Who would’ve thought that writing, producing, directing, and editing a 3-something-minute short could feel like 300 years to do? I can’t even imagine the work involved in making a feature, but then again, if I have a crew of my own bitches to delegate tasks like scouting for locations, borrowing furniture, aligning schedules, creating storyboards, meticulously color correcting footage, shamelessly flirting with store employees to get that measly discount on rentals, among the gazillion other things, yeah, I guess I’d be a little okay.
Shit’s a lot of work, son. Now that I am officially broke, I will be subsisting on canned beans and, possibly cat food for the remaining year. At least, I can truthfully say that I have produced a short film / video art / vanity project from conception to completion. It’s the first, and it won’t be the last.
If the trailer intrigues you, drop me a line. Maybe I’ll send you a DVD copy of its entirety in hi-def to add to your porn and/or Godard collection.
