Before I get into that I'd like to explain how in the last little while (really the last year or so) I've been feeling more and more lost. Certainties that I thought I could always without question count on turned out to be finite things. Things change, life goes on. Adapt or die. Blah, blah, blah.
In short my life has been turned inside out and backwards the last bit. I have struggled and struggled and tried to be patient (a lesson I thought I had already learned, apparently NOT) and at times mentally given up...only to quickly repeal the thought and resume tilting. As I said before I'm too much of an optimist at heart but it wasn't until tonight I realized just how utterly depressed I had become.
One of the guys at work wanted to have a short little meeting before our employee screening of Finding Nemo. He bugged several people for ideas and things they wanted to say and do and I found myself being talked into doing some short animation. I'm still not honestly quite sure why I did it but for the most part of last night and today that is what I worked on. Two *extremely* crummy pieces of animation, done roughly on paper, heavily doctored in Photoshop and assembled in Premiere. I added the voices AFTER the fact by having some of my coworkers leaning over my laptop after being told to enunciate.
I thought the 2 little shorts I cranked out were kind of amusing...but I was embarassed at the quality or lack thereof with them.
I was dreading the half hearted chuckles I got ...and still continue to get when I first sat in an audience that saw Tea for Two for the first time.
I worked so hard on that short...and while it's true, people laugh more now that it's done...now that they can see what is going on, I remember sitting in the student screening and hearing the chuckles...but no real laughs. It was hard. I mean, I'm hugely proud of Tea for Two...mostly that I finished the darn thing but it's always bugged me that it just isn't really THAT funny.
Tonight I sat in an audience that saw the two little bits of animation I cranked out in less than TWENTY FOUR HOURS...and sat there slack jawed as they ROARED. I couldn't BELIEVE how hard people were laughing!!! There were people that literally had tears pouring down their face. Five minutes after they played I could still hear people cracking up thowing the wisecracks out again. I think for the rest of the summer I'm going to hear people repeating those lines that I thought were kind of funny.
It was amazing.
It made me remember why I got into this in the first place. I love to draw. I love to make people laugh. Oh, the animation was crappy. Crappy, crappy, crappy...and they would NEVER be *anything* I would put on a reel.
But it was like waking up listening to all those people laughing around me...at something I did.
Pixar has knocked the ball out of the park again. Ellen DeGeneris swims away with the show. (Sorry, couldn't resist,) AND...we finally find out what seagulls are really saying. (Don't want to spoil anything but for the rest of your life whenever you hear a seagull what you are going to hear is...) It was also a huge treat seeing the name of my friend from school scroll by. She was a layout lead in the Tank Department and it's wonderful seeing the stuff she's been working on.
Finding Nemo has heart and like most Pixar films a whole lot of pathos. Marlin is this overprotective father...which is explained before the opening credits. Bambi's mother...Mufasa...they ain't nothin'. It doesn't help that poor Nemo has an underdeveloped fin which makes his already angsty father even more smothering.
There are going to be a bazillion reviews out there but this movie, hands down is my favorite movie of the year so far...and believe you me, I've seen a lot of them. Go see it. Drop everything you are doing and go see this movie. Many, MANY times. Go. Now.
(oh yeah, and it's worth the price of admission just to see Dory speaking whale. Priceless.)
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