But We Did Nothing, Absolutely Nothing That Day

Hey again film buds!

Well its been shinty-six (read 14) days since my last post, and it seems like an age.

Since I last posted I have enjoyed an Easter Weekend with my family, which including the world premier of Freeman Michael Brothers...

We're all totally dressed up and that.

Given the tight editing schedule of two evenings, it wasn't the polished commercial version which will be available to people in the near future, but it was well received.

It was also a landmark of editing for me as it was the first film I have so far...
a) edited on my own Mac and
b) composed an entirely original soundtrack for.

Speaking of my new set up, take a gander...

Pretty fricken sweet, eh?
It cost me a little under £800, with thrift and smarts.

In other news, I have found the perfect cure to not making films...

1) take a nice long thought provoking run or walk
2) Listen to 'Drinking in LA' (Bran Van 3000), 'Do You Know The Way To San Jose?' (Elkie Brookes) and 'Big Sunglasses' (Dragonette) on a loop
3) Realise in a melancholic moment in Farnham that you and everyone you truly care about has never fulfilled their true potential.

Make way for film,

Jim

Slow Progress

It is very bad, and completely incorrect, to say 'everything's gone wrong' or variations.

If EVERYTHING went wrong, you'd already be dead. And you would have died as a result of the Universe collapsing.

And then when you died, God would be a total jerk and Hell would be a men's toilet at a seedy nightclub. Heaven would be the bar where you couldn't get served.

But there are times when little nit-picky problems pile up on one another and it FEELS like everything that could go wrong without actually completely scuppering a project is going wrong.

In many ways, a complete project-scuppering problem is simple. You pack up and go home.

But little problems mean you have to keep getting-the-hell-on-with-it.

To clarify, I am not talking about any of the film projects on at the moment (although all of the above could easily be applied to some of the past).

No, I'm talking about my quest for a computer that would actually allow me to edit film projects.

I have had a Mac Mini for a month, a monitor for a week and a dream for several years, and all of them are sitting gathering dust for the need of a 12cm VGA to DVI adaptor cable.

On top of the many difficulties I have already had with this (not even going to go into how much of a pain getting this monitor was) the cable would have arrived yesterday...if it had actually been the cable, and not what it was, which was a leather pouch for a frigging iPhone.

I have spent more of my meagre money on this stuff than anything else in my life, and it might as well have been a paperweight.

Fly swift, sweet cable, in to my arms, and all shall be well.

In other news, Plastic Vultures is definitely going ahead this weekend! Wohoo!