Last night finally saw the unveiling of my most recent film, The Mustache. This one took me way too damn long to edit. However, WiL Whitlark emailed me the music this weekend (and they’re very good), and I was able to assemble it all in time for the Tower Theatre’s Open Mic Night. I’m rather a fan of the Open Mic Night concept. For a mere fee of $5.00, I got my movie on the roster, under the condition that it was under ten minutes (it is). Admission was free, so a few friends came along. I was impressed that as many people stayed as they did and weren’t simply there just to see the movie they were there for. That made it all the worse when the screenings came to an abrupt halt.
The bulb burnt out in the projector. This apparently doesn’t happen frequently. It sucked. Perhaps even worse, I had hoped to do a little bit of shoulder-rubbing, getting to know a few of the other local Salt Lake filmmakers. But alas, the confusion and irritation at the end of it dampened the mood and the possibilites of that happening. And I’m probably too chickenshit to really approach anyone myself, anyway. So the lot of us came back to my apartment and had pie.
There will be another Open Mic Night in February. We’re planning for it.
Audience response to my movie was pretty positive, I hear from my friends. I was there, of course, but I was far too anxious and nervous to judge objectively how people reacted. In my mind, it’s not wholly improbable that a disgruntled audience member, after enduring five minutes of my brand of torture, will turn around, recognize me instantly as the one responsible for the film, and stab me to death.
Unfortunately, I don’t have a copy of The Mustache ready to view online quite yet. Hopefully, it’ll go up tomorrow, when I’ll have higher quantities of free time. It will be the first content update on Bombdotcom‘s website in not yet two years. Part of me feels that I should launch a new design for the site at the same time. Another part realizes I need less obstacles to prevent me from making timely updates.