48 Hr. Film Contest

Do you think you can shoot and edit a film in less than 2 days?
We did it in one day.

That's right, my friends from Freak Show Entertainment and Broken Pictures (links to websites can be found here at Turzman Central) entered such a contest and allowed me to tag along for the ride.

Well, that's pretty much all I got credit for anyway.

Here's how it works...
the Overlords of this contest assigns each team a genre, a character name and specialty, a prop and one line of dialogue that must be used in the film. The rest is up to the competing team to fill in the blanks. We received our assignment Friday night at 7:30 and our entry, completely shot and edited, was due Sunday night at 7:30.

In the week leading up to Friday, once we were officially entered into the contest, we went to work. Ezequiel brought me onboard from the start to help out and I was excited to be a part. We had to get a crew, talent, equipment and scout a location in less than a week, without knowing what our film would be about.
That's not a lot of time but in the interest of time, I'll just say we got it done.

So there we were on Friday night, the collection of creative minds eagerly waiting on a phone call from Joseph and Robert, who were in San Diego getting our assignment. We were given the following...

Genre: Spy
Character: M. Munchley, who is a computer expert.
Prop: A salt shaker.
Line of dialogue: "Location, location, location."

That's it. Again, in the interest of time, I'll say that we got it done.
I will say this; how the salt shaker was incorporated and used in the film was my idea (although I think the actual scene was shot poorly and comes across as dumb). I take credit for this tidbit because I didn't get credit for much else.
Rather than regail you with how proud I was of the overall shoot, I'm gonna complain, because in the end, I'm at the very bottom of the credits list under "sound."
Oh yeah, and they spelled my name wrong too.

So I'm not happy. Maybe I'm being selfish, but I deserve a little more credit than what I got. I never said I was a good team player, hell, I'm a control freak. But this was a slap in my face.

Here's my advice, don't get into the movie business. The friends you make treat you like this, so you can imagine what happens when you're in the hands of back-stabbing vultures who don't know you from the man in the fucking moon. It's too late for me. I've made my bed and must lay in it.

Oh yeah, they spelled my name wrong.

There is no games list this time. There are no links to or pictures of beautiful women. Nothing can make me feel better right now. Not Julissa, not Dana,
not even my beautiful and wonderful REDSEXGODDESS.
Check my blog archives for these lists.

Did I mention that they spelled my fucking name wrong?