The Man in the Chair
We all say that we don't work for the paycheck, and to some extent, I agree with that old chestnut. I put up with the long, stressful days for the opportunity to collaborate, and to sometimes make something that takes my breath away. A fleeting, flickering image of light imitating life. And once in awhile, life let's you watch the most amazing film/life merge happen in real time, in front of you.
I was fortunate to have worked on a psychological / thriller / horror feature this month. We wrapped just before the Holidays, a stressful time to be working, this close to a Holiday. I was originally drawn to the feature through the strength of the script. It was a low budget film with the added bonus of a an inexperienced Director. Yet, the script was strong, an easy read and it leapt off the page. I met the Director in Aug. and then in Sept. after the original budget had been slashed and the script cut down. The Sept. meeting was held at one of my satellite production offices, a Starbucks within a 7 mile range of my home. This one was in Hollywood, at Vermont and Hollywood, so it was a target rich envirornment for my favorite past time, Hollyweird people watching. The Director was on time, a good sign, but cut into my visual research. This was only my 2nd meeting with him, but I liked him already for his easy, yet focused manner. He wanted to know if I would shoot an insane number of pages in an all too brief schedule. He was passionate in his arguments. I told him I would call in a few days after I had time to mull over this potential madness. Fortunately, I listened to my Blink, my gut, and not to the logical part of my conscious brain. I decided to take a leap of faith and jump off the cliff with the Director and make his movie.
The Director and I put a lot of time into discussing the script, sharing visuals - mine being from Raise the Red Lantern and 2046. We blocked scenes in his and my living room. We made copious notes. And eventually the SHOT LIST emerged. As with all new, nervous Directors, I gave him the Shot List vs What Happens on Set in Real Time with Different Blocking speech. I told him that having a solid shot list, a strong place to start is a great thing. But as the shoot goes on, and as happens with low budget, time becomes a big factor in nudging creative decisions. I was met by the usual, not blank, but what are you talking about expression. Most of the Directors I work with come through this trial by fire ok, but never seem to step up to the plate and hit it out of the Park. And a few choke, the pressure and lack of multi-tasking ability fries their frontal cortex. I felt this Director had a fighting chance, if through nothing else than his sheer Mad Dogs in the Mid Day Sun attitude to attacking this Project. I jumped, and hoped that he and I could learn to sew a parachute on the way down.
The first day of Production had it's usual bumps. It started as they all do, a new crew getting to know each other, meeting for many, the first time, at a 6am breakfast. Coffee and "what Dept. are you?' My brief solitude with my coffee in a corner was cut short by the AD, PD and Director talking to me all at once about the first scene. I did ask for this....We get off to a strong start, all cylinders firing. My Director is glued to his shot list, crossing each one off and consulting with Scripty as to whether we covered everything or forgot a shot from the list. I'm mum for now, the LIST was what we needed for the morning's scenes. But as with all productions, from 100k to 100mm, things happen and the schedule starts to get wonked as the day goes on. I'm always fighting with time and other Depts to make my day. Late in the day, I'm informed by the AD we have a HARD out and despite the fact that the Karoke Bar downstairs is now in full swing, we only have 1 hour for two more scenes. Including busted takes for sound. As Jim Morrison sang, "...we're in a desperate land...." I turn to my Director and say, "what's precious to tell the scene, and what' not. Here's what I feel are the beats...." The Director looks at me, takes a gulp and we plunge into a frenzied mis en scene meeting for 2 minutes. We come up with a plan for the last hour and manage to get in all of the shots, including one that I saw as a happy accident. By the third day, I'm calling the Director "Hitch", as he has made the transformation to a Director. He's using the shot list as a place of strength, but going for the moment and emotion in the blocking, seizing the moment for the camera, and in the end, for the audience. I watched a Director earn the title, and grow into The Man in the Chair. This was as amazing a journey to watch, if not more, than the unfolding of the feature's story. Life merging with Art merging with that Moment.
I was fortunate to have worked on a psychological / thriller / horror feature this month. We wrapped just before the Holidays, a stressful time to be working, this close to a Holiday. I was originally drawn to the feature through the strength of the script. It was a low budget film with the added bonus of a an inexperienced Director. Yet, the script was strong, an easy read and it leapt off the page. I met the Director in Aug. and then in Sept. after the original budget had been slashed and the script cut down. The Sept. meeting was held at one of my satellite production offices, a Starbucks within a 7 mile range of my home. This one was in Hollywood, at Vermont and Hollywood, so it was a target rich envirornment for my favorite past time, Hollyweird people watching. The Director was on time, a good sign, but cut into my visual research. This was only my 2nd meeting with him, but I liked him already for his easy, yet focused manner. He wanted to know if I would shoot an insane number of pages in an all too brief schedule. He was passionate in his arguments. I told him I would call in a few days after I had time to mull over this potential madness. Fortunately, I listened to my Blink, my gut, and not to the logical part of my conscious brain. I decided to take a leap of faith and jump off the cliff with the Director and make his movie.
The Director and I put a lot of time into discussing the script, sharing visuals - mine being from Raise the Red Lantern and 2046. We blocked scenes in his and my living room. We made copious notes. And eventually the SHOT LIST emerged. As with all new, nervous Directors, I gave him the Shot List vs What Happens on Set in Real Time with Different Blocking speech. I told him that having a solid shot list, a strong place to start is a great thing. But as the shoot goes on, and as happens with low budget, time becomes a big factor in nudging creative decisions. I was met by the usual, not blank, but what are you talking about expression. Most of the Directors I work with come through this trial by fire ok, but never seem to step up to the plate and hit it out of the Park. And a few choke, the pressure and lack of multi-tasking ability fries their frontal cortex. I felt this Director had a fighting chance, if through nothing else than his sheer Mad Dogs in the Mid Day Sun attitude to attacking this Project. I jumped, and hoped that he and I could learn to sew a parachute on the way down.
The first day of Production had it's usual bumps. It started as they all do, a new crew getting to know each other, meeting for many, the first time, at a 6am breakfast. Coffee and "what Dept. are you?' My brief solitude with my coffee in a corner was cut short by the AD, PD and Director talking to me all at once about the first scene. I did ask for this....We get off to a strong start, all cylinders firing. My Director is glued to his shot list, crossing each one off and consulting with Scripty as to whether we covered everything or forgot a shot from the list. I'm mum for now, the LIST was what we needed for the morning's scenes. But as with all productions, from 100k to 100mm, things happen and the schedule starts to get wonked as the day goes on. I'm always fighting with time and other Depts to make my day. Late in the day, I'm informed by the AD we have a HARD out and despite the fact that the Karoke Bar downstairs is now in full swing, we only have 1 hour for two more scenes. Including busted takes for sound. As Jim Morrison sang, "...we're in a desperate land...." I turn to my Director and say, "what's precious to tell the scene, and what' not. Here's what I feel are the beats...." The Director looks at me, takes a gulp and we plunge into a frenzied mis en scene meeting for 2 minutes. We come up with a plan for the last hour and manage to get in all of the shots, including one that I saw as a happy accident. By the third day, I'm calling the Director "Hitch", as he has made the transformation to a Director. He's using the shot list as a place of strength, but going for the moment and emotion in the blocking, seizing the moment for the camera, and in the end, for the audience. I watched a Director earn the title, and grow into The Man in the Chair. This was as amazing a journey to watch, if not more, than the unfolding of the feature's story. Life merging with Art merging with that Moment.
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