When i say LOST, what do you first think of?
Jack? Kate? matthew fox? evangeline lilly? Any of the other characters?
Did any of you think of Damen Lindelof? JJ Abrams?
In case you didn't know, they are the directors/producers of the show.
I just watched another episode of One Tree Hill and i realised i really liked it. And i realised that how successful a show is relies heavily on -- not the actors, but the directors!
Being a director is stressful - you gotta decide what camera angle you want the scene shot at / what scenes you want in what order / what background music/sounds you want to have at each scene (a very very crucial part) / what voiceovers you want (e.g. narrator, such as in OTH), and what will be said in those narrative parts.
you gotta decide how you want each actor and actress to look and feel. All the little movements, hand gestures, all have to be pictured and imagined in your mind.
I believe one of the reasons why shows like LOST and One Tree Hill are pretty successful is because of their talented directors. For example, just for the premiere episode of Season 1 of LOST - if you remembered, it started with Jack lying on the floor in the forest, and the camera right at his eye.
After watching some interviews with the directors, i learnt that there were actually other variations, such as jack standing upright in a tree, then gaining consciousness and seeing the dog, etc.
For One Tree Hill, it's even harder - every episode starts and ends with someone talking, in a very crisp, emo-sounding voice, with pauses at appropriate places for dramatic effect, and the scene changes accordingly for maximum effect.
The scriptwriters must be praised then, having to choose appropriate words to use for each episode. It's really really cool how they fit what they have to say to what scenes they show.
All hail the directors.
On a different note.
Feeling a little moody suddenly, just today. Don't know whether it's seeing other people being moody that led to this. Or whether it's the sudden wave of nostalgia, the recollection of sweet memories. That's the sad thing about memories -- they're in the past. You wish you could have them back.. but you know you can't.
Don't know whether it's the realisation that i have 2 months left before i embark on yet another tedious and long year of studying. And the approaching of yet another major exam which i'll have to mug my ass off. The period where i wake up and the first thing i think of is not what i'm having for breakfast but what i'm going to study that day.
Don't know whether it's thinking of the Oral Presentation that i have in several weeks time, and knowing that i'll be nervous and i hate speaking in front of groups but having to force myself to.
Don't know whether it's losing 2 consecutive games of dota against people i have always won against. Don't know whether it's because i was surprised when halfway through playing i suddenly didn't feel like playing and started wondering about all these, when dota usually occupied my mind totally.
Don't know whether it's thinking of friends and wishing i could spend more time with them, just to talk. Just to talk about fun, carefree things. not about when their next paper is, or where they plan to study later on.
Don't know whether it's savouring the moment when i have no stresses - not worrying about the next test, the next exam, the next assignment -- and realising that the moment is limited, it will end. And when that ends, everything i was enjoying not doing would return. Everything that weighed me down and burdened my mind would return.
Don't know whether it's wondering how a certain friend felt about poor results. Wondering what life would be like without that person next year if she couldn't get promoted. Wondering how bad she felt, and how to make her feel better, trying to, and then getting dejected because of failing to do so.
Don't know whether it's not playing basketball after watching some inspiring basketball yesterday, and knowing that i will never be able to play like that even though i try. Whether i will be able to remain fit and healthy even when i dont exercise and sit around all day like a bum. Whether i will be able to gain weight and get a bigger body.
I really don't know. and i can keep going on about what i wonder is making me moody. but i guess it would just make me feel worse. Uncertainty. the worse thing you can have, the trait that destroys your confidence, that puts the stutter in your speech, that puts the hesitation in your actions, that damper in your step.
I miss that moment. I really do.
I think i got it.
