We were able to get about 60% of the tracks finished today, which wasn't bad given our late start. Paul and I kept going back and forth between a normal, healthy state of filmmaker's perfectionism and a "what the hell, they're only M&E tracks" bad attitude. I continually had to fight down the feeling that I was mutilating the project I'd worked so lovingly on for years. Sometimes we'd do a painstaking job on a scene, then review it and be weirded out at the perverted spectacle of a movie with the dialogue magically removed. When Paul would do a really good job, you could hear, say, the creak of a chair as an actor sits down, even as he or she is chatting away noiselessly the whole time. I won't be sorry when this job is over.
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