of her narrative and voice over. It was personal, harsh, and beautiful. The visuals weren't quite there but we are all essentially novices at this, right? I was impressed, I did my best to give whatever suggestions I could to further her work, I badly wanted to see her succeed.
Her work...changed after that. As best I could describe it for the most part, she and her friends would get high and turn on the camera. Not necessarily Tenacious D or Cheech and Chong so much as "Woo, wouldn't it be funny if the mannequin head was smoking a joint and then we juxtapose this image by showing a man who has fallen asleep on the toilet?" This was just the beginning, and I admit I found my admiration somewhat waning and my anticipation of further projects somewhat non-existent.
So fast forward two years later to today's class. People were showing a number of promising projects. Some funny, some dealing with movement on different levels, some trying to mend society's ills, when she steps up to the monitor. She had a disc of voice over recordings on a new project about her older brother living with autism and how she has taken care of him most of her life. It's far from finished and I can only wonder what images she'll use.
It's honest and good.
Everyone goes back to the well eventually.
Her work started off strong to me. She made something extremely personal straight out of the gate. She spoke about her father's death and showed some of the scars that she carried as a result. A bold move, and quite the stand out piece in terms of her narrative and voice over. It was personal, harsh, and beautiful. The visuals weren't quite there but we are all essentially novices at this, right? I was impressed, I did my best to give whatever suggestions I could to further her work, I badly wanted to see her succeed.
Her work...changed after that. As best I could describe it for the most part, she and her friends would get high and turn on the camera. Not necessarily Tenacious D or Cheech and Chong so much as "Woo, wouldn't it be funny if the mannequin head was smoking a joint and then we juxtapose this image by showing a man who has fallen asleep on the toilet?" This was just the beginning, and I admit I found my admiration somewhat waning and my anticipation of further projects somewhat non-existent.
So fast forward two years later to today's class. People were showing a number of promising projects. Some funny, some dealing with movement on different levels, some trying to mend society's ills, when she steps up to the monitor. She had a disc of voice over recordings on a new project about her older brother living with autism and how she has taken care of him most of her life. It's far from finished and I can only wonder what images she'll use.
It's honest and good.
Everyone goes back to the well eventually.