it's time to enter the cutting room. the short film "regissören" has finally been filmed, it's over, it's done. this week has been too much, too little, of nothing, of everything. i've directed, sometimes bad, sometimes good. i've also taken direction when needed. i've shouted silence, camera, action and such things. i've spent the nights having dinner with him and them, planning for the next day, never getting enough rest. i have believed in the film, and lost that belief. i've gotten disappointed. mostly in myself. but i haven't cried.
well, until it was over. people who have never worked with film will never understand, and that's fine. but the intensity... my god, i just needed a safe place, something to hold me down, hold me still when it was all over. but no one was there.
what now? oh yeah. moving and moving on. next week a new movie is being filmed. it's not my movie.
and yes, this is a sigh of relief. *sigh*