i swallowed a bag of butterflies
I'm sitting in my hotel room listening to the song over and over again. We start shooting tonight at 7pm, getting some performance footage of the band in their rehearsal space. Let's see if I can get this play count in iTunes past 300.
Here's a Link to the trailer for Gondry's new movie, The Science of Sleep. This trailer is better than most movies I've seen this year. It's hard not to get nervous about what you do when there are geniuses about like that.
I know that a weakness of mine is that I'm pretty arrogant about what I do. I know my strengths as a director, and weaknesses, and I time to time check in with my most trusted crew members and ask them to honestly tell me as objectively as possible what I could be better with. But I am confident about my abilities.
And yet whenever it's time to start one of these off I can't help but get completely nervous. I think it's okay to admit that. There's a great deal of leaping into an abyss that creative work involves. I think the trick, though, is to jump off and worry about what happens on the way down instead of standing there dreading it. My tummy has gone from tingling to full on butterfly southern migration. I try to keep in perspective that through this all there's a range of emotions I'm hoping to shape in front of the camera. That's what I need to focus on right now. Not myself, not my hunger, not how others perceive me.
So before I leap,
here's one last good story I liked... I was having my favorite type of phone call (probably the only kind I really like), the late night, unguarded, sleepy ramble... As a perpetual insomniac I've found the best way to really get to know a person is to talk them after 3am. And we were talking about what we do when we sleep, and the person on the other end of the line told me that they once punched their mom when they were sleeping. They reached out, threw a punch in their sleep, and said "you're a bad bear".
"You're a bad bear" is my favorite phrase right now.
ready, here I go...
Here's a Link to the trailer for Gondry's new movie, The Science of Sleep. This trailer is better than most movies I've seen this year. It's hard not to get nervous about what you do when there are geniuses about like that.
I know that a weakness of mine is that I'm pretty arrogant about what I do. I know my strengths as a director, and weaknesses, and I time to time check in with my most trusted crew members and ask them to honestly tell me as objectively as possible what I could be better with. But I am confident about my abilities.
And yet whenever it's time to start one of these off I can't help but get completely nervous. I think it's okay to admit that. There's a great deal of leaping into an abyss that creative work involves. I think the trick, though, is to jump off and worry about what happens on the way down instead of standing there dreading it. My tummy has gone from tingling to full on butterfly southern migration. I try to keep in perspective that through this all there's a range of emotions I'm hoping to shape in front of the camera. That's what I need to focus on right now. Not myself, not my hunger, not how others perceive me.
So before I leap,
here's one last good story I liked... I was having my favorite type of phone call (probably the only kind I really like), the late night, unguarded, sleepy ramble... As a perpetual insomniac I've found the best way to really get to know a person is to talk them after 3am. And we were talking about what we do when we sleep, and the person on the other end of the line told me that they once punched their mom when they were sleeping. They reached out, threw a punch in their sleep, and said "you're a bad bear".
"You're a bad bear" is my favorite phrase right now.
ready, here I go...
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