When Will I Ever Learn
You have no idea what it's like to look over after the end of a screening of the movie you've just directed and see three people sitting on the couch in your cutting room with tears running down their eyes. It's....very very nice.
On the music front: on my last movie I had a composer crammed down my throat with a baseball bat. I went into the relationship (silently) seething with resentment. At the end of the day he totally kicked in and the score was awesome.
On this movie I got exactly the composer I had wanted the lasyt time. I went into the relationship (audibly) bursting with excietment. Today I heard some music. Among the first batch of cues there was some good stuff but a lot of it was wildly wide of the mark. I'm thinking the score is doomed. When will I ever learn?
On the last movie, the week before the network saw the cut I was gripped by anxiety. I walked around arguing in my head with this note or that note I was sure they were going to give me. I was terrified they would mess it up. I was terrified they wouldn't think it was great. The loved it, the notes they gave me all made the movie better, and they gave me another movie right away.
On this movie, it's now the week before the network sees the cut and I am gripped by anxiety. I walk around arguing in my head with this note or that note I am sure they are going to give me. I am terrified they will mess it up. I am terrified they won't think it's great. When will I ever learn?
On the music front: on my last movie I had a composer crammed down my throat with a baseball bat. I went into the relationship (silently) seething with resentment. At the end of the day he totally kicked in and the score was awesome.
On this movie I got exactly the composer I had wanted the lasyt time. I went into the relationship (audibly) bursting with excietment. Today I heard some music. Among the first batch of cues there was some good stuff but a lot of it was wildly wide of the mark. I'm thinking the score is doomed. When will I ever learn?
On the last movie, the week before the network saw the cut I was gripped by anxiety. I walked around arguing in my head with this note or that note I was sure they were going to give me. I was terrified they would mess it up. I was terrified they wouldn't think it was great. The loved it, the notes they gave me all made the movie better, and they gave me another movie right away.
On this movie, it's now the week before the network sees the cut and I am gripped by anxiety. I walk around arguing in my head with this note or that note I am sure they are going to give me. I am terrified they will mess it up. I am terrified they won't think it's great. When will I ever learn?
posted by Tom at 8:45 PM
3 Comments:
while you're walking around and fretting remember those people on the couch and how they reacted to the magic you made.
I agree with Brat, Tom. Although the network has the final stamp of approval, it's ultimately the people who will decide whether the movie is hit or miss.
I look forward to seeing it.
People crying ... what a testament to your work!
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