Filming a documentary about someone’s life, as they are living it, isn’t as easy as working with say… infants, or cats. Shit happens and you either get it or you don’t.
During the first phase of filming THE FAMILY LAKE (working title), we had one of those incredible, horrible days you couldn’t plan for. And I was only able to cover it because of the support and trust of the Lake family.
On Tuesday, Sarah Bryant – Jay’s mother- sat for her first interview.
It was a candid and wonderful interview. One of the things we discussed was Jay’s misplaced guilt of feeling responsible for his health affecting everyone else’s health. She laughed it off.
The next day, two months to the day before Jay’s follow up scan to see if his persistent cancer has struck again, Jay and I just begin another interview session with him when he receives a call.
The good news is that the call is from Sarah herself. The bad news is why she’s calling.
Jay is a writer and this is his family, so I must point out that Jay recalls the event on his blog.
Sometimes waiting is the hardest part.
Or sometimes a sight or sound makes it too real.
It continues to be a humbling and rewarding opportunity to shoot this documentary. I find myself conflicted as a friend and a filmmaker: just how much drama do I hope for…