I wrote a film for a friend so that she could become a full member of ACTRA, something that has been causing her some grief for the past year or so. It’s not a particularly deep or inspiring film, but my intent was something light and quirky, kind of awkward and chuckle-worthy. I don’t expect guffaws or side-splits, and I spent a lot of time trying to make clear to the director that it wasn’t supposed to be silly.
In any case, I chose to set it in a closet. The chosen closet happened to be the decently-sized walk-in in my mother’s master bedroom. Fortunately, quite a few people who I’ve mentioned the film to seem to find the closet aspect rather interesting. Unfortunately, shooting in an honest-to-god closet space that was not built specially for a film shoot, seems to pose some difficulties.
I will say though… I am impressed with our director/director of photography/lead male/editor (think he has too much on his plate?) to be able to make it work in such a strange space. I haven’t had a chance to peek at any of the footage, for, as I am the lowly writer, I’m not much use on the set; especially one as cramped as ours. Maybe tomorrow I’ll ask for a look-see. I have a feeling though that whatever it is I’ve envisioned is not what will be present on screen. Hopefully, though, it will be better.