Today I had a meeting with the producer I worked with a few weeks back shooting the rave for the over 40s.
Seems the editor she worked with over the last three weeks has not been doing a satisfactory job, and so she called on me. Why she did not just get me to edit the promo in the first place I do not know, but she did now. So, at 3pm, I started work on an edit.
I already had the 80-some minutes of footage I had shot, she gave me 4 or so hours of music and 30-ish stills, accompanied by some vague instructions. I told her I’d have an edit with her by 7pm. Not entirely sure what she wanted, other than a minute-long promo.
By 6pm she had the first cut. A second by 6:30, and a final cut coloured, animated and effected just after 10pm. 7 hours after the job was initiated.
In short, I kicked the shit out of her previous editor, creating a full cut in literally 1/75 of the time it took my predecessor to compile the very same footage into something that was subpar.
So, yes. Hire me some. Because I have a good hundred or so empty hours between other jobs until I take a couple of weeks off to escape England – so contact me and fill them with work. Because fuck knows I don’t sleep much, I get bored with free time, and there’s only so much drinking one incredibly talented little mofo like me can do…