In an earlier post, I discussed how I prefer gray skies in films and in life. In just six days we resume production on ISN’T IT ROMANTIC? Weather permitting, all the shooting will be exteriors and that includes the climatic final scene. There is a hurricane that is supposed to move through our area early next week. We should see quite a bit of rain. It’s supposed to be gone well before we shoot on Friday. I certainly hope so. But, I so badly want it to leave the overcast behind.
I went into this in a fair amount of detail in the other post. However, I went for a long walk this morning and took a good look at my surroundings. I snapped some photos with my cell camera. I’m in another one of my melancholy moods. Not depressed at all, and honestly, I’m in really good spirits overall. I’m very pleased with the way the movie is going and excited to get back to it. I’ve also started a feature screenplay with my writing partner. We’re off to a great start and I am very excited about that project as well. My future abounds with possibilities. It’s just the contrast between what’s happening in my movie, to what happens in my life.
As I looked through the haze at the warmly colored leaves under the gray expanse of clouds, I thought more about why this atmospheric condition affects me the way it does. Why do I associate love and romance with what other people would consider dreary weather?
Fall for me, has always been a melancholy time of year. Summer is my favorite season and seeing it end makes me feel a little sad. As a child, summer was a season of freedom, and although I loved learning, the return of school was a loss of that freedom. So autumn has always made me a little blue. Over the last decade or so, I’ve grown to really appreciate the beauty of the changing leaves and even enjoy the brisk cooler weather that fall brings. Also the anticipation of the start of the holiday season beginning with Thanksgiving. Still, though, the sadness lingers.
I was originally planning to shoot ISN’T IT ROMANTIC? in the summer. For financial and logistical reasons, that wasn’t possible. I’m glad it worked out that way because I’m much more satisfied with the story taking place against the backdrop of fall. Today, I dug further into my thoughts and feelings and came up with more reasons for why I like overcast days.
What do people think of when they hear the words “love” and “romance”? For many, I suppose it’s reasonable to say they would think of a spouse or significant other, the person they love. Others might think of traditional symbols, hearts, flowers, candlelight, moonlight. I’m sure weather wise, most people think of the warmth of the sun, blue skies and clear nights, traditionally happy conditions.
I can’t think of a significant other when I hear those words because I don’t have one. I’ve never been married and I haven’t had a girlfriend in a long, long time. To be perfectly honest, it’s unlikely that I ever will again. So for me, romance is an abstract concept. Actually more than abstract, it’s fictional. It only exists in literature, plays and films. Only in my dreams. That’s what gray, hazy and overcast days do. They impart a dreamlike quality to everything. That’s why I need that in my film. It’s pure fantasy, a dream. I need it to look that way because what happens in the movie is so implausible. It could never happen in real life.
It’s such an important part of why I do what I do. I’ve always had little fantasies. We all do. I just need to play them out someplace. That’s why I write and why I’ve started making films. I have all this stuff inside of me, things that I feel uncomfortable sharing. I have to get them out. If I put them on the screen, it won’t change my life, but at least I can do something positive with them. Entertain people and maybe make a slight difference in somebody’s life.
Keep your fingers crossed for me. No rain on November 2, but please give me my gray sky.