I now know why the rough cut is called a suicide cut in the media. This is awful.
Okay, it’s not the absolute worst, but it could be 10x better than it actually is. I don’t want to sound like a broken record or anything, but it really was the small time constraint the people allowed at the school: 30 minutes. Had we had been granted more time, we would’ve been more preapred. It was also our lack of preparation with not having a super clear shot-by-shot which is what we should’ve done, but it slipped our minds to have something like that readily available.
For the blood we used some spray fake blood we bought from Party City… which ended up running out, so we had to improvise with some ketchup. We probably should’ve prepared with more blood, but I didn’t really think I would need that much, but we made it work. While I was at a thrift store that day for getting a few other things for our set (shoes, a sheet so the blood wouldn’t get on the carpet, and a shirt), I saw some cheap pearls that would work for the sort of victim we were looking for: an innocent, vulnerable classy girl helpless in her room, her most vulnerable place, and killed… that got dark really quick. I ended borrowing a carpet from our Media Studies teacher that he, for some reason, had lying around in his class room, thanks Engle.
Although… it was the dustiest thing I’ve ever encountered in my entire life. We had to stand outside and air it out for a good 20 minutes before it didn’t look as dusty anymore. It was so heavy too, so it was hard to even hold onto most of the time.
All in all, it’s not bad for a rough cut, but after seeing everything together, we definitely need to reconsider some aspects of our title sequence.
Into The Truth 