This weekend was a cluster fuck.
I broke my own first rule of competition movie making: don't let others get involved in deciding on the story, or writing the script.
Good gawd, people have no concept of what makes a compelling story.
It is not easy to tell a story in 7 minutes or less. As more people feel they need to add their own spin to the story, it gets far too complex to tell it concisely.
You can't have 3 subplots in 7 minutes! You can't build on every past event that shaped a character in 7 minutes.
You end up with what we got: a story that just doesn't hit the mark, and WAY too much dialogue.
But it looks ok, and I probably saved it with the music edits so.... whatever.
I never want to make a movie without my own crew again.
Making a movie this weekend. Asking around in the filming community, who are always posting that they want to work more, who would be interested in helping out making a movie.
Crickets.
Yep. That's not even unexpected.
This weekend I was filming an orchestral performance at a religious place. House of worship. Whatever you want to call it.
The people who hired me know I am not of their religion, but they like me anyway. Who am I to complain. They pay upfront - a rarity - so I'll keep doing good work for them when they ask.
Anyway, on the table near the entrance to the building there was a memorial card for an old family friend that passed away recently. I didn't know, hadn't heard, wasn't told.
Coincidentally, about halfway through the performance my mother texts me to ask me if I knew that this family friend had recently passed.
Good timing.
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CuRsEdToDaRkNeSs
02:16 Apr 14 2026
That sounds quite chaotic indeed!