Letter S is for shooting in Sri Lanka — on a crappy cellphone.
A to Z entries: My post for each letter of the alphabet will be anecdotes or musings based on an element from the previous letter’s post. Names always changed, events always real.
~ Letter R was for Resignation, even though it was supposed to be about rhythmic order. Still, putting chaos to order through the scrapped-together experience of…Sri Lanka. ~
Something different for you — as long as you know that you don’t get to associate the video at the bottom with any of my purported filmmaking endeavors! You see, I “shot” the meager footage on this phone, and it shook a hell of a lot in the process:
That is correct. Up until two months ago, that frayed relic with the missing letters was my trusty phone. And I was unashamed. But that’s for another post.
In October of 2012, that phone was just as crappy as it is in the above picture, and I was enrolled in a production class. At the same time, I booked a lead in a feature film for which I had to fly to Sri Lanka. But my hardass teacher, on whom I happened to have a giant crush, would not excuse my two measly absences for the duration. The only way to make up the classes was through an extra credit assignment. Well, I didn’t have the time. Already I had to shoot two “real” assignments on real cameras with real sets. And edit them. I could not possibly squeeze in a third by semester’s end.
So I had the brilliant idea of winging it in Sri Lanka on my joke of a phone, and figuring out later how to scrap something together. The video at the bottom is the result.
I never did receive the extra credit, based on the silly technicality that I turned in the video a month after class was already over. I ended up with a B for my overall grade and was not happy with my teacher. The whole video was basically a weird love dedication to him. You’d think his apparent indifference would make my crush go away, but…
Fortunately, all of it took place over a year ago.
Why is it easy for me to admit these things for any eye to see? Maybe because it’s 3 a.m. and I had enough red wine to turn my tongue into a Chow’s. Or maybe, if you claim to be a dancing monkey, you may as well dance.
Anyway, I don’t like to waste anything, so here it is, an S post for my brief experience as an Innocent Traveling Actress, or “Ita,” in Sri Lanka. It’s really a 9-minute scrapped-together shit show, but there are plenty of S’s right there and I still think I deserved a grade change. After all, I tell a whole story out of a lot of nothing.
And that should count for something.
~ Part of the A to Z Challenge ~
A post a day except Sunday for the month of April to cover topics beginning with each letter of the alphabet.
Cathartic Monkeyism returns in May.
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