So the film’s done. The soundtrack’s locked in, the titles and credits are finalized. It took a lot of hard work, but it’s done.
So where is it? Well, now we enter the “middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition” that is distribution. I went over to the Taipei Film Commission off the Dunhua traffic circle last week and showed them the trailer I cut, and they seemed quite excited. “Why didn’t you apply for grants while you were filming?” they asked, incredulously.
In any case, they want to see the finished product, so they can help arrange meetings with local film companies to discuss distribution, so we’re planning to meet with them some time next week to give them a look. We’re also planning to submit it to the Golden Horse Film Festival; I think people would enjoy it if it does manage somehow to get in. The next Taipei Film Festival is next year, so we’re too late for that or Urban Nomad, alas, but there might be other festivals to submit it to. We still need to put subtitles on it, but I know a guy who can do that. Otherwise, it’s done.
Done. Done, I say! Done done done. Man, it feels so good to type that word.
DONE
posted by Poagao at 10:52 pm
It was a long weekend. Not literally, unfortunately; it just felt that way. Saturday was spent recording songs for our second album at Soundkiss Studios. This is usually a lot of fun, and this time was no exception…except, well, one of the songs was one I’d been practicing over the previous week, not only to work out what I was going to play, or at least options to choose from, but just to increase my stamina so I could play longer without tiring out. This didn’t really work, for we had to go through the song several times just to make sure everyone was on the same page, and although my first couple of takes were good enough, my performance started to fall off, just in time for the other players to hit their stride in getting used to the song and honing their performances. I don’t envy David when it comes time to choose which edition of the song makes it to the album.
Sunday I gave another talk, this time on travel photography, at an art space near Dihua Street. There were four speakers, of which I was the second. The other speakers did well, but, as usual, I had too much material to get through in the short 18 minutes allotted. Afterwards I just wanted to go off somewhere, but those were the days, my friend.
You might have noticed that I don’t write here much these days, and when I do, it’s about relatively impersonal things, which I describe in a perfunctory nature. That’s just the way it is. A few of you know what I’m talking about, though I’d be surprised if anyone still reads this. Eventually I’ll either be able to write about my life again, or I’ll just stop. We’ll see.
posted by Poagao at 4:47 pm
