Wednesday, June 8, 2005

Things fall apart How do you complain when your life is as good as mine? I have all the things I could ever need, and much, much more. But this has been a sad day for me. I can't remember if I've blogged about this, but until yesterday afternoon, the H and I thought we'd be moving to Europe late in the summer, so that he could be on the set of his first produced film. He's a screenwriter, and has written for and been produced in television, but hasn't yet had a movie made. If you don't know much about the film business, suffice it to say that the odds of making a living as a writer are terrible, and the odds of actually seeing your work made into a movie are miniscule. (My darling Mieke has written some about this, I think.) Anyway, the H is lucky. Damn lucky. Very talented, too. But yesterday, the film that is his baby, the script that started his career, got him his agent, got him other jobs that have supported us for five years now, went from 60 to 0 in no time flat. For the last nine months, we've thought it was going to get made; for the last month, we've been beginning to plan uprooting all four of us to go live in Prague and London. But instead, the studio which was to finance the movie pulled the plug on the production, at least for now, because they weren't satisfied with the actors that they'd gotten committed to the film thus far--and let's just say, those actors were Academy Award Nominee Man and Academy Award Winner Woman. While they may lack the heat of Brangelina, they were amazing, strong choices for the roles they were to play. There are no doubt other issues at play, and the studio knows its needs better than I can--duh. But I am so, so sad for my sweetheart. He is handling this major disappointment remarkably well, probably better than I would in his place, and, to be fair, the movie isn't dead. Just kind of unconscious. The studio says they still want to make it; the director says he still wants to make it--in a year. We'll see. The sad thing is, this always happens. And, if I'm honest with myself, just last week, I was thinking that things were going too well for us, that something had to go wrong...and better this than something with our family or friends. I have enough perspective to know that. So does the H. We are blessed beyond measure in so many ways. But I am still so sad for him. 9:35:01 PM     comment [] trackback []