When Will It Ever End?
This goddamn project refuses to die. I'm still toiling away on it (though I only worked Saturday last weekend) but this is all getting too much really. We've all had enough and to be honest maintaining any sense of interest or motivation is proving very very difficult now.
The other odd aspect to reviewing the shots as they slowly, one by one, achieve final status and leave the building is that whatever show you work on, however long you spend, it tends to break down to 20% of the shots look great, 60% look OK and 20% are stinkers whatever you do. I'm sure a lot of it must be to do with our own myopia on the project and that others may see things differently but nonetheless that weighting just keeps coming around. I am so sick of this film now I can scarcely think about it without wanting to hit something. I shall be working the Easter weekend and bank holidays in order to get this morning's list of changes finished. You have to love show business sometimes.
The other odd aspect to reviewing the shots as they slowly, one by one, achieve final status and leave the building is that whatever show you work on, however long you spend, it tends to break down to 20% of the shots look great, 60% look OK and 20% are stinkers whatever you do. I'm sure a lot of it must be to do with our own myopia on the project and that others may see things differently but nonetheless that weighting just keeps coming around. I am so sick of this film now I can scarcely think about it without wanting to hit something. I shall be working the Easter weekend and bank holidays in order to get this morning's list of changes finished. You have to love show business sometimes.
Labels: complaints dept, melancholy, vfx
scribbled hastily by Mr Atrocity at 12:15 pm
3 Comments:
I'm so sorry. That must suck. Is it kind of like saying the same word over and over in your head, until it doesn't make sense any more?
this too shall pass
Churlita, you've pretty much hit the nail on the head there; we have been staring at our shots for so long that we have no sense of objective judgement left.
Margaret, you are, of course, right. In truth we can see light atthe end of the tunnel now it's just a question of keeping our sanity until it's all done. Another couple of weeks perhaps.
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