Our early scenes depicting “implied” trust and then the following betrayal. Not perfect by any means, but we’re always willing to improve ourselves to bring forth the best short movie possible.
Hello! Welcome to my final production blog. I am happy that you’ve been keeping up! Words can’t describe how ecstatic I am that you’ve kept up with my life story. Well, it isn’t really a life story but still. So, today we will dive into which song I’m going to use. That song will be Denzel Curry - X-Wing. Now some may no this song and yes it is school-legal. Uh, well (mostly). So, let’s get on with (X-Wing Cover) Now, I chose this song in particular because it really resonates with me. The lyrics and the visuals. Let’s start with the visuals. The neon glow of the city fits the aesthetic of my character and my room. In a video all about me, this is essential. For the lyrics, the lyrics are repeated throughout the song. Nothing really flashy except the samurai part (which I love). Anyway, this song will get the main parts of my character across to you. Thank for tuning into my blogs. I hope you a wonderful day! Also, look out for my commercial going up later!
n Finding a new location for my group has been one of the biggest struggles I’ve faced. I had a space that felt like home, a place where we could meet, plan, and create. Then, out of nowhere, we were denied access. No explanation, no warning—just a locked door and a firm “no.” I stood there, trying to process what had just happened. My group looked at me, waiting for answers I didn’t have. I scrambled to find an alternative, calling every contact I could think of. Each response was the same: unavailable, too expensive, or simply not interested. My frustration grew as each dead-end piled on top of the last. I met with my group, hoping someone had a solution. I brainstormed, threw out ideas, and searched online for places that could work. Nothing felt right. Days turned into weeks, and my group’s patience began to wear thin. I couldn’t blame them—I felt it too. The uncertainty made me restless, wondering if I’d ever find a new space. I drove around town, stopping at buildings...
After weeks of searching, I finally found the perfect location to film—Hampton Pines Park. The struggle to secure a spot had been exhausting, but standing there, surrounded by towering trees and open space, I knew it was worth it. I had worried about getting permission, especially after so many rejections elsewhere, but this time, things worked in my favor. I reached out to the park officials, half-expecting another roadblock. Instead, they were open to the idea, asking only for a permit application and a few guidelines to follow. Relief washed over me as I filled out the paperwork, hoping nothing would go wrong. When the official approval came through, I could barely contain my excitement. Scouting the location in person made everything feel real. The sunlight filtering through the trees created the perfect natural lighting. The quiet atmosphere meant clean audio with minimal disruptions. I could already picture the scenes coming to life in this space. I walked along the trails,...
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