"So, I’ve got the finished film here with me."
Storme had spent some time with Brandon Thomas, our color correction hero. It was weird to think that our baby was in a box. Storme was headed over to the studios of Jason Young to check on the sound mix.
I continued to work on the credits, thanking everyone who has played such amazing roles in making this film. I’m not joking…the list is incredibly long and varied. When you make films at this level, you rely a lot on the goodwill, generosity, and inherent kindness of people.
And people are generous. From the littlest extra to the biggest location, from the artists who generated music to the families who have housed and fed us, from the encouraging notes from fans to the vendors who took one look at us, laughed, and cut their rates, people have given of themselves and treated us very, very well.
There are some great people in this world who quietly do great things every day.
So then later, yesterday evening, I got a text from Storme. He was watching the movie with the final master mix at Jason’s. I couldn’t help smiling. We did it. All of us. We all did it.
I thought about what it was like to shoot in 110 degree heat in Austin, Texas in July to save money on housing. I mean, who in their right minds would do that?
I thought about how filmmakers eyes widen when we tell them just how small our crew was. How, they wonder. How in the world that is possible? With a RED, no less.
I thought about the sacrifices that Storme has made to take my first script and turn it into something that we are all very, very proud of.
Just now, my daughter (and one of our actors) gave me a hug. I told her that we had just finished the film. She nodded. "I want to do another one."
Me too, Valerie. Me too.