Spanner Films - India

India

Nic Seton — Fri, 04 Sep 2009 14:59:04 +0000

A good turn out for the Global Premiere, 22nd September, 2009, many climate conscious young people there. Plans for more Indie Screenings throughout the year.

We apologise for the break in diary service

franny — Wed, 27 Jun 2007 07:21:23 +0000

Hello anyone who might be reading this.

Sorry I haven't had a moment to get the diary entries from August to December up here.

Getting deeply annoyed

sylvia — Tue, 26 Jun 2007 11:51:45 +0000

Getting deeply annoyed with Lizzie as her holiday in India seems to be ever extending. It started as a week, then became 9 days, now I've just got an email saying it's going to extend again unless I have "violent objections".

Two weeks holiday during Crude? What does she think this is, a proper job? She'll be wanting a pension plan and health cover next.

The last ever flight for Crude

sylvia — Tue, 26 Jun 2007 11:14:30 +0000

Sharing a bed & office for the best part of 2 years...

Photograph: Charlotte Rushton

Putting film before friend

sylvia — Mon, 14 May 2007 16:01:09 +0000

Everything's gone pear-shaped. The surgeon sprang a last-minute major decision on Best Pal just before she had to go in for the operation. Exactly the reason she'd wanted me to always be there - to help disentangle the jargon. But I wasn't, and now she thinks she made the wrong decision and isn't blaming me as such, but did say, "I've never needed anyone as much as I needed you then, and you weren't there". So now I'm feeling guilt-stricken that I put my film before my friend.

Cattle class to Heathrow

sylvia — Mon, 14 May 2007 15:56:35 +0000

I've been helping my Best Pal wade through a million and one medical decisions to do with major surgery she has to have next year. She gets bamboozled by the doctors, so I've been going along to her appointments and taking notes. Which is fine, except two days ago they called her and said they have a cancellation and her operation is... today.

Documentary poetry with Jeh

sylvia — Mon, 14 May 2007 15:52:01 +0000

Our hero

Photograph: Patrick Igonet

No airport filming passes for non-Indians

sylvia — Mon, 14 May 2007 15:48:43 +0000

I've been following the cabin crew around for days, trying to film them doing their life raft practice.

Day one, we all got to the pool, but it was only three-feet deep, so hard to practise drowning.

Day two, we get to pool two, they all change into their shorts, t-shirts and life jackets and line up by the edge ready to jump. I've got a lovely wee shot set up. Water sparkling, sun shining, girls who can't swim trembling. Then Mr Hotel Owner informs them that swimming in t-shirts is not allowed in his pool. Two-hour discussion ensues. Really two hours.

In the cockpit with my feet up

sylvia — Mon, 14 May 2007 15:43:50 +0000

Flying in a big jumbo is pretty damn good fun. Especially with the giggliest pilots ever. (I asked them if they were always so hysterical, or whether there was some impending doom they were reacting to that I should know about, but they said they were just happy to be working together, cos normally their shifts don't coincide. They've signed up for 6 months in India, gawd bless 'em. Never been before. Don't speak Hindi. Bringing babies.

Doing the bad things

sylvia — Mon, 14 May 2007 15:38:02 +0000

One of the best things about making documentaries is that you get to do all the bad things in the name of helping the rest of our species realise that they should stop doing the bad things. In this case, I'm flying from Singapore to Mumbai on the spare seat in the cockpit of a jumbo. Except I now know it's the jump seat on the flight deck of a 320. That's not such a good thing about getting immersed in so many new worlds - coming out with the lingo.