"Take Care of the Luxuries...

...and the necessities will take care of themselves." This is probably my favorite quote of Dorothy Parker. Not only because it sort of gives me license to do whatever I want, but also because it is largely true.

Making a movie, despite it often being rather grueling work, is a luxury when it comes down to it. So many people out there want to do exactly that. Not that many get to.

With the emotional, financial, and physical assistance of a LOT of people, I got to do that. I put together the luxury, the screenplay, and one by one the necessities took (and are taking) care of themselves. Every time it seemed that I had reached the end of my resources, something or someone new popped up to help me solve the problem. Someone letting me use a location, someone sending me a check, someone tutoring me on an aspect of filmmaking I knew nothing about, whatever. And now that I am about to embark on the fine-tuning of the movie, this remains true.

As I have said here many times, "Smalltimore," is my love letter to Baltimore, and especially to the creative community that thrives here. I crammed over a dozen Baltimore artists' works into the film itself - paintings, sculptures, photos, even three different jewelry makers. And now it is time to really work on the soundtrack, which will be all original music by Baltimore musicians.

There were some people I had in mind from the very beginning who are already on board, such as T.T.Tucker & the Bum Rush Band, and Jennifer Swartout. There are a couple other local favorites whose music I used for the rough cut, but I haven't approached them yet about the real deal. I'll start that in January. When I secured Joyce J. Scott in the role of Mrs. Talford, I learned then that she had a CD of her own, and some of that music works PERFECTLY, so I am super-excited about that. You can see some of Joyce's paintings in the movie also, so she is truly the triple-threat of "Smalltimore."

There is another Baltimore singer/songwriter who I had in mind from the beginning, to be involved on the soundtrack. Her name is Niki Lee (www.nikilee.com). I had read about her in the City Paper a few years ago. She has a very interesting story, about how she secured the musical rights to Dorothy Parker's poetry from the NAACP for, I think, $600. An exemplary case of, "ya never know until you ask."

I got to see Niki perform those songs a couple summers ago at a show she had at the Creative Alliance. I didn't get to meet her at the time, but I did buy her CD, "Here Lies Dorothy Parker".

A couple weeks ago I started digging around online and found her website. I gathered from her blog that she had moved to California, and I thought, hmm, maybe she's blown up and she won't want to be involved, or she'll want a bunch of money that I don't have. I roamed around on her site and she has another CD out, titled, "Here". A little blurb about the CD says you can hear about her life in Baltimore in these songs, like the guy who lived in her driveway. I thought that was funny, and so Baltimore, and I looked at the title of the song, which bears his name. And this, being Smalltimore... I know the guy.

I figured that was a pretty good icebreaker, so I took a chance and wrote to Niki, sent her the link to the new trailer, and a few lines about the project and how I'd love to use some of her stuff, and that we have this mutual friend. She very graciously picked up the phone and called me from California last night. We had a good chat and she is psyched for me, and definitely wants in on it! I am so happy about this, and it is just the impetus I needed to get me to be EXCITED about going back to editing after New Year's. There are only a few scenes in the rough cut that have the permanent music laid in, and those scenes are so much more powerful because of it. I can't WAIT to get back to the drawing board!

A Bassist by Any Other Name...

Sleep is still screwed up. My mind won't shut off, though I have far less to do on a daily basis at the moment. I have not watched (and therefore have not edited) any part of the movie (other than the trailer a couple times) since I watched it straight through last Thursday. It is hard for me to stay away from it, even though I was looking forward to a break from it. There are things I know are wrong with it that I want to work on. But that won't change what I will be showing at the screening on Saturday anyway, so I am not watching any part of it for nine whole days so that I can see it with somewhat-fresh eyes, to see what else I need to fix, or maybe even what moments are just fine and I am being too critical of them.

I kind of miss seeing my cast every day, too, and I am looking forward to seeing almost all of them on Saturday. Every time I watch a scene, I think about the goofy things that happened while we were filming it. Unfortunately, since we were filming on the P2 cards, we didn't have the luxury of just letting the camera roll all the time and capturing a lot of those funny offscreen moments, because we had to conserve space on the cards. There were some days we filled them completely. But I remember the little screw-ups that were amusing, and for the most part have forgotten the ones that were annoying. Like having kids, you forgot the bad stuff quickly enough that it makes you want to make more...

Probably my favorite blunder was made by my brother. He came up from Florida in order to see me on the set for a day before going to Ocean City with some of my other relatives on vacation. I felt bad because I had ZERO time to hang out with him really, but it meant a lot to me that he was there and got to see behind the scenes for a day. It was one of the days we were filming at the Wind-Up Space, and I threw him into the scene as a bartender. You'll see him in the first scene that takes place there. Though he threw in a couple other lines that one would just naturally say to customers ("What can I get ya?", etc) I only gave him one SPECIFIC line. He had to hand a beer to one of the main cast, whose character name is Thom who is playing in a band in the bar. All Ted (my bro) had to do was hand Thom a beer as Thom walks offstage, and say, "ThomBomb!" This is Thom's nickname, and this action established that Thom is a regular, everybody knows and loves him.

As with any and every scene, we had to do it a bunch of times, due to noise issues, getting it from different angles, and getting a couple safeties once we got it right. Ted did good the first 5 or 6 times. How could he not, it is one word, right?

Somewhere around the 7th take I think, the five other people in the scene hit their marks and delivered their lines perfectly, and my brother approaches Thom with the beer, reaches in his direction, and clearly says, "ThomJOHN!"

No one flinched (and BELIEVE me, it was all I could do not to burst out laughing, but this was one of the days we were running short on card space), Ted walks off camera and looks at me like, "WTF?" Just the look on his own face, wondering how the hell he could have possibly screwed up ONE word, is an hysterical moment I will never forget. And, of course, will never let HIM forget.

Mmmm, sexy...

I have spent more than 18 of the last 36 hours editing. I am on the verge of carpal tunnel syndrome and by tomorrow night (I have probably 8 to 12 more hours of work to do tomorrow before I turn it over to Charlie for him to compress, render, and generally wave a magic wand over the whole thing) I am certain my right hand will be nothing more than a shriveled claw, and I think I have developed a shoulder hump from sitting in front of this computer for so long. Yea baby, I am going to look damn hot for that screening at the Creative Alliance, lemme tell ya.

Can't blog...

...editing...

Painting Myself into Corners

I am allotting myself only 20 minutes for this post, and only because I got up earlier than I had planned to. I'm up at Mikey's cabin in the Poconos at the moment, and I am picking him up from the bus stop (conveniently located in the parking lot of the local beer & liquor distributor - one stop shopping!) at 6:45pm this evening. From there it is dinner at Louie's Prime, so the evening will be shot as far as working, but I am really looking forward to seeing Mikey. He couldn't coe down last time I came up, so it has been about 2 months since I've seen him.

Editing is going very well, though it does contain some very frustrating moments. There are a few scenes I am dreading working on, one that I don't have nearly enough coverage on, another that is an exterior and we were battling clouds all day, and at least one more extremely long scene. I've already muddled through a few of those. I have several scenes that are 3 to 5 minutes long, which in movie time is REALLY long. But they are scenes where people come and go, so it is actually like 2 or 3 scenes in one. I don't think it will be boring to watch, but goddamn is it boring to edit! It takes me about an hour to edit each minute of film (sometimes more), because I am green but also because I am very picky. So for the long scenes I am spending 4 to 5 hours editing looking at the same location, faces, dialogue... I am an instant-gratification kinda girl (don't ask me why I'm making a movie, then, I've been asking myself that very question quite often lately), and have a lot more fun editing 1 to 2 minutes scenes and having something to show for it relatively quickly.

I have a total of almost FIFTY minutes of movie roughed out, which is pretty awesome, because that's about half the film! 14 or 15 minutes of that I did on this trip so far, plus about 5 hours worth of labeling video clips, about 16 hours work total, and I've only been up here a day and a half. If I can get a total of 30 minutes roughed out while I am here, I will have met my goal, if I can get 35 done, I will be ECSTATIC.

There is a lot more to do after that, mostly smoothing out the sound, a very fine and delicate art. Charlie has offered to help, once I get the rough cut completed, to finesse it with me. The speed bump in the path to timely success is, of course, the holidays. My brother is coming up from Florida the Tuesday before Thanksgiving and he'll be with me for a week. Within that week we are going to Pennsylvania to see my Mom and some old friends, so really I can't count on getting anything done during that time.

But I really only started editing (not including labeling clips, which took an additional 2 days) on November 2, and I got 50 minutes done in 10 days. If I can keep that pace for the next 10 days, I should have a VERY rough cut done before Thanksgiving, and be on track to start smoothing it out at the beginning of December, which will be perfect.

I just found out that the deadline for submissions to the Maryland Film Festival is December 19th, when all this time I thought it was in January. I had already painted myself into a corner by promising cast & crew to screen a rough cut on December 27th, and now I have 8 days less to work on it!

But that's all right, I am on pace to get it done by then, if I don't slow down, or, you know, SLEEP. Plus then I can have that weight off my shoulders and enjoy Christmas.

Damn it! 10:33am. Gotta get crackin'. I can't get much of an internet connection up here, so may have to save this as a draft and post later. Isolation is the best way for me to get things done, though. And thank goodness that today it is pouring outside, and supposed to rain all day. Yesterday it was sunny and gorgeous, and it was SO difficult to stay inside in front of my computer screen.

AAAAAAAND cut!... and Cutting, Continued

Finished my two-day acting workshop with Steve Yeager at the Creative Alliance on Saturday, and I am happy to say I'm pretty sure I rocked it out. The thing I was most nervous about was the monologue that I was assigned. It was a long piece, probably a good four minutes, and to be honest I wasn't crazy about it at first. But after I read it over about 10 times, the subtleties of it began to surface and I could finally see the meat on it, and the opportunity to show a range.

The great part was that the character started off as being very nervous, as did I! So I OWNED my nervousness. :) By the time I was halfway through the piece, at about the time the character calmed down, I hadn't stumbled once and I knew the rest, so I, too, calmed down, and was able to pull the rest off without a hitch. As soon as Steve yelled, "Cut!" he was laughing, and a few comments from my classmates let me know I had done a good job.

I was talking to my brother, Ted, on the phone last night about it. I told him it was really scary for me to do this, and he said, as most people who know me would, that he would never have guessed that about me. But it is true nonetheless. Through the entire process of making this film, through writing, receiving critique from colleagues and friends, putting myself out there to meet new people and make new contacts, negotiating contracts with crew, locations, etc, auditioning and casting actors, rehearsing with the actors, the whole circus of production, including directing the whole thing, NOT ONCE did my heart beat as hard and fast as it did whenever I had to get up in front of that camera for these past two Saturdays. I can honestly say I have never pushed myself so far outside my comfort zone on purpose.

But I am very glad I did. And by the time we were doing more scenes and exercises after lunch on the second Saturday, I was fine and my heart was only fluttering a bit, not the big, pounding bass drum it had been up until that point whenever Steve would say, "Action!"

My brother asked me if I walked away from the class with whatever it was I had been looking for. I said, absolutely. I pushed my own limits and allowed myself to be vulnerable at the same time. I got to spend some time with Steve Yeager, an award-winning Director and professor at Towson University. I put myself in the actor's shoes, and for that I will be a better director. And of course, I have even more respect for actors than I did before. I certainly wouldn't want to make MY living doing that. It's exhausting. I was emotionally drained by the time I got home, and compared to a regular day on the set for an actor, that class was chump change.

Tonight I am heading over to Charlie's for some more editing instruction. I have about 25 scenes edited, and it is going quite well, though I still have SO much to do, and I am trying to make a deadline now of December 19th to submit Charm City for entry in the Maryland Film Festival. It's going to be TIGHT. But I think I can do it.

Yesterday I didn't get any editing done. But I think I'll go to the Poconos this week and I can do double the work up there, cuz there is NOTHING else to distract me, until Mikey shows up with a box of wine. Yesterday I went instead to Harper's Ferry for the day with Eric, where he tricked me into climbing a mountain, a charge he vehemently denies. But, my blog, so that's the story I am sticking to. He needed some establishing shots there to use in his film, and it was a beautiful, crisp fall day, so why not? I minimized my guilt by listening to CDs of local Baltimore bands to see if I could find additional music for the soundtrack. I found a few things, too, so see, I was productive after all! Hurray for multi-tasking! My car is the only place I can listen attentively to music, and since I live in the building I work in, sometimes I will go for days without getting in my car.

So on top of all of the above, I am trying to schedule two more days of pick-up shots next week so I can close this thing out. Except for one scene I still need with my favorite skinny poet, Al Letson (www.alletson.com). If I don't see him in Baltimore by then, I may be road-tripping to Florida in February to see my brother, and I'll stop in Jacksonville on the way there or back and get the footage I need of Al. The things we do for art!

Gotta get ready for my meeting with Charlie...

Continuing Education

As much as I like learning new things, it is also very frustrating to me, because when I am interested in something I want to know all there is to know and I want to know it RIGHT NOW. Never works that way, though.

I am well into the editing process now, though I only know the very basics. But as far as splicing the scenes together, I am getting the hang of that pretty quickly, and for the most part I really enjoy editing. Mostly because it doesn't involve scheduling a bunch of people whose schedules never match. I can roll out of bed and edit a scene or two in my pajamas, walk away from my computer whenever I am getting agitated and go right back to it whenever the mood strikes me. I have about 25 scenes edited so far (out of maybe 120), and ya know, I just keep on learning lessons along the way that will be oh-so-helpful if I ever put myself through the sweet, sweet hell of making a movie again. Which I am certain I will.

Such as, if ya gotta skimp somewhere (which you always gotta, unless you have an unlimited budget), skimp on the wide shots and NOT the coverage (singles/close-ups of individual actors). I did not know this. Wish I had. I kind of thought the opposite, that the whole, complete, wide shot was the most important piece of the puzzle, but it is really not. Watch any TV show or movie and dissect the scene and you will figure this out. You usually only see the wide shot for a few seconds at the very beginning, and then it is all coverage of the people speaking. Yet another lesson learned.

And a very, very, very important lesson -when the last second of the scene has ended, count to at least 3, if not 5, before yelling "cut". It helps enormously during the editing process.

And another thing, anyone who tells you, "Oh, you can do that in post," (a) usually isn't the person that would have to do that in post, (b) definitely isn't the person who will have to PAY for whatever-it-is being done in post, and (c) if they are the person who would be doing it in post, is just padding their paycheck. Your movie, ANY movie, will look better the LESS you have to do "in post". To see what I am talking about, rent a movie called (I think) "Duane Roane: First-Time Director". This stars Andy Dick (who normally, I hate). Having been through the process, every time he says, "We'll just do it in post," I about hit the floor laughing.

Lesson #381: Cutaways.
You can never have too many cutaways. You have, say, a scene where a guy is making breakfast for a woman who has spent the night. Say, this is the last scene you are shooting that day and you are behind schedule and don't want to go into overtime, and it is not a long scene so you do it, say, all in one take in a wide shot, maybe three times. When you go to edit that scene, say you see that in two of the three takes you can CLEARLY see the big fat light shining through the glass door to make it look like morning sunlight. So you are stuck with that one and only take that you can't see the big fat light in, which, say, wasn't even the best take that the actors did. But (a) you have no coverage and (b) you have no cutaways, that could have possibly covered the few seconds that you see the big fat light. The CORRECT answer would have been, instead of three takes of the wide shot, one take of the wide, and one coverage of each of the two actors, and a few extra minutes to film close-up cutaways of pouring a glass of juice, scrambling eggs in a pan, a fork moving eggs around on a plate, ANYTHING so you have something to cut to when an actor stutters for a split second or a BIG FAT LIGHT is in the shot.

Another thing that I don't think I have mentioned so far but have thought about/dealt with a LOT, between "Charm City" and "Juju" - make sure you have an Assistant Director. Now, I think that job title is extremely misleading, which is why I didn't have one on Charm City. An Assistant Director does not direct. If an Assistant Director (AD) starts directing, that person is overstepping his or her bounds. That is not their job. An AD keeps things moving, and if they are doing their job well, is often not very popular among the cast and crew. The AD's job is to make sure EVERYONE is where they are supposed to be when they are supposed to be there, if not 5 minutes ago. They are on the crew's asses to get the lights set up and camera ready, they are on props to have the set dressed, they are on the actors to be in makeup and wardrobe, and they are the one to "lock down" the set (i.e., to tell everyone to shut the hell up when the camera is about to roll).

I tried to do this all myself on Charm City, and it was extremely difficult. To this day I don't know if it was Michelle's idea or if her film crew took it upon themselves, but after the first 4 or 5 days, someone from the crew would pick up the slack and lock down the set, for which I was very grateful. I was so sick of hearing my own voice, and I am sure everyone else on the set felt the same way. As I am editing, I am especially aware of how stressed out I was at the time (which, thank goodness, I wasn't TOTALLY aware of in the middle of it all). It is apparent in my voice, and sometimes when the camera would catch me (Michelle likes to turn the camera on to the crew when we are running room tone), I looked so stressed, and to me, several years older than I am, and older than I look now when the weight of production is no longer on my shoulders.

Lesson, say it with me, learned.

I gotta roll now. Have to finish learning my lines for two scenes I have to do in Steve Yeager's acting class tomorrow. Plus Eric is showing up soon to set some things up to film at my place over the weekend. I used to have so much FREE time in my life before I got into all this. What the hell was I thinking?!? But, I kid... I've never been busier. But I've never been happier. I am finally doing what I believe I was really, truly cut out for, though just 2 or 3 years ago I could never have imagined doing this. It is a pretty awesome feeling.

The Baby

I managed to get the rewrite done in time to ship off the script to a screenwriting contest right here in Baltimore. The prize money is not a lot compared to some other, large competitions, but to come in the top three would lend the project some good cred and help me make some more local contacts.

I have accomplished a LOT in the last 10 days, some of which I can't go into quite yet. I'm having, "a moment," though. Probably just sleep deprivation with a touch of PMS, it will pass. I have lined up a lot of my ducks in the last week and a half. But there are a lot of them still waddling around aimlessly, and I want them all in place RIGHT NOW!!! But you know how ducks are.

The handful of people who have read the script are all telling me the same good things, and with each rewrite, fewer not-so-good things, so that is encouraging. I've chosen these people carefully, so that I have a broad critique. Some are people I know will look more at the structure than the emotion of the story, my "Mr. Spock"s. Some are cinephiles who see way more movies than I do and therefore have an incredible basis of comparison. A couple are people that I based certain characters on. And some are people in the industry. Those are the people I get the most notes from, as they are the people who know if what I am visualizing in my head will come across on the screen.

Those in the business of making films, whether they are writers, producers, directors, actors, crew, they all use the same jargon, and the phrase I hear most often is, "the Baby."

The Baby can refer to your script as a whole; for example, if you don't produce the film yourself but sell your story, and the people who buy it make so many changes that it is nearly unrecognizable, that's when they, "take your Baby away from you." Or the Baby (also sometimes called "your children")can mean your own(as the person who wrote it) favorite scenes, the scenes or lines that you feel are the funniest or most touching - that sometimes never see the light of day, let alone the darkness of a movie theater. If it doesn't move the story along, it has got to go. Cut it out, chop it up, lop it off.

So that's what I did, one of the many things I did, this week. There was a scene near the beginning of the script that I thought was pretty funny, and everyone who read it thought so, too. But the script was 20 pages too long and this three-page scene, funny or not, was two pages too long. Two of the main characters visit a character we never see again in the film. The cameo character does help set up some of the subplots, so I didn't want to lose her altogether. But in the original version, the audience learns quickly that she is a bit nuts. She says something strange. Then she says something absurd. Then she says something completely delusional. They were great lines! Okay, maybe they were just good lines. But people who read them remembered them, people who read them laughed. I didn't want to do it, but...I could get all the information I needed across in one or two lines and actions, not two pages. So. CHOP, there goes a finger, CHOP there goes a toe, HACK HACK HACK, come on now, the Baby doesn't really need both arms when one will do, right?

And when you are done, you think, "That's it," you think the script is as best as it can be, you think you couldn't possibly cut another line or scene. Unfortunately, this is not the case at all. But you need some time to accept that reality. So you set it aside for a month or so and get some other things done to keep yourself on the path, you wrangle a few more ducks into single-file, you have a couple more people read the latest incarnation of the screenplay, you get more notes...and then you go back and do it again.

The Baby is, indeed, keeping me up nights. I've never had much trouble with insomnia until now. I worry about the Baby constantly. How am I going to pay for the Baby? Will I be able to make sure the Baby is truly mine, will it look and sound and express itself like I would? I know it will be influenced by a lot of factors along the way, and it won't truly be mine alone. But can I keep it from ending up as an ugly bastard? I have met and continue to meet so many people who are being so very generous and helpful with their time, their experience, and in some cases even their cash. I know I am going to meet so many more, it makes me wonder if among these people, one, or more, of them come to the forefront and end up being the person or persons that let me crush their hand in mine and coach me through those little "Hee-hee-hoo-hoo," breathing excercises when it comes time for this thing to finally pop out there into the world.

But as much stress as the Baby causes me, it is already bringing me great joy. People who know me well have commented on this, they see an energy in me that has been dormant for ages. On the days after I'm able to get to sleep before three a.m., I think I might even glow a little bit. Today is not one of those days. The Baby kept me up all night. But I managed to check a few little things off the list today. It's been a big week. I'm going to take the evening off. The good thing about this Baby - no danger of Fetal Alcohol Syndrome :)