- Niki Nikita
That’s not her real name. Her real name still inspires fear. This, the woman with two Tony Awards on the mantle place of her upper-east side apartment. This, the woman who produced Jane Doe, taking a rough-and-raw true story about drug addiction and turning it a perfectly charming, and soulless, Lifetime movie. The story behind the relationship between Niki and I might be a useful life lesson.
When we began Jane Doe we had an initial investment from friends and family of 90K. The plan was do it Limited X (see the Writer’s Guild for low budget contracts). We were in Pre-Production mode when Nika and her production company phoned. They loved loved loved the script! My brother and I were summoned to her offices. We were sat down on Italian leather, like a plain and peanut M & M, and told we would be the new Coen Brothers. Into the office came Doug Limon with a freshly-printed poster of his new movie, Swingers. It was all happening, especially when Niki slide a check across the desk for $150,000. She was interested in a partnership. Were we?
Sonofa…!!!
Hell yeah we were! Great, all that remained was signing the contact. The document sent was the size of the Yellow Pages. Our entertainment lawyer assured us it was a standard contract with “boiler-plate” language. As director, I’d get to take the material to the rough cut stage, then we would consult with Nika on the fine and final cuts.
Bottom line: We signed.
Here comes the life lesson, ready? You folks need to be very, VERY careful before you sign ANYTHING.
There is no going back, no fixing it. The compliments from Niki soon dried up. The artistic connection was an illusion. Nika was often and constantly on set, meddling, pressuring. As the production got further behind schedule she fired several people. Then there was the night we spent two hours setting up a critical shot and on the second take, Calista was bloodied by my brother swiping an electric alarm clock that went flying into her head and bloodied her. The ensuing conversation with Nika while I was at the hospital checking on Calista is still the stuff of nightmares.
The true nightmare came weeks later. Despite not shooting well over 20 scenes from the script, I somehow scraped together what I thought was coherent rough cut movie. Handing it off to her, Nika told me the bad news: She had “issues”, deep issues with the cut as is. She proceeded to “put a pin” in it. She sat at the Avid with the editor undoing every scene, every take I had chosen. She had final cut authority and from that moment, it became her movie.
Folks, there are people in the biz who are cutthroats like no Jack Sparrow. They will gut you, garotte you, and leave you for dead.
Or worse. Mediocrity.
Hold on to control of your project as long as you can.
That movie looks like a piece of shit and its all the screenwriters fault
This coming from Jimbo “the Wordsmith” who can’t be bothered to differentiate between its and it’s and who obviously didn’t (or can’t?) read the part about Niki Nikita. Ignore this bonehead, Mr. Peditto. Sorry you had to learn this the hard way.
Thanks Jumbo, I really need to read these Replies more often. This is the first I’m reading of the eloquent Jimbo and his opinion of my red-haired stepchild. My failure certainly will keep me up all night tonight.