Day Fifty: Failing Fruit Film

7/31/13, 7:43 AM PDT

Really early yet AGAIN. Had to get up even earlier today since dad was late yesterday. I'm so tired, stayed up until midnight last night working on planning what to film on the weekend.

But I guess I shouldn't complain. It's really nice here and it's training me to get up early for school anyway. Plus, it gives me a chance to play Random FireRed.



Same day, 5:28 PM PDT

So we practically finished our movie, which is RIDICULOUS. Had to act out a banana death scene, which meant that I had to scream "NOOOOOO" in the middle of UCSD. Quite a few people looked at me, of course.

Then, we choreographed a pretty simple fight scene with banana daggers, which I won. Know what my prize was? I had to eat the disgusting, mushy banana that we used to fight. And as guns for the past 4 hours. It was brown and really, really soft. And I ate all of it.

It actually was pretty good. They all thought that I was disgusting.

Then, we go to edit our footage and you know what happened? DATA IS CORRUPTED. All of our shots have these horrible, horrible red, blue, and green bars that cut across the screen as well as these corrupted bits. The audio's fine, thankfully, but the video is AWFUL. Well, it's not unwatchable, but it's really glitchy and unappealing.

But even if we did decide to go with the cool, distorted feeling, we'd still be out of luck because IT CRASHES OUR COMPUTERS. When we scrub through the footage, we get the Rainbow Pinwheel of Pain, followed by an abrupt crash from Final Cut Pro.

But mine doesn't crash, which is interesting. The distortion's still there, but the crashes are absent. And, if we watch it on the camera, it looks fine. So I'm willing to bet that it's either the card reader or the software.

Regardless of the cause, we still have to reshoot tomorrow because each person in the group has to edit their own version. But if worse comes to worse, I could just get out current footage and make it some kind of techno- thriller. With fruit.



Same day, 7:21 PM PDT

Took the bus home. TWO HOUR COMMUTE. TWO HOURS. It took FOREVER.

Oh, and I saw Chardlo on my way home. Heh.





RFotD: Sometimes, Michael forgets to write out his daily entries because Film Camp leaves him drained and exhausted at the end of the day.

SGAT: More film camp filming, worked a lot on my script again.