Arranging the Dots out of Order
Suzuki says “It is almost impossible to arrange the dots out of order.” I know this is supposed to be a comfort, but with 450 hours of footage, I keep thinking that it might be possible to fuck it all … Read More
Suzuki says “It is almost impossible to arrange the dots out of order.” I know this is supposed to be a comfort, but with 450 hours of footage, I keep thinking that it might be possible to fuck it all … Read More
Met with HP, one of the TC investors today. She took me out for lunch, and I really appreciated that. We’re so broke that it was my only meal. I stuffed myself on bread and sucked every last fishbone dry. … Read More
Met up with Ben, who is an independent producer. He’s acting as a sounding board. I babble about what the film is about, and he plays devil’s advocate. I’ve also been calling all of my contacts in Tokyo trying to … Read More
Francois’ birthday. We got too drunk and stuffed our faces on Claire’s free food. It was the only meal we had today, and the only beer we’ve had for ages. But it cost us 4 quid to get the bus … Read More
Patrick does not have cancer of the knee. He does, however, have oesto-arthritus. The good news is that we’ll be able to tell the weather by his knee. So, he was shooting for 6 weeks, walking up and down stairs … Read More
Met with Simon Rogers. He was something that dropped out of the sky. I put an ad on shooting people looking for a mentor. Three people responded–a producer, an editor and Simon. Simon is a composer and has been in … Read More