Story time

The log is done and the storyboard is done. I taped it to the walls in the editing suite last night and we've been shuffling it around and organizing the trailer.

The log is pretty cramped in a 2 inch notebook. I'd say there's a couple hundred pages of notes in there anyways. Lot of typing going on up here in Maine. I could really use another intern.

The last month has been very tedious but things should move along quickly now.

I saw a craigslist posting for a lobster truck driver and I'm going after it hard. Driving trucks isn't a bad way to pay bills when you're working on a movie.

All you netflixers out there might want to queue up an Ingmar Bergman film called Cries And Whispers. I saw it two weeks ago and it hasn't left me yet. It's basically a cross between Saw IV and Deep Impact.

Morgan has imported almost all the footage we need and it's exciting to finally go about the business of putting this thing together. It's all there. Patience everyone. The new trailer should be out by St. Patrick's Day. In the meantime just remain calm. EVERYTHING IS UNDER CONTROL IN VACATIONLAND.

Producer's Summit

Executive Producer Stephenson Brown passed through for a few days of intensive meetings and no less than a half dozen strat seshes. Also, Bob brought over a funny wig and some people tried it on and posed in different ways and others took photographs and still others went ho ho ho. We spent the evening in the kitchen because that's where the beers were. And you could smoke a cigarette in there at your leisure, as long as the ceiling vent was spinning. After awhile we all brought in some chairs and settled in for a time. It was cozy but everyone's needs were seen to.

Then things died down a bit and and Stephenson went down to the 7-11 for a rack of beers and some lemon fruit pies. I took over his chair for a few hands of online poker and managed to hemorrhage about 60 dollars in the time it takes to walk down to the associate for fruit pies. Not that long. Well, he battled back all the same. I never was a gambling man in any way that involves cards or green felt.

The tape log is nearly finished. I'm down to the last 5 of 66 tapes from principle production and should easily have it wrapped by Sunday. Morgan bought a terabyte drive, and is busy uploading our tapes. Come to find out, a MiniDV tape is only 16GB of information, so that works out to over 60 tapes we can digitize onto a hard drive. This will be very good for us. It's the difference between listening to music on an old Sony cassette Walkman, as opposed to an iPod. Not it terms of quality, but just in the massive latitude of random access available.

I'm anxious to get to work on editing the next piece. We're going to pump out a quick and dirty 3 minute trailer to boost morale, then dig in for the slightly more involved work of a thoughtful, 12 minute spec trailer, which we'll then start flashing around in the face of money and influence and see what happens.

The intern calls long distance

The intern called long distance the other day. It was 5pm Superbowl Sunday. 5am Monday, Thailand time. Aut had spent a fine night with a bottle of rum in the garden that runs behind his parents house. His folks live a couple hours northeast of Bangkok and he's up there doing some consulting for them on a new house they're building.

He said he did some rigorous research and thinking and decided to spend a fat chunk of his No Apologies paycheck on a brand new Nikon D90. It's a heavy artillery 12.3 megapixel SLR that also shoots HD video.

He emailed me a photo he took (below) and I think you'll agree that this is some of the finest sports photography you'll ever see.

Morgan does the clean and jerk

Here at the Pine Street Editing Day Spa-Gymnasium, we emphasize a rigorous regimen of stretching, clean and jerking, flossing, and editing.