Chapitre 558: Make-Up Proposal

I'm exhausted.

Perfection is exhausting, perfectionists are exhausting… and when you have an entire cast and crew hellbent on achieving such unreachable notions, you got yourself a right recipe for the slog of a lifetime. 

I mean, I get it, passion projects, every single person here was a diehard fan pouring their blood, sweat and tears in every frame of the scene, and they got my commendation.... but seriously, is it worth cutting a golden take, just cause a mug isn't tilted the right angle? 

Granted, it was my mug... and granted, perhaps it was blocking the shot, but still... couldn't have just edited it out in post?

Thankfully, after one exhausting morning later, the shoot was finally over.

While the cleaners entered the scene, with their brooms and mops, and, and the camera folks began dismantling equipment, I was navigating through a fine mess of broken props and spilled drinks, in hopes of finding a clean, empty spot to collapse myself onto.