The sounds of the city streets were the only things keeping him awake. The constant revving of the cars, the yelling vendors, the construction hammers—he needed all of them after his early morning job, a full day of classes, and this job, which wouldn’t be over until nine o’clock.
The level of professionalism a film reaches is directly correlated with the amount of time the professional spends making it and the team he or she has.
My father’s old office is stuffed with papers, dry rotted furniture, and rodents. His death left me with a mountain of work that has to be done, including cleaning out and selling his office building.
The sweat covered handle of the briefcase in his right hand kept slipping from his grip. In it was the presentation of his life’s work, neatly prepared to convince a board of executives to see his invention as the future of travel and the salvation of the environment.
No one blamed him. But he blamed himself. He erected a fence between the children and his work, to keep them safer.