My Chariot of Snails

My Chariot of Snails

An image from the Pre-visual shoot Day to Night conversion

I'm travelin atop a chariot pulled by a team of snails. This is not a metaphor for my crew but just a general observation of the production so far. With every sluggish tug a little more of my by-polar depressive other self bubbles to the surface. My draining bank account has become my ticking clock and its ticking like it needs a few less batteries.

But I have come to accept this most brutal truth. I am a nobody in this industry. I dived in the deep end thinking to make friends with cats chasing each other around the pool, but instead I received the awkward glances and cold shoulders of those who don't understand how a grown man can wear speedos at a public venue. i was out of my depth and out of my understanding. I've been in the fast track class of wizening since the first days of announcing the production and here is where I now stand.

Almost three weeks since project commencement I am only just filling the final positions on the crew. I am still without a Soundy and minor assisting roles like Best Boy and Boom Swinger. My first AD has just disappeared to South Australia for a week and a half, my Gaffer for two. My DOP is yet to give me any rough storyboards and so I continue to sketch them myself and my first round of auditions for the roles of Michael, Paul and Un-dead Claire proved to be unfruitful.

But I re-eco the words of the great Calvin Coolidge   'Persistence and determination' 


So long as I continue to strive onwards I will continue onwards, and so long as I continue onwards this film will come to fruition. 


This is my test, and I will not fail.


Stay tuned readers and read-ets 

Nicholas