Why parking is like Producing.
While I was in Florida over the weekend, I went to see the stage-to-screen adaptation of Frost/Nixon. (BTW, score another one in the win column for stage properties going 2d on us.)
The parking lot for the AMC was pretty packed, but I was lucky enough to snag a decent spot for my rental on my first spin around.
Not so lucky was the couple that I watched drive around for about ten minutes, obviously looking for the “perfect” spot. I could just imagine the conversation going on inside the car:
WIFE: There’s one.
HUSBAND: We can find one closer.
WIFE: Look! They are leaving!
WIFE: Sorry. False alarm. I swear I saw their reverse light go on.
HUSBAND: Is that one?
WIFE: No. Handicapped spot. Why not take the one we saw by the Chili’s?
HUSBAND: We’ll find one closer.
WIFE: The movie is at 8.
HUSBAND: We have time. You don’t need popcorn. There!
WIFE: No. Just park. It’ll be good for you to walk.
HUSBAND: We’re not leaving this car until we find the perfect spot, got it?
We’ve all done it.
The truth is . . . you can drive around for hours looking for the perfect spot, just like you can wait for years, trying to find the perfect project.
And when you do that, you not only waste time, but you’ll eventually run out of gas.
Are you holding off producing something because you’re looking for the perfect project? Ask yourself . . . what is the worst thing that could happen if you produced a project that was 75% perfect? 50% perfect?
Really. Ask yourself. What is the absolute worst thing that could happen? We’re not brain surgeons. No one is going to live or die by what we do.
So park the car. Walk the extra fifty feet. And wave at the soon-to-be ex-husband and wife who are going to miss the beginning of the movie.