Kick it to me, kick it to me
May 25th 2007 06:43
Producers don’t get Oscars, it’s a fact of life.
Just like bass players get laughed at.
So when a film hits the big-time there’s a queue for the credit. Push and shove.
Who gets the credit? Who did most of the work? Who cares?
When do you ever hear someone in the Australian film industry say;
I'd just like to thank Joe from Joe’s Carwash because his tax dollars along with a shitload of other Australians paid for most of this film…
Never.
What a brilliant industry.
I can just see it now. I producer walks into a Balmain eatery. A director is sitting at the preferred table. But it’s no ordinary director. It’s the one the producer got to do that film that made it big but everyone thinks the director is the star.
But I did all the work…
Who’s the star?
So there’s a fight. Stuffed olives are flying. But no ordinary olives. These are;
Amazing green olives, which are pureed and bound back together with gelatin. They have the consistency of egg yolk melting in your mouth but tasting of olive…
Indeed.
In the end nothing is resolved. Films of no consequence are made with Government money and people on welfare beg for ciggie butts. Another day in Balmain.
Until next time and happy film-making.
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Comment by JohnDoe
Film & TV on DVD
Film is such a collaborative effort anyway, to cite one crew member for a films success or failure is to not understand the process.