My Evan Hour

So I stayed up late and finished last night. 

I managed to cut everything down to an hour (and I know that's still far too long for anyone except me.)

I wanted to preserve all that was bouncy and joyous and beautiful and sweet about Evan. 

I cut until I bled, again and again, and you'll still think, "how many shots of you walking behind Evan do you need?"

More. 

Maybe not if you're a filmmaker. 

But definitely if you're me.