Monday, October 24, 2005
Rainy and cold
Hurricane Wilma, Hurricane Alpha and some other kick ass weather-something are all supposed to converge on NY tomorrow.
When I have to haul around a suitcase.
Needless to say, next week’s shooting schedule may well be tossed into the air and rethought – we may not be able to shoot outside on Wednesday.
I’ll know by the end of the day tomorrow. And I just have to have patience.
Which, of course, is always a struggle.
So Bush is angry and frustrated at his lack of popularity, eh? Well, honey, if you didn’t make so many dumbass decisions to benefit your friends and screw the American people, maybe the people who actually do the work that makes this country run on a daily basis wouldn’t have such a low opinion of you!
Yesterday was a long, cold day out in Long Island City. Several of our background were late and then complained that they couldn’t stop to eat before going on set; one kept boasting that she was a friend of the producer’s – needless to say, she was the most difficult and uncooperative of the bunch; some had never done background before and brought things like red and pink. You’re supposed to blend in, you’re background. We had drivers and walkers scheduled to come in at 1:30 and hookers, pimps and drug pushers scheduled to come in at 5. So, of course, at quarter to four, the director decides he just has to have two hookers in the shot he’s setting up. The “hookers” were all bringing their own clothes and we had nothing on the truck, but we grabbed two ladies, figured something out, slipped a blouse off a shoulder here, pinned a tacky brooch to show some cleavage there, some fishnets, added some seriously odd plastic jewelry, and got ‘em back on set for the shot. And in between every take, I dashed over to throw a coat over them and give them a chance to use the hand warmers.
Nothing like someone else’s creative inspiration to make you freeze your ass off.
Seriously, though, there were some gorgeous shoots using the camera on the crane, starting along the elevated subway tracks and then panning down to the street. The look of this piece is quite wonderful. And it’s a good group of people with whom to work: creative, intelligent, and nice people. Not pretentious. That makes a huge difference.
However, I was still very glad to get back on the van and get back to Artie’s by about 11:30.
I eagerly anticipate the arrival of my barn coat tomorrow. It’s going to be a hell of a cold winter – and it’s already starting.
Today, I need to unpack, do laundry, repack for the week, and maybe, maybe get some writing done.
This is the last week of the shoot, the last big push. I may be able to blog, if the shooting schedule changes. Or, after a short post tomorrow, I might be offline until the end of the week.