Flying out to Montreal tonight at 1:00am for the first ever metro party. I’m also going to check out the Concordia campus and just tour around town. See you all on Monday!
And thus came to a close my most ambitious, complicated yet (relatively) well organized shoot yet. Again I won’t delve into the seedy details lest you manage to contrive my designs, however I will say a few things. First of all more crew is better than less. I always used to run with the idea that smaller equals leaner and meaner, but it also means a hell of a lot more work. I had an AD, a DOP, a continuity girl (which for some reason is always a girl, some union thing I suspect) in addition to my stills photographer, actors and extras.
Wow. An AD is the best thing in the entire world. Whenever I got lost or flustered he stepped in and took care of it. He wrangled the extras, he took charge of the setup and cleanup. It was awesome. I didn’t even need to know what shot was coming up next, he was on it. That’s exactly how the director/AD relationship is supposed to work, he worries about the details, I worry about the creative vision.
Similarly continuity allowed us to just go without worrying about missing a shot or screwing something up like changing someone’s clothes or moving the wrong piece of furniture. Green as DOP brought all of his on set lighting experience and created just the atmosphere I wanted.
The actors and extras were great. The performances were pretty awesome and everyone looked great for their parts. I was worried we wouldn’t have enough extras, we lost our makeup girl/waitress but at the last minute a friend of Dr. SARS stepped in and performed wonderfully even if her role was small. I was amazed at the prep work that Snype and MisterV put in without even being asked.
Things were a bit rushed and stressful at the end because the bar closed down early on account of it being a really slow night, plus the cast and crew were starting to get tired. And yet when it came time to strike the set everyone pitched in tearing down gels and stands, moving furniture and humping stuff out to the car. I couldn’t believe it when everyone without exception thanked me for the opportunity and asked me to call them again. Wow.
I’m in this interesting state of being humbled by a bunch of awesome people who worked for nothing more than beer, pop and appetizers and on the other side I feel like a fucking demi-god for having pulled this whole shebang off. Honestly, it feels awesome.
In the past week life has gone from ok but not great to fan-fucking-phenomenal. More cool shit to come…
I’ve decided to go vegetarian for the month of April. Why? Well, because I put a lot of crap into my body and I thought vegetarianism was one way to more carefully monitor what I eat. That and its just an interesting experiment. I have no intention of going veggie full time, but I can pull off one month. I have no qualms with meat, but I do think I eat too much fat ‘n shit and not enough veggies. So its a health thing.
I’m getting a bit nervous about the Big Rock shoot tonight. We lost our makeup artist. I’m going to try and find another one, but its pretty short notice. No matter. These things always work out one way or another. I’ll just be glad to have another film under my belt.
I don’t really know what to say…
“Green has food poisoning. I need you and your camera for that shoot.”
Green has food poisoning, I’ve got alcohol poisoning. Who’s the bigger man? Well anyways Dr. SARS needed me to do a few shots for his Big Rock Eddie (I’m getting sick of linking that – Google it yourself). I didn’t feel like it, but I went. Christ… this fake name thing is turning into a total pain in the ass. Suffice it to say there were several people there whom I’d met before, a photographer friend of mine, some guys from a band I helped shoot a video for last fall. It was pretty cool. The shoot was quick and easy and daresay I – fun.
So then we went to Dr. SARS’ apartment, drank beer, ate nachos and talked. I forgot how awesome it is to just have conversation with intelligent, creative, artsy people. We talked about Greek theatre, movies, acoustics, architecture, puppet sex… Such a relief from the endless nerdversations I’ve grown so accustomed to through urban exploration.
So the photographer, oh fuck it, Zyphichore. He took off early but told us we should join him for Zombie Movie Night at the Castle Pub. Sounded fun so we made that our next destination.
I really wasn’t prepared for what was in store. The movie was a wild Spanish (I think it was Spanish) science fiction film that reminded me somewhat of Mad Max, but a million times more absurd. Actually it took me back to the Turkish Star Wars screening I went to a couple of years ago. Funny shit.
We screened our 48 Hour Horror Film Competition film since I had a copy that the Dr. had just given to me. Totally unauthorized, early bird special. It felt kind of scandalous. It went over huge. The audience roared. Its always such a mindfuck to watch your film with an audience for the first time. There’s this internal sigh of relief, like someone just cut the butcher’s twine around your heart.
Then things got crazy. The guy who runs the show put on the next film, an Italian exploitation flick from the 70’s, but it was all mixed up with other films, TV, even video games. It was an amazing video mash up and it was all done live on a video mixing board only a few hours earlier. Truly, it was amazing. I want to play with his toys and I’ll certainly become a regular at Zombie Movie Night.