Project Twenty1: Taming the Beast

Barring any unforeseen complications or utter disasters (knock on wood!), our shooting for Project Twenty1 is now complete. Last year we had a gargantuan schedule packed into two days of improvising endless scenes from angles ad nauseum. (Here's the result. LOVE IT!) This year, we managed to be a bit easier on ourselves: one long ass day in a single location to capture three short scenes and a few insert shots, one short ass day at a local park blessed with beautiful weather. I even had time to finish the rest of "Deadwood." Reviewing the footage, we believe that yes, Virginia, it will all cut together into a short film we can be proud to call our own.

"Lens cap?"

What's it about? I'm not telling you yet. Here's a clue that isn't helpful in the slightest, but it is a great song, so you should download it and put it on your newfangled music playing device. Frankly, I don't even feel comfortable telling you the title at this point. Mostly because we haven't settled on one. We have a working title that may change if we can think of something better. Titles have never been my strong suit. Anytime I bump into a word or phrase that is the right combination of catchy and apt that also hasn't been used before, I fall to my knees and give thanks to the al-ighty gods of art who cast their blessings and curses down upon our heads. But only because I don't have a full length mirror to chest bump myself.

"What do you mean I can't spike it like a football?!"

In due time, we'll be sharing photos and providing a bit more information. For now, we hold our cards close to our vest. I find it's best not to overshare until something concrete is ready to be unleashed upon the world. Though filming is done, we still have to edit approximately two and a half hours worth of footage into something like a ten minutes or less narrative movie. I'm feeling confident and hopeful now, but that's only because we haven't started yet. Once we get balls deep into editing, you will find me a more harried man. 'Tis a mighty beast that must be tamed before we can reap what glory may perchance come our way. We shall begin upon the morrow!

Hide your womenfolk: Hard Boiled Productions is in town.