I received a message from Natal, who produced, with Hystery prod, "One Night Stand" by Emilie Jouvet. She just saw my film "Missed" in a festival. She loved it. Good thing, I want to work with this production... We decided to meet.
This is the night. We meet in a café. I arrive the first. I choose a quiet place. I would be more comfortable if everyone did not hear what I have to tell.
She arrives. She is very gentle, very simple. A child's face, the oval quite rounded, the eyes slightly restrained. She looks a bit naive. The voice quiet and pretty safe. I assume she must be stubborn sometimes.
We talk a little. She spoke of "Missed", of my voice. I smiled. I want to say : "yes, I'm an actor too", but I say nothing.
She seems impatient to begin. I'm pretty sure she is going to ask what we are waiting when I say: "We order our coffee and then we start, ok?". It answered the question she was close to ask. I see it in her way to nod.
We smiled.
People come sit next to us. I wanted to be quiet ... Too bad.
I take my step outline and I begin to read. Here I come in a tunnel over an hour during which I read, I punctuate, I explain. I am alone here. I'm slogging a bit. But her enthusiastic reactions, her pensive air, her playful eyes encourage me. It seems to ring a bell to her.
She listened, asked for details and does not say what she really thinks. But she seems to understand the need I have to try to get onto sex in a different way, to use dark and light and to try to conceive an other method of work, for artistic and political reasons.
I also show her notes, plans of all colors that I use to work on the rhythm ... It amuses her.
She asks me what I need. I said, "no money, it is important to make a film without money, to see what can be done without resources. The resources are something for lazy people who believe that it replaces work. No, I need a look from the outside to write and then to be supported for the production or distribution... "
I have the feeling that I was able to share my enthusiasm, and actually I am genuinely enthusiastic.
Now I'm tired.
She will think about it. We are done for this time.
Mood:
This is the night. We meet in a café. I arrive the first. I choose a quiet place. I would be more comfortable if everyone did not hear what I have to tell.
She arrives. She is very gentle, very simple. A child's face, the oval quite rounded, the eyes slightly restrained. She looks a bit naive. The voice quiet and pretty safe. I assume she must be stubborn sometimes.We talk a little. She spoke of "Missed", of my voice. I smiled. I want to say : "yes, I'm an actor too", but I say nothing.
She seems impatient to begin. I'm pretty sure she is going to ask what we are waiting when I say: "We order our coffee and then we start, ok?". It answered the question she was close to ask. I see it in her way to nod.
We smiled.
People come sit next to us. I wanted to be quiet ... Too bad.
I take my step outline and I begin to read. Here I come in a tunnel over an hour during which I read, I punctuate, I explain. I am alone here. I'm slogging a bit. But her enthusiastic reactions, her pensive air, her playful eyes encourage me. It seems to ring a bell to her.
She listened, asked for details and does not say what she really thinks. But she seems to understand the need I have to try to get onto sex in a different way, to use dark and light and to try to conceive an other method of work, for artistic and political reasons.
I also show her notes, plans of all colors that I use to work on the rhythm ... It amuses her.
She asks me what I need. I said, "no money, it is important to make a film without money, to see what can be done without resources. The resources are something for lazy people who believe that it replaces work. No, I need a look from the outside to write and then to be supported for the production or distribution... "
I have the feeling that I was able to share my enthusiasm, and actually I am genuinely enthusiastic.
Now I'm tired.
She will think about it. We are done for this time.
Mood:
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