UP III: Behind The Scenes

 

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An Internship at Unparalleled Productions
Part Two: Life in Tahoe

Story and photos by Graham Gephart

Preface: A life-long telemark skier from Vermont and rising junior at Harvard University, I am spending the summer on Lake Tahoe, California as an intern at Unparalleled Productions with Josh “Bones” Murphy, as we produce Unparalleled 3: Soul Slide. Working with Unparalleled means a wide range of work (everything from filming to writing, editing, and welding), distinctly divided by life in the office or studio and life on the road. Halfway through the summer, here is my take on life in the office and studio.

 

Above: Bones and Kraig at the audio mixer, working on the narration and other studio-recorded audio clips.

 

 

“PULL!!” comes the call, and an orange disc arcs across the blue California sky, tracing a doomed trajectory. As a crash echoes up the canyon, a wad of shotgun pellets explodes the clay pigeon into a myriad of shards. When each piece hits the dry ground, worries and tensions disappear into thin air like their respective clouds of dust.

Making ski movies is not easy work, especially in the heat of summer, when bills grow larger, the deadlines closer, and the winter’s work farther away. Sometimes it’s too much to deal with, and you have to let off some of the pressure. Today is definitely one of those days, and after looking over sales prospects and the post-production schedule, Bones and I decide to do some trap shooting to try to do just that.

Not that demolition and firearms hold a place in the week’s regular schedule; today isn’t even a typical workday. Rather, it’s a Sunday, one that I would never call lazy in a thousand years. It’s a Sunday that began with contract proposals, article writing, and studio planning. It now sees shotgun shells, clay pigeons, and distant targets. Yet before this Sunday ends and the sun dips below the peaks of the Sierras, it will see more brainstorming, small engine repair, and a lesson in how to ride a newly repaired motorcycle. A solid 12-hour Sunday, this day epitomizes life and work at Unparalleled Productions, a veritable “mixed bag.”

Truth be told, there is no regular workweek schedule, no 9-to-5 routine. Home and office together, I’m as likely to answer a business call at 10 p.m. as I am at 10 a.m. That assumes, of course, that Bones and I are in the office and not in the editing studio of Tin Pan Alley on the South Shore, with Kraig, or on the road with any number of other projects. And if today’s planning is any indication, the next 30 days will be a progression of post- production craziness.

Right photo: The offline editor in the backroom of the Tin Pan Alley Studios, where Bones and I did most of our editing work. With me at the machine controls and Bones holding a huge stack of shot lists, we compiled the rough sketch of the entire film on the timeline with music.

Amidst the 80-degree temperatures of late morning, a light breeze blew a notebook page back and forth. Wintry footage has long since come and gone, but the page blowing in the summer air contained a shot list of things Bones still needs. Headshots, product shots, logos, titles, lifestyle, and other smaller segments must still come to fruition, happening simultaneously with the early construction of the finished film. Somewhere in that tangled schedule, we will need to make a big sales push with sponsors, put forth an advertising campaign for the public, and organize the fall tour for UP 3: Soul Slide.

And then it’ll happen. There will be days where we live life in the studio, and as the deadline draws closer, those days will become more frequent. So far it’s just been shorter trips, but I’ve been warned. We’ll spend two, three, maybe more days in a row down in the studio, editing for up to 16 hours a day as the deadline approaches. I remember it all too well from my own video project two years ago; only this time I’ll go through it with Bones and Kraig, not on my own.

Right photo: This is the main editing machine out in the main room of the studio. Once Bones and I built the rough sketch of the film, we moved it out to the main machine where Kraig Catton of Tin Pan Alley joined us to polish and fine tune the film, adding dissolves, effects, titles, doing audio work, etc.

“PULL!!” yells Bones, and two clay pigeons float through the Tahoe air, lofted high on the summer breeze. Bones fires, and I back him up. One explodes, obliterated by a clean shot, while the other crashes down untouched. The tension is gone; we’re both more relaxed. There will be many insane, busy days in the month ahead. It doesn’t faze me though; in fact, I’m kind of looking forward to it, this “mixed bag,” every part of it.

 

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