once more with feeling

My directing class went pretty well today. We did read-thoughs of our final project scripts. I am afraid I get slightly frustrated when another member of my group tries to direct because I guess I feel it is my movie. I wrote it and I was planning to work alone, but he asked to join my group because he didn’t have a script. I need to get over that a bit and keep everyone happy. If I try to command total control, there could be a revolt and that isn’t good for anyone.

Also, I didn’t have a whole lot of confidence in my script until a couple of people in my class did an impromtu read-through/rehearsal. They did it amazingly well. Not just student film amazingly well, real actor amazingly well. They got such a great response, I am tempted to ask them to be in it. It was that good. People laughed a lot (which is what they were supposed to do).

It was also good because I felt that for the most part I was giving good direction. It didn’t seem as thought they were confused and they seemed to respond how I wanted them too without telling them “look like you are feeling this,” which is generally not a good thing.

I am going to film in my boss’ office on campus. I am going to have to cut out the view of the window with the computer and replace it with another view that I plan on filming the Saturday before Spring Break.

I am frustrated with someone and it is probably mostly my fault in this situation, but I feel that their reaction was a bit inappropriate, so it ticked me off a bit. Actually I was plain mad. I am glad I didn’t see the person, because I might have went off slightly on them. My reaction is probably overblown, but I felt as though they were either being condecending or trying to guilt me – and I react very poorly to either situation. I yelled in my car. :-)

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  1. ventingzebra

    What’s with the not posting? Too busy? Sorry I’m just freaking bored here at the beach. It’s so overcast and mess. So, yeah. Hope you’re having a good Spring Break.

    Posted April 1, 2005 at 1:26 pm | Permalink