Tuesday, 1 February 2011

A nervous breakdown

There is still one enormous block of work we need to get out of the way before we can properly start to chat over the project with prospective Line Producers, splatter guys, SFX experts, etc. The production breakdown.

Basically, this is an 80-page spreadsheet with everything in it, pulled out scene by scene. The characters, featured zombies, every prop, every stunt, every element of gore, each special effect, additional sounds, animals, vehicles, wardrobe elements, every time a costume gets a piece of splatter on it…

It’s an absolute monster.

The bitch of it is that although it tries to lure you into a state of mindless repetition, if you let your guard down and stop concentrating even for a moment it is stupidly easy to make a mistake. And then chances are you have to correct the same mistake on every sheet that has gone beforehand. The further in you go, the slower it becomes and the more you have to fixate on the minutiae.

So, you can imagine my delight when Jake rocked up this morning sporting the most heinous of hangovers.

Actually, to be fair to him, he rocked up in a pretty good mood, ready to tackle the beast head on. The hangover only settled in later as he slowly sobered up.

School-night Jagers? I’m talking to you, @ThreeSpoons.

Still, we made it through to scene 14 (the end of the first act) before the mind-fog had descended too far to carry on navigating. It’ll be interesting to see how far we get tomorrow, if only to accurately calibrate the reduction in efficacy that a night on the pop represents; I’m expecting it to come out at around 30%.

But on a more positive note, we received a much thinner package from Companies House than we’re used to. Step aside, signed picture of Carrie Fisher; we need the frame. Professional.


  1. I think it was the excitement here that triggered my backward hangover.

  2. That should be framed in freeze dried road kill. I'm sure the local primary schools could get a bit of an arts and crafts session on the go for you... having a 5 year old create a pheasant/fox/badger(lol)/rabbit infused Picasso masterpiece would be a festering mess of total awesomeness.