Directorial insomnia

I normally sleep better in a full house. Tonight we have Charlie and Harry staying (we are rehearsing in the village hall) - six of us with Emily and me and the girls. Yet I’m wide-eyed at 4 am, thinking through moves and lines and beats and notes and where the actors go - and where the camera goes and what happens if it rains and what if people are difficult at the Gare du Nord or if the sound on the Eurostar is unusable or if we lose a tape or drop a camera or… I remember Chris Weitz, who directed About a Boy and the Golden Compass, saying that directing was to make a thousand decisions a day and getting any one wrong could screw up the whole thing. We don’t have Hugh Grant or Nicole Kidman or CGI armoured bears or any money at all but I think I understand what he meant. Must get back to sleep…

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