Hello from indescribable terror. You guys, this is worse than, like, the Pandorica opening or something. This is worse than getting chosen to be in the Hunger Games. Okay...slight exaggeration. But I have to give a movie pitch tomorrow in front of my entire class, probably most of the film students at Western, and the film faculty. Instead of embarrassing myself in front of just my Production Workshop teacher/adviser, I get to be humiliated in front of four of the six professors I have this semester.
On top of all that, I have never pitched a movie idea before. Like, ever. And before yesterday or the day before, I didn't even have an idea to pitch at all. Luckily, there is that horror movie we tried to make (starring Sara) last year, which I also turned into a short story. I suppose I'll pitch that idea. Which is fairly good. BUT YOU GUYS!!!!!
These people I'm up against--and yes, it's a competition where only some of the pitches get to be produced--these people are...experienced. They make films and know how to do stuff. They're competent. I'm...not. I'm despicably inferior. And even though the movie pitch is optional and I inflicted this torture on myself for the sake of gaining experience and making an impression, the crew pitch on Wednesday is not. It's a mandatory pitch in which I try to sell not my idea, but myself. I'm basically standing in front of my class--just them this time--and telling them my skills and trying to get a decent job on some of the films that were voted to get produced. And everybody does get a job, but the better pitchers obviously get the better jobs--which are worth more points. And if I get a lower ranking job, I have to do more jobs to accumulate more points and blah blah blah blah dislike dislike dis-bloody-like! Excuse my language, British people.
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAKSDFHASODIFJ;ASLFJASLFJA;SLDKFJSA;LKDFJA;SDKLJ!
:P
But the day this was assigned, I was thinking, "There's no way I'm doing this. It's optional, so I won't. But I should. It would be a good experience. I should. But I can't."
And then I noticed a striking abundance of people wearing different Nike shirts (okay, there were like 3...but in a very short period of time). And all the shirts had one message for me: JUST DO IT.
So I will. I'll just do it.
What's the worst that could happen? I could humiliate myself. It could be like the Christmas musical all over again: my incompetence glaring in comparison to my classmates' brilliance. Or my pitch could get the vote, and I'd be forced to be the producer and be in charge of a crew of my classmates who know infinitely more than I do about everything IN THE WORLD!
The only thing I'm remotely good at is writing. Yay me. :p
Oh well. I'm going to do it anyway. Just do it. Keep Calm and Carry On.
"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." --Philippians 4:13
Wish me luck,
Anna Beth
On top of all that, I have never pitched a movie idea before. Like, ever. And before yesterday or the day before, I didn't even have an idea to pitch at all. Luckily, there is that horror movie we tried to make (starring Sara) last year, which I also turned into a short story. I suppose I'll pitch that idea. Which is fairly good. BUT YOU GUYS!!!!!
These people I'm up against--and yes, it's a competition where only some of the pitches get to be produced--these people are...experienced. They make films and know how to do stuff. They're competent. I'm...not. I'm despicably inferior. And even though the movie pitch is optional and I inflicted this torture on myself for the sake of gaining experience and making an impression, the crew pitch on Wednesday is not. It's a mandatory pitch in which I try to sell not my idea, but myself. I'm basically standing in front of my class--just them this time--and telling them my skills and trying to get a decent job on some of the films that were voted to get produced. And everybody does get a job, but the better pitchers obviously get the better jobs--which are worth more points. And if I get a lower ranking job, I have to do more jobs to accumulate more points and blah blah blah blah dislike dislike dis-bloody-like! Excuse my language, British people.
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAKSDFHASODIFJ;ASLFJASLFJA;SLDKFJSA;LKDFJA;SDKLJ!
:P
But the day this was assigned, I was thinking, "There's no way I'm doing this. It's optional, so I won't. But I should. It would be a good experience. I should. But I can't."
And then I noticed a striking abundance of people wearing different Nike shirts (okay, there were like 3...but in a very short period of time). And all the shirts had one message for me: JUST DO IT.
So I will. I'll just do it.
What's the worst that could happen? I could humiliate myself. It could be like the Christmas musical all over again: my incompetence glaring in comparison to my classmates' brilliance. Or my pitch could get the vote, and I'd be forced to be the producer and be in charge of a crew of my classmates who know infinitely more than I do about everything IN THE WORLD!
The only thing I'm remotely good at is writing. Yay me. :p
Oh well. I'm going to do it anyway. Just do it. Keep Calm and Carry On.
"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." --Philippians 4:13
Wish me luck,
Anna Beth
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