The rain had been steady all weekend. Occasionally I’d look outside and think how lucky we, The Goat Embryo Project, were to have the weather we had last weekend for our shoot.
Although, even if the weather had been as miserable as it was this weekend, we would have dealt with it. And I reckon we would have had just as much fun.
Manimal Planet had its premiere screening last night. A whole row was taken up by us (and a few more seats the next row down) all cheering and joking. And that was before the movie started! (Helped in part by the wine we had our pot luck dinner beforehand – kia ora Sharon for hosting us!)
Confession time. During the week I had worried about our little film – was it as funny as we had thought, or was it 4.30 am playing tricks on us? What if I had totally misjudged our work?
Well there were laughs (and not just from our row) and the story stood up. In fact I based my voting on the stories that the films told. If the story wasn’t clear and had a resolution at the end I didn’t vote for it. Even if I had a few laughs it wasn’t enough. Story is king.
Funny isn’t it? Years of people telling me this, studying structure and the Hero’s Journey; and it finally clicks. The water has finally worn away the stone.
On Saturday, after I had written my post, I realised how much my ego has tripped up my writing this year. I was worried about how my play would be viewed in years to come. I wanted to prove that I was a good writer – and I was determined to use all my tricks to prove it. I forgot that my story is the most important thing in my writing.
And there’s nothing like seeing that principle in practice on the big screen to really hammer it home.