My brother Kevin is working on his computer animation degree at the University of Utah, and he had to make a live-action film for one of his classes this semester. (“Make” = write, cast, film, edit, compose score, produce, etc.) His professor encouraged them to avoid filming with animals and children (or children who are animals, in this case), but Kevin laughed at the wisdom and went ahead and used both (and then cursed himself– and his actors– later).
[My brother is extremely patient, but after a long, hot day of filming, after a long, hot week of filming, I heard his voice carry across the field. “What is WRONG with you?” he asked Anthony. After the scene was painstakingly blocked, lit and staged, and just *thisclose* to the camera going on, Anthony punched one of his sisters in the stomach, just because.]
So, here is the end result. I love it. My kids love it. Kevin’s professor loved it. I find myself humming the song, and I even heard it in my dreams last night. (I think I may have spent too many days in the hot sun, breaking up fights and wrangling whiny diva children child.)