Saturday, September 02, 2006

Walk the Walk, Listen to the Talk

A final run through the interview section before starting the Samurai Sudoku, just to make sure everything was done and dusted. It had emailed Work Buddy ahead of time mentioning that it would come in at 20-odd minutes. Final running time was just shy of 22 minutes.

One of the interviewees disappeared about two-thirds of the way through, but there was nothing that could be done about it. I looked through the unused footage to see if there was anything else that could be lifted out, but either the answers were inappropriate or he was giving the occasionally one-word answer, or nod of agreement, while the Lead Participant talked off camera. So there you go.

I was taught interview technique the first year at art school in the complementary media studies lectures. The tutor was a freelance producer for BBC television and radio. Since then I’ve either grinned so hard it felt like my face would split apart or nodded along at such a rate I was surprised my head didn’t fall off. What really makes me perfect for interviewing is that I hate the sound of my own voice.


At 12:49 am, Blogger wcdixon said...

That sucks - interviewing technique is like film school/journalism school 101.

Re: my new found true love......t'was just my lame attempt at trying to be funny.



At 12:07 pm, Blogger Good Dog said...

We just did a quick corporate and the neophyte producer was worried about interviewing a specialist who had flown in from Boston.

Before everyone sat down and the cameras rolled, we said to her, nod, smile and more importantly, leave a pause after he finishes talking, before you ask the follow-up question. She got it right on the money the first time. Then again, she knew that he was the focus of the interview.

My first on-camera interviewee, twelve or thirteen years back, was Harlan Ellison. Which meant being on the ball.

At 12:17 pm, Blogger Riddley Walker said...


I thought the idea was to boot the dullard subject out of the way and leap into shot yelling "Me! Look at me! Aren't I great?" while baring one's butt to the lens.

I could be wrong, of course...


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