Episode One

So, uh, I shall begin another blog post with the word "So". So yeah, the first eighth of That Thing has been uploaded to the internet. Free for the world to see, to judge, to be entertained by or to move on and be entertained by the millions of other video things that compete for that brief blink of an eye that constitutes our lives. It is out there and I can finally stop trying to hype it up or make excuses. If you're curious enough, by all means please watch. I would appreciate it. Hopefully you'll dig it enough to seek out the next episode and so on, subscribe and maybe even comment, if it stirs up enough emotion and motivation in you to do so. Whatever you please.



I've been finding it difficult to write this entry, for at least a few reasons. Already at a third attempt at trying to definitively put down the last word on That Thing, and perhaps that's why it's not coming out easily. I've wanted that thing to end for years now, never to waste another thought on it. But here I am noodling on words for a vaguely egotistical purpose, thinking somebody actually wants to hear the how and why we made this thing. I suppose if nothing else it would be good to get this out now, a confessional while I can still remember what went on while making it. But nah. Ain't feeling it.

Simply put, the shooting of that thing wasn't that interesting. No real drama or anything, the shoots themselves came and went mostly without a hitch. Maybe we ran over schedule once or twice, but otherwise the shooting wasn't interesting. To me, the editing was the entertaining part, a slow decent into madness and such, but that's the part I actually wrote about in earlier entries of this blog. I don't think I could come up with any neat stories of behind the scenes happenings. Makes it difficult to come up with anything worth reading.

More importantly though, I don't want to sit here and explain That Thing. If I had to do that, then what was the point of doing it in the first place? That'll accomplish nothing but spoil whatever the viewer had in mind, taint their mental image of the flick. The one screening we had sometime last year, it was an alright evening. Got to watch the movie with a few other folks who were all going in completely blind, the best way to see a movie. But what happened after, the post screening Q&A, that wasn't fun, at least for me. People asked the obvious questions, the why was this like this or that like that. And I dislike answering those questions. If the viewer cared enough to ask, they should care enough to take a second to think about why it was done that way in the first place, right?

Don't mean to get on a high horse about that sort of thing, it's that borderline pretentious half of me speaking. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I don't really feel like saying anything. Sorry about that. If you have a question I'll try to answer it, but I'm not contributing anything more to this conversation other than the work itself. Hopefully it speaks for itself.