Diary Of An Indie Filmmaker: Part XIV
Chapter XIV: It's happened... I've become George Constanza.
I just got an email from the production company. They've given the script to a casting director and
told him he has until Monday to lock in a cast.
My head is spinning.
Are these people out of their minds? I told them I've never directed an actor before in my life! I told them I have no idea where to put the camera! I told them I only have $27,000 and no one's really helping me except the Hot Little Number! I told them I'll have to steal some shots because I can't lock the locations! I told them that this movie is just to try out directing, I'm not even sure I want to be a director! What is going on? I'll tell you what: Without thinking, I went and pulled a Costanza.
Remember the Seinfeld episode where George decides to do just the opposite of what his instincts tell him and he ends up working for the Yankees after telling Steinbrenner everything he's doing wrong?Remember that? That's kind of what happened here... Had I gone to that meeting all needy and really really really desperate to work with them (like I have all previous meetings) they probably never would've called me again. But I go... I'm curious... I don't want to burn a bridge... But I don't want or particularly need their help, and we're off... It's insane.
And I'm starting to understand the old Groucho joke about joining a club that would consider me as a member.
Well, at least I'm not bored. Terrified? Certainly. Stressed? Definitely. Over my head? Always. But bored? No.
But there's now way they can lock a cast by Monday. There's just no way... Can they?
Shit.
P.S. Oh, and those two locations I need to lock before I shoot...? Got one today. And cheap. The guy's even throwing in a casket. (Don't ask). The second one I meet with a week from tomorrow. I'm taking the Hot Little Number because everyone's impressed with her. And I've gotten an unoffical okay on that one.
It's thisclose.
28 locations. Do you know how many people told me to rewrite the script so I'd have 7 or 8? Fuck that. I'm making a real movie.



















Just make sure you give your readers plenty of advance notice for the premiere, so we can change our schedules to be in the area. And make sure we get on the invite list!
Posted by: RFTR | October 03, 2005 at 10:54 PM
Wow! We are proud of you, Dirty Harry! You are THE MAN!
Posted by: Sheldon Gilman | October 04, 2005 at 05:39 AM