April 25th, 2000
- Mass Film Office
Went
to the Mass Film office to take a look through their database
of Massachusetts locations. I was told when I called that
they had filing cabinets filled with pictures and data of
places in Massachusetts that were interested in having their
location featured in a movie. "Come on down and you'll be
able to go through everything." I was told. I got the impression
that they cater to all movies shot in Massachusetts, big or
small, especially independent slobs like me. Since I was resident,
everything was free for the taking.
My independent
motto: "if it's free, then it's for me!"
Parked on the Boston
common, walked all over fuck and back, THEN found the building.
Some guy greets me and seems interested that I'm shooting
an independent feature in Massachusetts. "It's great to see
people shooting indie films in Massachusetts, yada yada
yada." I notice huge lobby-size posters of EVERY major motion
picture shot in Massachusetts in the past 5 years. He points
me to a room filled with filing cabinets and shows me a huge
drawer of locations. It's filled with thousands of pictures!
Oh boy! My independent little heart was getting all excited.
What luck.
Then I notice that
it was ONLY pictures. No addresses, no contact person, no
phone numbers, no day rates, no biz hours. Just friggin' pictures.
I ask the guy, "how do I find out where they are, who do I
contact and what do they want?" He looked at me like I didn't
know what the fuck I was doing. He must've been thinking,
"you're a MOVIE fa chrissakes, you throw MONEY at it. Get
your army of assistants to do the research, why you askin'
US that?"
I was looking for
locations that other way 'round. I'll take ANYTHING (for free)
and work my script into the location. It's about the story
anyways..right? Who CARES what kind of crap they have on the
walls. I can imagine what professional set designers go through
to be happy. "I MUST have blue carpeting, I don't care how
much it is, tear it up NOW."
May
7th, 2000 - So much for shootin', let's drink.
I
was going to shoot the party sequences today at my house.
I just got all of the film back from the last 4 weeks of shooting
from Cinepost. I've been basically broke for the past month
because I haven't received a client check for a substantial
amount. I SHOULD'VE been paying for the developing each week,
but I didn't have any money.
Much of the footage
was STILL out of focus. Apparently I was correct, the back
focus was off, unfortunately it was STILL off. FUCK.
Here's the deal
with film cameras: unlike video cameras, where what you see
is what you get, a film camera can be in focus in the viewfinder,
but not in focus on the film plane! Why? There's a little
mirror that diverts the image into the viewfinder while the
film advances. If the focus of that image doesn't match the
focus of the film plane, (what the negative sees) then what
you're seeing is NOT what your getting.
I canceled todays
shooting because the camera was fucked. The camera was sent
off to Optical Electro House, one of the few remaining places
that services Eclair ACLs in the United States. I guess the
ground glass has to be changed or collated, and the viewfinder
image will also be corrected.
What killed me
me the most was that I was no consistent with my focus problem.
At certain distances from the camera, things WERE in focus,
but plenty weren't. Almost all of the shots from the opening
"fart discussion" office sequence were "OOF". (Out Of Focus).
I'm gonna hafta reshoot the whole thing. (ugh) At the same
time, the woman who I rented the office partitions wants to
know how come I've kept them 3 months longer than I said I
would have them.
The
crew had been yelping in their e-mails that they missed hanging
around and shooting, and wanted to do some partying. I figured
since they were supposed to be showing up here anyway, I might
as well give 'em something to do. (i.e. drink) I also brought
my edit system home and showed the crew what I had edited up
till now. I had assembled the blurry fart sequences together
just to see how it would've come together. If they weren't blurry,
they would've been great. Damn.
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