Arthur was a self-proclaimed "visionary" indie filmmaker who decided his next big media project would be a gritty, hyper-realistic documentary about the "unheard voices of the city." To capture the rawest audio possible, he spent his entire budget on a set of ultra-sensitive, military-grade microphones.
Just as the blade hit the crust, a sound like a low-flying jet engine ripped through Arthur’s headphones. He screamed and ripped the headset off, convinced he’d suffered permanent ear damage. The crew froze.
It turns out, Arthur’s "military-grade" microphones were so sensitive they had picked up the internal rumblings of his own stomach. Because he’d skipped breakfast to "stay in the creative zone," the microphones had amplified his hunger pangs into what sounded like a tectonic shift.
Personal experiences often highlight how the most entertaining moments are the ones that are relatable and unscripted.
Arthur was a self-proclaimed "visionary" indie filmmaker who decided his next big media project would be a gritty, hyper-realistic documentary about the "unheard voices of the city." To capture the rawest audio possible, he spent his entire budget on a set of ultra-sensitive, military-grade microphones.
Just as the blade hit the crust, a sound like a low-flying jet engine ripped through Arthur’s headphones. He screamed and ripped the headset off, convinced he’d suffered permanent ear damage. The crew froze.
It turns out, Arthur’s "military-grade" microphones were so sensitive they had picked up the internal rumblings of his own stomach. Because he’d skipped breakfast to "stay in the creative zone," the microphones had amplified his hunger pangs into what sounded like a tectonic shift.
Personal experiences often highlight how the most entertaining moments are the ones that are relatable and unscripted.