"We'll do the drink take essentially."

I encountered the above quote while screening some of the new footage the B-unit guys sent me. Apparently, that is what happens when you send men like that into the wild with a camera. I'll just leave it by saying they should have turned off the camera at that point rather than doing their best "Beerfest" impression.

Actually, the B-unit have been busting their rear ends to gather up the last bits of footage and ship it to far away me. They deserve a ton of credit, as do those who've given them a hand in their efforts. I've been working on incorporating their material into the final edit and it's looking great.



Since I've seen all the footage a million times and wrote the script, a lot of the humor fades away (only to leave me pondering the stark, neo-realist beauty and existential tremblings of the picture) with the familiarity. It's always refreshing then when I see new footage or revisit a scene after some time away and it just makes me crack up laughing. Like when Fender "Five Take" Robinson finally puts that fastball down the middle and Mike hits it out of the park or when Paul does just about anything.

It all reminds me how many hilarious performances are in this film. I think that's why I spend so much time agonizing over the movie, because I want to make sure everyone gets the best reception possible.

And because the person I borrowed the money from has no qualms about running my car off a mountain road all 80's TV-style.