I wonder whether I could make this film if it would take place in Madrid. There’s something about travelling for 14 hours which really helps you getting your mind from one place to the next. Something very necessary, in this case.
I was upgraded to business (well, I asked and they accepted – never hurts to ask) which makes the transitional experience somewhat different. Usually I spend the entire time folded between my own seat and the one in front of me cursing Iberia and vowing never to fly them again. This time I slept horizontally… (a luxury for a documentary filmmaker). Other times I’ve arrived in a sticky and rusty Managua relieved, this time I can’t get enough of the fact that I can use my laptop and charge it at the same time. 🙂
Truly and seriously, I find the trip very important to get my mind “into” the shoot. Tomorrow Sujeylin will be confronted with the camera again. She’ll have to wear the microphone, something she’s liking less and less. Am I ready to do her generousity justice? It’s those hours and hours, strapped in at 30,000 feet, which help me prepare for that. And it makes me wonder whether I could get up in Madrid, have breakfast, take the metro, and shoot a similar film. I don’t think so.