Bonfire, Family

I got off the plane at Eleven am. We began shooting at Ten that night, and we were finished by Six the next morning. During a period over seventy hours long I had slept three hours. My accomplice had done the same. All the while our Blonde Girl Friday kept this chaotic production in a professional order. On the third day we edited; another six hours out of the AM.

Given our resources and a seemingly endless pool of talent, we made a lovely short film. The objective of the project was to familiarize ourselves with the equipment, the cast, and ourselves. We needed to know just how hard we could push the limits with an infinite amount to shoot during a very narrow amount of time.

Michael full on in rehearsal, for his role in a current stage play, fought the good fight against mans natural inclination towards rest. And I after a diet of mostly pills and booze managed to stay alive in two time zones. Katie became a foxy zombie. And on the fourth day we rested. The company took a holiday from the lifestyle.

Godbless this mess. So much more to say, but I need to sleep a dreamless sleep. No more stories for 24hrs.

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