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*
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Jag minns det där så bra. Det är en underbar men samtidigt så sårbar känsla att stå där och få styra alltihopa. Och teamet blir så sammansvetsat. Det är så intensivt när man verkligen märker att alla är med, alla gör sitt bästa. Sjukt fint är det, och uttömmande. Även om jag mest försökte vara skådis på min tid. Det blev inte så bra.
Nu ska jag hem till Finland. Pip till om du kommer till Borgå!
kramar.
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