| EBStarr ( @ 2005-08-30 08:03:00 |
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| Current music: | Lizz Wright, "Old Man" |
| Entry tags: | movies, vidding |
vidding blather that no one will be interested in...
I just started a new video after my stupid computer with its completely haywire video capabilities (more like lack thereof) took FOUR DAYS to rip "Good Will Hunting." It's to Lizz Wright's sexy little cover of "Old Man," because it's such a perfect song but Neil Young frigging gets on my nerves for reasons I probably don't have to explain. Anyway, my last video took literally three months for a first draft to be done, and this one is already 2 minutes out of less than 4, and literally I started it less than 24 hours ago. (I feel truly inspired and productive for the first time in months, which I think is because I finally got up the nerve to look for psychiatric help I'd needed for some time, so I'm happy about this on more levels than the fannish.) Anyway, I'm trying to figure out what makes some videos easier to make than others for me, and I've finally come to a conclusion that a couple of vidders from Vividcon were talking about: I'm never going to make the flashy videos. Even playing around with little overlays and colors - nothing major - in "Tunnels" was somewhat beyond my technical interest or capabilities. I'd rather work on emotion on the source level, maybe because it's less intimidating or maybe (working on not being self-deprecating here) because that's just my vidding style. This is not an original conclusion, people have been talking about it since the latest Vividcon, so basically it's just a "me too" kind of post, but whatever. :)
I also saw The Brothers Grimm and, yeah. People who tell you it's a silly or just plain bad movie are only saying things that mild because there are no words in the English language for what that movie actually is. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed it, but on a "Why the FUCK did that lady just explode? Wait, there's a blob of mud eating that child? Oh, just kidding, that was gingerbread batter" kind of level. I love really bad movies because, let's face it, they're funny, and this took craptastic to a whole new level. Unfortunately Matt Damon and Heath Ledger definitely weren't as yummy as they should have been, because of their hair, but who cares? I sincerely recommend that everyone go see it, because you may never have a chance to see such crazyfun stupidity on the big screen again. EVER. (Well, until... next week, anyway.) I promise it's worth the ten bucks.