12th March 2009

Our wisdom reported to us, that we are at high risk of instant heart attack after the misfortune. Shrugging was the last move I did when paramedics left us helpless. Footage cannot be edited in Premiere Pro after we had transfer it from After Effects. Missing folders of information could not be found. Computers cannot read the projects format. Files are too huge to be transfer through thumb drives. Most of our hard disk cannot connect to Windows. There only a few of them that can work. Our camera cannot connect to Final Cut Pro. No matter how many times, how many alternatives these data won't link and make the rest go working. Even doctors are at their wits.

After an injection of insulin, the exported AVI format gave us hope. It reacts. But what we edited previously in After Effects wasn't what we wanted. So the one-piece footage is somehow useless. Adrenaline continues flowing. We freaked out. Moreover, everyone was squeezing into one ambulance. Trying to import whatever they took, but cables and ports complicate matters. They needed my laptop and I know its a must to help. Just another few drops of the hormone will leave us, eyes shut. 

Evidence pointed out that technology is the killer. At then, it must be happy. Yet, just before our heavy eyelids come together, we decide to make the last struggle.

Reimport every footage all over again. Re-choose. Re-arrange. Re-edit. Basically re-do. 

We did everything we could. After importing, we decide to export it to quicktime which took very long. Long enough for me to carry it home, switched on. As soon as it completed, we are all relieved. Now, technology being handcuffed, can no longer smile.

We are left with editing, animation, visuals, music and subtitles.

Posted by: Hui Yu