I was going to write a very angry post today about Directors and their inability to be decent fucking human beings … but then I thought again.
‘Why?’ I hear you ask. Surely I’m about due for an ill advised, ill thought out and mostly untrue sweary rant? I mean, it is almost Christmas after all.
Well, because I spent all day yesterday working on the third draft of a treatment for a feature project I’m really excited about and (once the inital ranting about nonsensical notes has abated) am getting more excited about with each successive draft; I’ve just finished a very leisurely and rather lavish breakfast which included lashings of tea; I’m spending this morning knocking out a few sketches for another feature film’s website; this afternoon I’m looking at ideas for a series of webisodes to promote a third feature film and tomorrow I’m running through an ADR list and suggesting final dialogue for a stupendously exciting feature film which might actually be finished any year now!
On top of that, this is the current view from my window:
And this is waiting for me as a treat on Sunday:
So today, I don’t really feel much like ranting. I mean, come on – does life ever get any better than this:
I think not. No rants today.