Holding on to the cracks in our foundations

The Eton Crow blog is now - we think - on Stumbleupon.

This may literally double our readers - given that we only have one confirmed reader at the time of going to press, we kind of hope we might get a few others.

The Demo Reel - twenty-seven minutes of joy that we love but that probably makes no sense to anyone who hasn't:

(A) Got the love for samurai films

(B) Got the tolerance to sit through three minutes of badly pastiched samurai film action

(C) Likes efforts at Craxploitation and can put up with Benny Hill references

(D) Got the love for Disco and a man constantly adjusting his fake mustache on camera

(E) Got any love for a mockumentary about a film that, to all intents and purposes, doesn't exist

(F) Played Final Fantasy (FFX, specifically)

(G) Seen this

(H) Got any love in their soul for a first attempt at filmmaking, bad lighting, odd sound choices, ninjas and all.

It's kind of difficult right now, because there's a kind of tense euphoria at having finished the damn thing, coupled with a feeling of let-down because we've finished the damn thing.

Basically, we here at Eton Crow like to be working. When the work's done, we feel kind of redundant. Plus, there's a constancy of feeling that if we went back, ripped the whole thing apart and put it together again, that it could somehow be better. So we have to actually restrain our editor from doing this, because if he did, we'd never see him again.

Looking in the tape chest, we actually have something like thirty hours of tapes and footage. If we let our editor loose, he could probably make a full-length film from what we've got on tape.

Of course, it would make no sense whatsoever. But when has that ever been a problem?

So, the demo reel is finished. It's kind of old school - basically because we can't afford the new school - the DVD case is just Text On A Background, and the dvd is, naturally, a DVDR. We've sent out seven and given out a further two, but so far, only one person has actually admitted to having received it, which is a little troubling.

Well, such, as our director says, is life.