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The Finish Line - Production Notes
So.
Here's the thing.
Between the Mad Model and I, the whole thing took less than a day to shoot, less than two months to edit and get on the Internetz, or if I count actual time spent editing, less than two full days to edit and get on the Internetz, *and*...I'm happy with it.
o.O
All that it took was studio rental ($150 for the day), one each Flip Ultra HD Camera ($175), my existing iPod and speakers for sync sound at the studio, one each white backdrop which was also used for that day's photo shoot ($100) for a total of $425, not counting food, drink and taking everyone to the spa at the end of the day.
$425. For a little over four minutes of entertainment.
Ask me how much my short film cost me, that I did in 1998.
Go ahead.
Ask.
Over *$5,000* and over two years to complete *and it never got distributed or seen by more than 20 people*. Five Fucking Thousand Yanqui Dollars.
As of my last peek, the finished dance video has been seen 71 times and in under ten hours of having been posted. It's past that as I speak, according to friends.
o.O
This is it. This. Right here. If you're serious about making film, hell, about making anything anymore? If you're not doing it? Right NOW? Right here? Dayjob or not?
You don't really want it.
The audience is waiting.
What are you going to do about it?
Vaudeville Goes To Hell, here I come.
Here's the thing.
Between the Mad Model and I, the whole thing took less than a day to shoot, less than two months to edit and get on the Internetz, or if I count actual time spent editing, less than two full days to edit and get on the Internetz, *and*...I'm happy with it.
o.O
All that it took was studio rental ($150 for the day), one each Flip Ultra HD Camera ($175), my existing iPod and speakers for sync sound at the studio, one each white backdrop which was also used for that day's photo shoot ($100) for a total of $425, not counting food, drink and taking everyone to the spa at the end of the day.
$425. For a little over four minutes of entertainment.
Ask me how much my short film cost me, that I did in 1998.
Go ahead.
Ask.
Over *$5,000* and over two years to complete *and it never got distributed or seen by more than 20 people*. Five Fucking Thousand Yanqui Dollars.
As of my last peek, the finished dance video has been seen 71 times and in under ten hours of having been posted. It's past that as I speak, according to friends.
o.O
This is it. This. Right here. If you're serious about making film, hell, about making anything anymore? If you're not doing it? Right NOW? Right here? Dayjob or not?
You don't really want it.
The audience is waiting.
What are you going to do about it?
Vaudeville Goes To Hell, here I come.