Feed us your mooooovieeeees.

Feed us your mooooovieeeees.

At the moment I am waiting for a file to import into the editing software so I can finish a fine cut of our film project and go home. The post production lab is in the basement of the School of Cinematic Arts; and when I say it’s in the basement of the school I mean the whole SCA complex, not just the main production building. It is a vast warren of hallways that don’t quite perfectly line up so you can never tell exactly where you are going or where you’ve been except for a Spidey-sense that you’ve probably walked far enough to be underneath the Animation building or under the new Interactive school.

I once had a dream about Post-Production that played out like the best kind of B-horror movie. I could imagine it being shot on iPhones all tilted at Dutch angles and with a lot of “Blair Witch” style running. The gist of the dream was that the hallways of the Post-Production lab were even more extensive than we were allowed to see and that if you followed them far enough, and around enough twists and turns, you would eventually find yourself in a vast, dark screening room where all the films made at the School of Cinematic Arts were played in perpetuity.

Once you were inside you were never supposed to look away from the screen; never supposed to look at the other figures in the audience with you. But of course I did, only to discover that the other figures in the screening room were- wait for it- aliens who were feeding off the emotions brought on by people watching movies.

I told this story once when asked “what is the most interesting thing that has ever happened to you in Post-Production” during a job interview- I’m pretty sure it was probably the most interesting story they’d ever gotten, but I didn’t get the job.

Anyway, I’ve been waiting on this file for several hours now and I’m freezing and I’ve run out of snacks. I had planned to arrive shortly after noon so that I could be home in time for dinner. I drove all the way to campus, parked, and was walking over to the school when I realized that I’d left my student ID at home- the only way to check out an Avid station- so I had to drive all the way home to get it.

This is the second time that I’ve attempted to import this file, in fact, I attempted to import it during the week but had to abort in order to get to class in time. As much as I am loath to sit around in post-production on a Saturday night, I’m even more reluctant to have to start it all over again later. I really REALLY want to be able to spend a day at home by myself tomorrow, even if that means catching my death of cold tonight. Priorities.

~ by Gwydhar Gebien on February 8, 2014.

One Response to “Waiting”

  1. This picture is cool of showing demonic kids. 🙂

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