A Late Night
It's almost three in the morning and I'm at the edit system. I'm back in Boston now and I think I slept enough during the drive home from Pennsylvania to get me through digitizing all the footage in one night. I know it probably could have just waited until tomorrow and I probably could have gone home and gone to bed, but when it really comes down to it, I didn't want to.
Digitizing tapes is really one of the most relaxing parts of editing and it's especially relaxing after a three-day Winter shoot and an eight-hour drive. All I really have to do is change settings and change tapes every half hour or so, and in the meantime, I get the first look at the result of all of our hard work. It's a nice way to decompress and remember all of the events of the shoot. For some reason, I feel like whenever I'm on the actual film shoot, days just seem to stretch themselves out so far, and by even the second day, it's difficult to believe that the previous day happened so recently. Now I'm not sure if that makes the least bit of sense, and I'm pretty sure I'm not the only person who experiences this, but right now I'm looking at the footage of the host on his motorcycle, and I know that this was shot just three days ago, but it feels like it's been at least a week.
So I really haven't written all that much so far, because I'm looking for ways to keep myself awake through this whole process. I imagine that I'll start to get tired by around four, so I've gotten myself ready for a long night. I'm already on AIM, and having a lovely chat with a friend in Chicago who decided to drink heavily and play Smash Brothers as opposed to joining his roommates at a strip club. I'll probably check facebook a dozen times between now and sunrise. I may try and catch up on a week's worth of FML if I get desperate, but most importantly, I have a whole wall of my boss' DVD collection within arm's reach.
So this might not be the most humorous or insightful entry so far, but I don't really care, because I'm going to go watch Blood Diamond.
Then Sin City.
Then Collateral.
Then A History of Violence.
November 15th, 2009 - 20:22
When you’re fully engaged in what you love, time expands. It’s true whether you’re racing cars, writing scripts, working on a set or doing surgery. It’s probably the surest indication that you’re doing what you love.