Well. The rough cut is done. It’s a mess. It’s rough. But I got through. I spent this last month killing myself on this damn movie. Was it worth it? I don’t know. I got sick regularly from staring at the screen for so long and often found myself lying on the floor of my apartment, hopeless with a piercing headache and a stomach in knots. I routinely went from euphoria to complete and utter hatred for this film. (Confession: I still do)
The movie right now is at two hours and six minutes. Yikes. I need it at about an hour and 45, tops really. Less though, please let it be less. We’ve loaded sound for about one third. There are two fantastic music sequences right now, well, really three if you count the wedding. The color is all over the fucking place and needs major work. But – we made a rough cut. And now I’m taking a couple weeks off (heading to the WI Film Fest in Madison on Wednesday).
And that goal of submitting to IFP? Sad news is we didn’t do it. Happy news is – that deadline got us to the end of a rough cut. I never would have pushed us so far had I not been aiming at that submission. In the end, as in yesterday, the due date, we had a million problems (we’d been working on it for days) trying to get the film down to around 1 GB to put onto Vimeo. We just don’t know what we’re doing with something so big. We got it down to a little over 5, but then we started losing major quality and it looked awful. It’s a learning curve.
And truth be told, all day yesterday (and throughout this month), I’ve had a sneaking feeling that we need to stay in LA. I understand that IFP would have been life changing, but we would need serious help getting to NYC for three separate trips – and when we run our next Indiegogo we’re gonna need all that money just to help us with Post.
And, honestly, I don’t want to keep leaving LA. Already I’m going to leave for a couple weeks this summer so I can say goodbye to my family’s cottage (where we filmed June). But I want to be here. (I mean, I don’t really – all afternoon yesterday Chris and I were fantasizing about moving to Colorado, but anyhoo.) I want to immerse myself in the acting business and the filmmakers all around us. God damn, I want to do a play so badly. And I want to find mentors HERE. (I don’t have a community here yet and it’s so so painful, I can hardly take it. That’s what you get when you leave all the time. I made tons of awesome friends in Door County while filming, but…guess what? I live here, so I don’t see any of them anymore, and LA is as lonesome as ever. No more of that.)
Whew. Anyway. Cut to the chase – the rough cut is done and now I’m moving forward with my life. Which means – acting and writing are back in focus. I have a new script I’m working on. I’m on a mission to read a play a week and a script a week. I’m studying the business of acting. I’ve created deadlines for myself to get new headshots and to audit some classes (hoping to save up for a class this fall) and to start getting involved in Film Independent and getting to more film festivals and events, etc.
Meanwhile, I’ll keep editing for about 2-3 hours a day. I’m much better with this kind of work mixed into a full day of other activities. I’m not a “lock yourself up until you finish” kind of person. I used to think that writer’s retreats sounded amazing – but no way. I could never ever do that, just hang out in a cabin and write. I would write for two hours TOPS and the rest of the day I’d go hiking and read and watch movies on my laptop. I’m a moderation all the way kind of person.
The truth is, this last month was more than draining because of the work involved – it drained my soul. I sound like a high maintenance artist, but I need beauty. I need it or I die. I need time to read poetry, to paint, to meander with literature, to play guitar, to write, to cook elaborate meals, everything. I am not an editor. I know what I want in this movie, but this nitpicking technical work is not me.
And now that I can relegate it to a few hours a day, I can’t tell you how free I feel. Space. Yes.
And I promise to write here more now that my life has been returned to me. Later.