And That’s All I Have to Say About That

Last week, I told you about my friend and her favoritest director in the whole wide world.

Brandon’s comment caught my attention:

Finish the story! How’d she handle that extremely, uh, awkward situation? With all seriousness, I’d love to hear how she handled this/what the fallout was/how her post supervisor and/or coordinator handled it afterward.

It’s funny, but it didn’t even occur to me that the story wasn’t finished.

My friend reacted the only way one can react to this sort of situation– she shut her eyes and thought of England.

It kind of reminds me of a scene from Full Metal Jacket:

“Sir, the private believes that any answer he gives will be wrong.”

There’s no good response.  Should she reiterate that the director was at fault?  Is he going to be like, “Oh, now I understand your predicament.  I retract my earlier, heated remarks.  Please accept my sincere apologies.”?

Fuck, no.  He’d fire my friend.  In fact, she was lucky  to not be fired, anyway.  Most of these big headed directors can’t take the time to learn their flunky’s names, nor do they have the attention spans to hold a real grudge.  But if he’d wanted my friend fired, the post coordinator would have done it.

As it stands, the director probably doesn’t even remember that it happened.

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  1. That really sucks. Now I know you and your friend must have had some good experiences with directors. I’ve worked with some monsters, but I’ve also worked with guys who, even though I was a super low on the totem pole PA, took the time to take good care of me and ever really supportive. I know the awesome big name director is the unicorn of the film world, but they’re out there.

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