The last ever Friends… sniff, sob. Anyhoo, I’ve been making arrangements for the pick-ups day on the 8th. At one point it looked like it wasn’t going to happen because my PL insurance has lapsed and I was getting quoted ludicrous minimum premiums for one day’s cover. Then there’s the fact that Transco has several huge holes in the middle of High Town right now whilst they replace the gas main – something of a continuity nightmare (“There’s so many holes in Fifth Avenue, we didn’t think anyone would notice one more.”) – plus I managed to pick the one day of the year that they start setting up a giant marquee there in the early hours of the morning. However, I will have my crane shot, in this life or the next, and I seem to have gotten around these problems. Shooting People proved invaluable in tracking down a cheaper insurer.
James showed Soul Searcher to a few of his students at Gloucester Uni yesterday, and was hoping to show it to some more today. I don’t know how it went, but he was expecting a poor turn-out since their term is essentially over. One thing I was able to glean from yesterday’s results is that the Doodies scenes are a lot more popular now they’re shorter. Last night I cut another minute and a half out of the movie.
Today, whilst watching all the Friends repeats out of the corner of my eye, I’ve been working on the FX for the nightclub scene. I’d been holding off doing them in case the scene wound up getting reshot. I think when I grade that sequence I’m going to do something pretty extreme, maybe turn it really red like that scene from Aliens.