Sunday, 8 September 2013

Accelerator Cables? Where we're going we don't need accelerator cables..

You are wrong Doc.

I am writing this blog to you whilst sitting on the edge of the A970 just outside of Lerwick. Dirk, my brother, was driving us out west when all of a sudden, climbing the brae, his accelerator pedal stopped working, the wire snapped. He’s away right now, we flagged down a car, he’s getting a lift to get some parts to fix it. Meanwhile many cars have just driven on by, all kinds of vehicles, red and white and silver. 


Van

I thought, given the time spent sitting in the car before Dirk get’s back, I’d blog. I had a few plans to blog earlier this week but it has been hectic. My main aim was to get a blog post written during Screenplay’s 24 hour film challenge. In which Maddrim was given the following requests from the audience:

    Line - “a small step for man, a giant leap for mankind.”
    Prop – a beer bottle
    Setting – King Harald Street Play Park
    Character – Sensible person

We were given all this at 8pm Thursday and had to have the film ready to screen at 8.30pm the next day (before the screening of The Exorcist).

We had hashed up a plan of action, drafted a rough script, acquired specific roles, ate some Chinese takeaway and we were off.


Moving props. Picture from https://twitter.com/maddrim 

Thursday night involved filming the first half of the first section (there were three), capturing and editing, whilst others got props, wrote the next sections, storyboarded and built to small and two larger rockets.

I could go into greater detail about the filming and editing of the 24hourfilm, however that would involve way too many spoilers. All you need to know is we were up working on it till 4.30am and then we were up again the following day at 7.30. Shooting right up till tea time while Chris Halcrow was constantly capturing and editing. We had it finished around six then the lovely Simon or Ronas Media got the film onto a blue-ray for us. There were times where I thought I could blog, but then, aside from my leaving lunch with work colleagues, it was never ending, and it was great.


There was a lot of doubt around the project, and not unrightly so. Film making, in fact, just screening a film can go awry ALL THE TIME. There was also a worry ideas, plots, the actual film itself would suffer due to the time restriction in place. This could go on..


I have finally found Spaced gifs.
The enjoy-ability of this blog has increased 23 fold.

So, the film has been shown, it worked. Maybe I'm biased, but I feel it worked so well and I love the finished film so much, it is now one of my all time favourite Maddrim films.

Many thanks to all those who supported, helped and jamp into the project full of enthusiasm. You're credited on the film... which I will post it's own special blog post for once it is online for your eyes.

On a side note, I am now at home in Selivoe. The parts Dirk got to fix the car worked (washer and some nuts) and we made it back to the house by midnight, after stopping along Magnus'. So we got home 11 hours later than planned, I should also mention we were leaving Lerwick itself about 7 hours later than planned, so the car breaking down was just a part of the adventure. HOME SWEET HOME.


Now to a more personal note, I feel that I've also kept this blog on a level of noncoherent thoughts that are usually focussed on film, tv, ipods or buying bread. I never really delve much into my life, what I am doing on a more private level. Reasons for this vary through: 

-It's not interesting
-Anyone can read this blog
-I don't want to give the internet too much of my soul
-I'm terrified of conspiracy theories
-TV is the best

However, I think that giving too little information about myself make for very little context of many of the stories here. Also, I am leaving Shetland to move to Amsterdam with my boyfriend Hayden, and if I don't explain that now it's going to be confusing on this blog when all my photos of foodstuffs have name's like HAGELSLAG and APPELSTROOP, which is what I'm about to live off.

Also I think moving to a new country, finding a new job, finding new clubs to join (Dutch Maddrim?) will be interesting, and for me blogging about it will give me another way to meditate and think about how I'm settling in and a nice way to keep in touch with home. I believe blog posts are a nicer way to read what a friends been up to than a quick facebook status update. Although I've been watching Vines on Youtube lately and they are great, I need to get something to make vines on. Like an Ipod3*.

So the first foray into my life I'll tell you about Hayden without saying so much I'd want consent. He's my partner and he has just started studying at the Conservatorium Van Amsterdam on the double bass. The jazz course. He doesn't really know his internet memes, or he has a wicked sense of humour.


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From: Hayden Hook
Sent: 13 August 2013 12:45
To: Robertson Marjolein
Subject: Re:
 
hay there no credit

but ye come over at 1:00
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From: Robertson Marjolein
Sent: 13 August 2013 12:50
To: Hayden Hook
Subject: Re:

Cool will do. Maybe five past one.


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From: Hayden Hook
Sent: 13 August 2013 12:53
To: Robertson Marjolein
Subject: Re:
          thats you with straight teeth

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She does have the most exceptional teeth.


Right, I'm off for a swim in the sea and a row. Thanks for reading everyone, just time for the goodbyes, the thankses and the asterix at the end that if you didn't scroll down for earlier I bet you forgot about till now didn't you?




Thanks to:
https://twitter.com/maddrim 
www.businessinsider.com  

*Note to self: Send apple the series of blog posts about rescuing my ipod from the sea and maybe they'll send me and Ipod3 and by that I mean an Iphone3. That works in Holland.

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