As I learn the creative and technical process of making a narrative short film, I am also learning some harsh realities about botched production schedules and how real-life can easily get in the way of the imagination. Just when I thought I was on the right track with the story, life imitated art. Tonight I learned my principal cast, husband, wife and daughter, could very well be on the path to divorce for real and not just among their characters. Ironically, what would become the final draft and shooting script may have hit closer to home than I could have imagined. I have to say I at least chose the right people for their respective characters because they would have a lot to draw upon to bring my characters to life. I can't help but wonder if I didn't write the characters and story based on subtle clues, my subconscious picking up the hidden subtext in their words and body language and playing it out in my daydreams. I suppose the positive from this is that I could do well in the casting process for future projects if I really can see through people, see who they really are inside.
Wierd.
Wierd.
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