48 hours  

Working on a 48 hour film festival project this weekend. It feels really good to make stuff for myself again, instead of for other people. Not that I have an issue with other people, or the things they want to produce, but...there's some stuff I just don't give a crap about and have to work on anyway.

Are people going to look back on this decade in film and refer to it as the "post-apocalyptic era?" Because there's a strange fascination among filmmakers right now, myself included, towards that subject matter. I like the severity of the situation the characters are put in. Something about a complete lack of resources and companionship brings out the truth about a character's identity, since they no longer have social mores or ambitions shaping the way they behave. It's also about the farthest you can get from the everyday and still maintain some modicum of realism. It's also a version of the world that gets closer and closer to home each CO2-burning day. Maybe the extreme setting is a byproduct of action and sci-fi movies that one-up each other intensity-wise until there's nowhere left to go but Crank 2: High Voltage. The age of shocking action films is at an end, I think, at least until holograms or some shit get invented.

I only bring this up because our film's approach has already been decided upon. Our characters will inhabit a barren post-civilization wasteland. Keep in mind, of course, that our genre has yet to be set by the festival's organizers. At this point, I'm all for a non-sci-fi post-apocalypse. In fact, I would prefer it. I'm so fucking ahead of my time, I want to comment on post-modern fiction. That's post-post-modernism, bitches. So I guess I'm crossing my fingers for romantic comedy, musical, or family film.