Friday, 30 November 2007

Grade Runner

Overheard the following bleat today from editor to director while installing a routine piece of kit that said team were too important to do themselves........

"It’s time to put something back into this industry and spread my genius around a bit. I never thought I would say this but I’m getting a bit tired of the big city, there was a time when I couldn’t live without 70 hour coke fuelled edit sessions followed by a three day bender around Soho, waking up with my cock in some sixteen year olds work experience girls mouth and then onto the next project. But now I’m thinking of settling down a bit and getting out of London as my partner has our first child on the way. Maybe after selling up our Stoke Newington town house we can buy a run down farm in Somerset like Hugh's. Tab’s can make organic chutney, I might even take up grouse shooting like my uncle used to. Or perhaps we could move to Cornwall, they love city people down there as we have so much more money than them. I could go surfing every morning before hitting the edit suite.

(pauses while takes sip of purdeys)

I feel a reel sense of duty as even though you can get a Starbucks most places these days the provinces are really lagging behind on decent post-production. Every one knows you cant get a decent grade outside of W1. So all I have to do is move to somewhere outside of London and my skills will blow these bumpkins minds. Set up shop in one of these provincial towns where they just make wildlife programs or daytime TV and my big city skills will clean up. Even better somewhere rural so remote that you cant even find it on sat nav. I'll get tabs to work her Grand Designs magic on a old barn and start a rural facilities house called The Barn or the Farmyard, something like that. Because I’ll be the only one offering a serious London grade outside of Soho all the semi retired execs living out in the sticks will beat a path to my door!"

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