This is a film from way back in 2000 that was directed by Jon Shear and starred Dan Futterman. The main story was told in flashback while a series of Urban Legends dotted the narrative landscape. I'm not sure that I would have used as much music as Jon wanted, but, first time directors can be unwieldy dance partners.
I applaud all writer/directors that manage to go from soup to nuts, because I know what a long, daunting and arduous process that it is. I'm not kissing anybody's ass - I've just seen quite a few visions dwindle by the time picture is locked and I know how difficult it is to finish a simple audio disk, with a cast of 8 and a teeny fraction of the budget.
Anyway, this is the end scene. If you plan on Netflixing it - I hope I haven't spoiled the end for you.
A bit of trivia - last week at Gelson's Market in Hollywood I ran into Dan Futterman buying some ....wine?
olives?... he had no idea who I was, but when you work on a film in post - even though you've never met the actors, just seeing their faces for hours a day engenders a certain strange pseudo familiarity.
Needless to say, we had a few awkward moments and then I got back in my car and checked his wallet.
Oh, did I add that I'm a deft pickpocket?
This composing thing only brings in so much.
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