Friday, April 28, 2006
Don't forget to celebrate International Burt & Loni Day on Saturday... Burt and I are really close. We're like this (Sara does fingers crossed illustration of closeness.) Cannonball Run is a good celebratory option, or Smokey and the Bandit. But if you're going for the pair- Stroker Ace is the best bet!
I'm in a wierd funk where I'm having difficulty being funny. The normal wit is supressed. I'm trying coffee, but that tends to make me bitter and sarcastic, not straight funny. Good for me that this weekend is a whirlwind of nothing. After my daily rollerblading 8 mile trek across the barren tundra also known as Sepulveda Dam Recreation Area, I need to decompress and most importantly, shower. That's my entire schedule for the weekend, and I'll wrap that up around 9am on Saturday am.
The funk is making the writing going slow - but I have to wrap up a spec quickly, and then get going on the wrapping up of the feature. It's at that 'insert line about father-plant here' part, where it's written, but not written. I hate this part mainly because I have to stare at one page for 3 hours, do dishes, watch some TV, listen to music, pet cats, vacuum, and then stare at the page some more in order to get the line. I'm on par with the muppet that bangs his head on the piano repeatedly. Then on to the next page.
Rinse and Repeat 127 times.
After this comes the 'it sucks' part, where I am done, but it's a terrible script. That's possibly the easiest part, since I just turn on the 'film teacher' mode, get out my red pen, and mark it up with words like 'terrible!' 'bad dialogue' 'where did this come from?' etc, etc... it's the fixing of that that's hard...since it involves more head-banging.
All in all, I'm glad it's coming to an end, and honestly, it makes me feel good that I break into tears every time I read the ending. I guess that's a sign of a good drama, when it makes it's own writer cry every time. It's no schindlers, but it's something interesting.
Next up, "Schindlers II - Red Coat's Revenge".