It was the most difficult session that I had in my life... I've met talents who go all out to get the job done and end completely drained; I've seen talents throw tantrums when they can't get it right; I've been through talents with nasty diva temperaments; and I've been through talents timid as mice and as nonsensical as Ben Affleck on dope. But today... it was a totally new experience...
First of all, this was kinda like a favor. I mean, I don't have a problem with favors, just that I hope the beneficiaries could at least respect my time and expertise a little. Second, I know feelings and vibes are important, but not to the extent of having oneself committed so whole-heartedly to the point where the job cannot move on. Thirdly, when emotions overcome, clear up, then resume.
So as the story goes, we started on time at 2pm. It was a relatively long script to record - 9 whole pages on Mandarin text that needed clarity and expressions - plus I only had time till 5pm, which translated to 3 hours to get this done.
From the start, I was already being briefed IN GREAT DETAIL about the emotions for the entire passage. And me being me, this was the first time I've ever seen emotions being explained in exact details on a script. Honest. And I'm not kidding. Even breathing techniques were jotted down proper. I'm truly impressed.
I goaded the talent, who happened to be directing the read for the film too, to move along with the recording. Picky or not, as least we were all picking out bad parts and getting it down no matter how slowly.
And whoever said honey water and all that sweet soothing beverages are good for recordings, it's all bullshit. Trust me on this one. Sweet liquid creates phlegm, and phlegm makes you cough. And when you cough, your voice gives way. Duh. Simple logic please.
Anyway, coming back, so we were moving along slowly, although I was really pushing the session along for fear that the talent who lose her voice after 2 hours of non-stop recording, and by the two and a half hour, her voice was giving way. I must have called for breaks so often to the point we weren't getting much done anymore. Worse, she kept chit chatting during the breaks and I was like... OMG. Treasure your voice!
By the last summary, we were so darn close to finishing with the last 2 pages. Then it happened. She broke down. It was supposed to be a moving piece about losing something. Yes, I totally agree we need the emotions, but not this way! And she broke down. I called for a break to let her recover for her mucus was already damaging her voice. Oh, did I mention, she wanted to stand from the beginning?
Still, after like ten minutes, she was still going strong with the emo thing. I waited for another five before going back in and asking her to try again. It went on for a few lines before she broke down again. So I called for another break.
This time, after ten minutes, I kind of gave up, and told her to rest while I edit the chunk from the front. She okayed, and I just worked.
By 6pm, I was already running late. I asked if she could continue, and we went back to the last bit again. Then, she broke down again. I was like... OMG... don't do this to me. So I explained, in great lengths, how that is not gonna help. She understood, but couldn't control.
That was when I told her to just read it plainly without any emotions, feelings, attachment, or thoughts in it: just straight read it through. But even that, she sniffed, coughed, teared along the way.
I have been through countless sessions with people who don't even take as much pride or make the extra effort to sound convincing, but this is seriously the first time I've ever met anyone who was so involved. Not that it was a bad thing, but restraint has to be pratised to some extent, especially when it comes to mood pieces. Going over would just simply be a little too dramatic for a very inattentive crowd of today. Although, I must admit, it was somewhat moving.
Well, what can I say? In retrospect, it wasn't a bad thing even though I was late for my meeting, but neither was it any healthier than just breezing through it. I wouldn't know. Perhaps there will come a time when all these can be of more use and sense.
Baffling.
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