eleventhhourfilms on 02/17/2011 at 06:47AM
...it's late...so very late in the evening. I sit, glass of water and toast at my side, editing our next big thing, which really isn't even that big in the greater scheme of things...when you consider the size and shape of the universe as we know it. The film is good...corny, yes, at times, but it has a certain sense to it, mostly due to the talented actors and willing participants who have helped to shape it.
I sit here in front of my macbook pro, manipulating time and space...words and music...in it, but somehow distant from the din and tussle of the moment...warm in my house...comfortable in my burgundy chair, tapping rhythmically at the keys building my view of the project.
The sound needs work...so much work, but I'm sure like anything, we will find a way to overcome even the almost inaudible (almost) buzz from the wireless mics, the incessant drone of the low flying jet and the consistent sighs of our main actor...yes, we'll find a way.
Perhaps we'll cover them with a deft and well-crafted piece of music. Music can repair even the most taunted of souls, why can't it fix the merciless clatter of the well-intentioned boom mic operator who couldn't sit still?
...I have faith in music...I believe it will.