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Never get the NTU Photo-Videographic Society to film anything for you. Unless of course you're looking for aesthetically deficient, technically incompetent and common-sense challenged idiots.
First of all - someone should tell him that three-legged thing called a tripod is supposed to help you keep the camera steady. It's not for shoving up your ass - which might have been what the moron did 'cause that would certainly explain the Blair-Witch-Project wannabe camera motions.
Aside from the fact that the guy apparently has Parkinson's Disease and had an epileptic fit for most of the concert, he also focused on the wrong people (like not having the solo singer in view at all), focused on the same people for the entire musical so that I hardly saw myself, and is incapable of zooming in and out smoothly, or panning smoothly. For that matter, he can't even keep two stationary people in focus. I suspect a trained chimpanzee could have done a better job.
Last but definitely not least, the editing. Never mind the erroneous, ugly subtitles. Never mind the missing starting of "Here, There, Everywhere" because they were changing tape or something. Never mind the inconsistent colour tone and lousy image quality. They inserted techno music for the credits. This is a choir concert, for crying out loud! What does the guy have in place of his brains, saline solution?! And he refuses to give us the original footage.
And then they had the absolute temerity to charge us $60 for it. An absolute disgrace - you have no idea how utterly depressing it is to consider that these idiots belong to the same species as me. It's one thing to be feckless and useless, and another thing be so inept when you're doing this for a client... if there were a Consumers' Association in this freaking place, I'd sue the skins off these imbeciles. We should have just left the camera on a tripod, at least it would be steady.
Someone should yank the balls of these guys over their heads and then hoist them up a flagpole by their own innards as a warning to others and to appease the Gods of Videography or whatever. In fact, give me their addresses and I'll do it.
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