So far this week we've
- worked out the last changes in our contracts with our lawyer,
- dealt with insurance, permits, and TCD because we're going to have non-firing replica (read: "toy") guns on set, and
- are now waiting for my bank to decide I'm worthy of them clearing a check. Harumph!
"Make it Better" -- I'm thinking that should be my new catchphrase. If you have an idea for a change in dialog, please see catchphrase.*
If you can prove that insurance would cost more than 25% of your entire budget, the Mayor's Office can waive your insurance requirements for permits.
On that note, working with the Mayor's Office of Film, Theatre, and Broadcasting was a veritably pleasant experience.
*In an older version of the script I had a dumb joke about a bear. So far two members of the cast (who are also playwrights) have asked that it be reinstated. I can't help but think that Nat and David are in cahoots but OK then; the Siberian bear is back in the picture.