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Guy Larson is an amazing fellow. I enjoyed making this small documentary about him for my class and I hope all enjoy!

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  1. DeniseJune 20, 2010 at 8:10 PM

    I really like this project, Grey!

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  2. Rachael SpencerJune 20, 2010 at 8:17 PM

    wow--his energy is very infectious! Way to go on the editing Gray! It was impressive.

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  3. James SJune 20, 2010 at 8:18 PM

    Gray, this is really well done. You had some sweet editing and some great shots. I noticed you had him talking over himself for a moment, which was really clever. Does that have a term in the film industry. Also those shots of him running down must have been tricky. How did you catch up to him?

    I look forward to following your blog.

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  4. David WilliamsJune 21, 2010 at 7:01 PM

    So, why do you think you felt good about this one? You spent less time on it than the other one, right? Was it really the story? It is a true one while the other one COULD be true but you don't know anyone who actually lived it, right? There is a bit of good and evil in this one-- with Guy overcoming the evil of his illness and being an extrovert about it (which could be viewed as good or evil or both). I agree that it is very intense and covers a lot of ground (ha ha) in very little time.

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