As we reached the end of production for NAUSEA earlier today (actually about a month ago, but late on my updates); I was overcome with a feeling of great joy followed by an intense void. This is the feeling that all filmmakers receive when faced with the end of two year production of a single picture. I have lived and breathed NAUSEA for far too long to retain any sense of mental stability. “The Man” has owned me and now he is gone. I am lucky; to have the opportunity to observe the creature which Dustin Jones and I have given life to. The beings that we have cared for and guided to their… outcome; both good and bad are no longer of this world. They are memories. They are now forever.
NAUSEA has become a true tragedy; a romance of the highest form as seen through the eyes of a demented fuck… the world is odious for the lonely. It is an absurd place. It is a heartbreaking place. Love is the core of human motivation and hate is its by-product. Fear of the self and the existence of others is the catalyst for devastation. Yes, these are the confirmations I have discovered through this production… and then the real kicker… through all this pain and turmoil that the human race inflicts upon its counterparts; the world is the most undeniably hilarious space ever imagined. Life is beautiful and ugly at the same time and through the proper looking glass this absurd connection is the center of all good humour. This is the nauseous world we have bottled into this movie.
And now production is complete. A new life has been born. The sickness is over. Editing begins.
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