loops
Nobody asked what a dialogue editor does, but here.
I work at Studio Rivard in Saint-Henri, Lionel-Groulx and then ten minutes on foot. It's mostly dubbing: American shows going into French, the odd French film going into English. An actor stands in a booth and says the same line until it fits the mouth on screen. Then I take the takes and clean them. Breaths, lip clicks, the actor's stomach, a truck on Notre-Dame. Some days I spend an hour on one "hm."
We name every line by its first word. Nobody remembers numbers. "Give me the Listen again." "The Why is too hot." Félix, who mixes, has a sticky note on his monitor that just says DON'T, and nobody remembers which line it was.
The other thing you learn is how much a room talks when nobody's in it. Fridges, baseboard heaters, the building settling. I can hear a fridge through two walls now. It's ruined restaurants for me.
Last night the app kept one clip. Me, at 02:20, very clear: "not that one, the green one."
I don't own anything green.