Don’t worry, we’ll fix it in post.

Don’t worry, we’ll fix it in post,” they say with a grin,
As the boom mic dips into frame and chaos creeps in.
But little do they know, in that moment of boast,
That not everything is as easy as “fix it in post.”

For post-production magic comes at a cost,
And what could have been perfect ends up slightly lost.
The footage is shaky, the lighting’s a mess,
But hey, no big deal—we’ll fix it in post, more or less!

The director’s dream? A cinematic delight.
The reality? A scramble that lasts half the night.
We stitch it together, a Franken-edit the most,
With a prayer and a patch… all fixed in post.

Continuity’s broken, the actors look tired,
The script got rewritten, the lead just got fired.
But somehow it’s working—well, sort of, almost—
Thanks to the magicians who fix it in post.

That latte on set? It’s now a medieval brew.
The plane in the background? Gone with a cue.
We colour the sky, add drama and ghost,
All from our cave where we fix it in post.

The credit is fleeting, the hours are long,
But we’re the ones who make it look strong.
So next time you cheer at the scene you love most,
Raise a glass to the ones who fixed it in post.