Thursday, May 12, 2005
This is another fine production you've gotten me into |10:50 PM| It wouldn't be a Gravity Well/DamienMalice/LucidVision production without someone we were forced to trust bailing RIGHT before a criticaal deadline, along with catastrophic hardware failure.
Earlier this evening I had been called by Captain Fantastic to help with some technical issues with video capture. I thought to myself "Alright, so it should take about half an hour. So it's going to take 3 hours." As it turns out, I should have sextupled the 3 hour estimate.
Sextupled, is that even a goddamn word? We're currently at the G.Well/DM/LV/DnIC HQ, No Mor studios.
Of course, No Mor is a small former bedroom in a residential area, but it is dedicated. So that makes us cooler than 90% of the beret wearing, coffee drinking film goofs in this town that never make it out of pre-production. Because, if I may toot our collective horns, we may go through re-fucking-diculous problems and operate on a budget where the shoestring is stolen, but we always finish the movie.
Hell, we're finishing "Chicken Ass". I have much greater confidence in Chicken Ass after some comments PortalStar made upon seeing the chicken prop. Specifically:
"Cecil! What is this?" then "This thing, this chicken thing on the coffee table" followed by "It's horrid. Do you have a cover for it or something? It's hard to look at"
Helpful Images forthcoming.
This is another fine production you've gotten me into |10:50 PM| It wouldn't be a Gravity Well/DamienMalice/LucidVision production without someone we were forced to trust bailing RIGHT before a criticaal deadline, along with catastrophic hardware failure.
Earlier this evening I had been called by Captain Fantastic to help with some technical issues with video capture. I thought to myself "Alright, so it should take about half an hour. So it's going to take 3 hours." As it turns out, I should have sextupled the 3 hour estimate.
Sextupled, is that even a goddamn word? We're currently at the G.Well/DM/LV/DnIC HQ, No Mor studios.
Of course, No Mor is a small former bedroom in a residential area, but it is dedicated. So that makes us cooler than 90% of the beret wearing, coffee drinking film goofs in this town that never make it out of pre-production. Because, if I may toot our collective horns, we may go through re-fucking-diculous problems and operate on a budget where the shoestring is stolen, but we always finish the movie.
Hell, we're finishing "Chicken Ass". I have much greater confidence in Chicken Ass after some comments PortalStar made upon seeing the chicken prop. Specifically:
"Cecil! What is this?" then "This thing, this chicken thing on the coffee table" followed by "It's horrid. Do you have a cover for it or something? It's hard to look at"
Helpful Images forthcoming.
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