You have to click on this. It’s really funny:
http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/sfo/672031640.html
And no, I am not looking for a nemesis at the moment. My life’s pretty crazy already.
You have to click on this. It’s really funny:
http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/sfo/672031640.html
And no, I am not looking for a nemesis at the moment. My life’s pretty crazy already.
This weekend we’re taking a break from corporate work to get some ADR work done on Couch Cases. ADR is basically when you have bad audio and need to re-record the dialog. It’s hard work, and unless it’s really good the result is kind of like a badly dubbed Kung Fu movie. At the same time, there’s probably not a single major Hollywood movie that hasn’t needed some ADR work.
In the past, I’ve flown by the seat of my pants to do ADR- the old standby of ProTools and having the actor match the lips from a rough edit. But, this time, I have enough ADR work that needs to be done that I did my research. And I’m using some amazing software called VoiceQ. It’s a bit expensive, for a little indie project like Couch Cases. But it is incredibly useful, and I’m pretty sure that we’ll make the money back on our first corporate job that requires ADR.
So today, Simon is my guinea pig in the ADR studio. And next week it’s Kathi, then Sabrina.Then, finally, our dialog work will be completed. And it’ll be time to do final edits, color correction, music, and titles.
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At the risk of being obvious: there’s far too many people in LA who look like models after too much airbrushing.
It’s not a compliment. I think people who look like that are unbearably ugly looking. They look like plastic. They are expressionless and seem to be incapable of expressing joy, anger, happiness, or sadness. Or anything, really, unless you count “looking permanently bitchy” as expressive.
Being who I am, I notice this a lot with hollywood women. But, looking around west hollywood recently, it’s pretty clear that some men fall victim to this as well.
I wonder what motivates people to get so much work done on them that they’re unrecognizable. I’m talking plastic surgery, of course, but I’m also talking about starving oneself or spending too many hours in the gym. I wonder if it all is motivated by some sick obsession that can be traced back to not getting enough attention as a child.
I’d feel a little bad about dinging on a whole group of people based on looks, except that every single time I’ve gotten close enough to listen to one of these plastic people it’s become clear that he/she is as empty and mean-spirited inside as they are airbrushed and injected outside.
I think that what makes each of us beautiful are the parts of us that don’t fit in. The parts that show us as human beings, not bland pod people. Our imperfections, in a way, define us. This isn’t a new concept, and it’s something that you also see in damn near every well-written story ever told.
What’s the point of a hero who doesn’t have a flaw that he/she needs to overcome? Or a villain for that matter. What’s more: who could possibly care about a character who doesn’t have any humanity? Who’d see that movie?*
I don’t think we should be afraid to show who we are, inside and outside.
* Note that robots, aliens, animated characters, dogs and even some cats can have ‘humanity’ too. It’s not limited to humans.