February 24, 2007
Man-Away
Years earlier, my friend Jennifer got out of a very bad relationship with a fellow named Dan.
Dan started out okay, but as time went on it was clear he was verbally abusive.
Finally she kicked him out of her life, and announced it to her friends in a celebratory mass-sent email.
My congratulatory response was a comical script satirizing commercials, in which Jennifer's friends come by and notice the house is Dan-free, at which Jennifer reveals she used new "Dan-Away," etc., and the closing shot would be of the repelled Dan, unable to get closer to the apartment, across the street in a garbage can, muttering the snarled, "Damn you, 'Dan-Away'..."
Jennifer found it hilarious.
Then after some time, Jennifer fell out with another boyfriend, she finally believed she had to flee her own home, taking with her her two dogs that she claimed he had openly threatened to kill.
Once again I wrote another "commercial," as a follow-up spoof
(as though from the same product line),
this time consisting of a warning sign door that squirts an unwelcome suiter with a synthetic skunk spray into his face.
When we were writing and submitting our script/s to be made for the film festival, with Jennifer's approval, I submitted the Dan-Away script and the latest one, changing the later boyfriend's name at her request.
It had been suggested that instead of two commercial-spot satires, we make a short that would combine the two products, creating a narrative storyline.
I quickly managed to concoct the Mr. Wizzard storyline, using the classic fantasy concept of the Curio Shop That Has Everything
(generally items with mystical properties): the sort of store in which one might find the Monkey's Paw, or some haunted object or such.
I wrote Wizzard for myself and retained Jennifer, renaming her character as Jessica, and decided if these were from a specific product line, the line would have to have a name.
So Man-Away came into being; products to rid women of their unwanted beaus, particularly those whose reason may be too impaired to take a break-up hint.
As I love story-twists, a la Robert Bloch's and Frederick Brown's short stories, as well as for a little balance, I added the tag joke-button that men may not be the only problem...
I got a call on Tuesday or Wednesday that we would be filming Man-Away that weekend.
I was under the impression it would be two weeks hence, and we still needed a curio shop for a location.
Remembering an episode of the HBO series Dream On, in which
Pan Pipes Magickal Marketplace,
right in Hollywood, was used as a location, I figured I could ask if they'd be open to it, and I emailed them.
Jennifer and I heard back from the store's co-owner
Jymie Darling,
with the obvious understanding of copy and full credit.
The end credits credit the store, its owners, provide the store's
web site...
and its cat
(who gets a cute li'l cameo).
We we could film in the store from 6am to 11am
(the store opens at noon Saturdays).
As it was, we got all our filmed shots done and we were out by about 10am.
After a quick bite at Denny's, ironically the same Denny's at which Jennifer first really got together with the script's real-life Dan, we headed back to Jennifer's for her-place scenes.
Tad played Dan.
As we filmed his quick bit, a squirrel
(in the same tree from behind which "Dan" is as close to the apartment house as he can get), comically kept trying to figure out how to get down from the tree, what with Tad in its way.
The agile rodent
(the squirrel, not Tad...), occasionally jumped to another tree, but on coming down, Jennifer and I were in its way there as well.
Finally on another attempt, we just had Tad stand clear enough for the squirrel to hop down and run to the other next tree over, to which was just out of reach for it to jump.
I had renamed the second boyfriend in the piece David, as it was a pretty innocuous name.
I knew exactly who I wanted to play the role: my friend
Mike Beardsley,
as I was well aware of his talented excellent comic timing.
Michael played
Humphries
in the TV series
Freaks and Geeks
and whom I met working with him on
Dude, Where's My Car?
Michael accepted not only as a good friend, but as many of the student films and indie projects on which he works, he generally plays nerdy,psycho, and/or sociopath characters.
He was pleased to get in some good comedy work.
Initially, I had partially considered Mike to play Scott, Mr. Wizzard's store assistant, but brought up to Jennifer who Michael has a slight resemblence to the litigious second boyfriend...
On seeing his photos at his
website,
she almost freaked out, definitely insisting he play David, as there'd be no way she could kiss him, as the script included
(it was decided that the scripted kiss not be filmed, mostly due to time constraints both filming and the completed short's running time).
Characteristically early, as am I for shoots and such, Michael arrived for his scene, and he and I caught up, as the rest filmed the first scene in the apartment of one of Jennifer's neighbours... and after a few minutes Michael and I realized we didn't know precisely into which apartment they'd gone.
(Without my input, this is why the opening scene looks less commercial-spot satire than it was scripted to look.)
Soon they were back and we set up for Michael's scene.
One pre-production aspect we'd considered, and about which we'd completely forgot, was to do up a notice for neighbours, notifying/warning them of a film shoot going on during this day
(in which there'd be some shouting).
As it was, as Michael storms up and shouts through the closed door at "Jessica," one neighbour actually called 911.
Thankfully she learned almost immediately it was a film shoot, and called back 911 to apologize.
As it was she turned out to have given the cops the wrong apartment number anyway, so while they might have spotted us filming, had the cops arrived and we were not about... some neighbour would have been very surprised [bg]....
As I know just how funny Michael Beardsley can be, he didn't disappoint.
His segment was far more slapstick than the rest of the film, and looked so wonderfully painful that director Rich Owens had to hold his mouth to keep from laughing during each successive take.
At one point the DP James asked Rich if that was enough [takes].
Rich replied quietly but mischievously, "Let's have him do it one more time... just to watch'im do it..."
There was one more important aspect to record: Michael's character needed to be sprayed in the face.
The script called for multiple streams, but on a practical level this was reduced to one.
At first, Rich squirted Michael with a tiny stream from a squirt bottle.
This clearly would not be read on screen, and I recommended we go for bigger.
Micheal, knowing
(and understanding) what I'd written, and
(understanding comedy), "suggested" we Try Both Versions (knowing it would look better and be accepted), so after a few takes of Rich's negligible tiny squirts, I set up the Bigger Version.
I took a 24 ounce water bottle, added a packet of orange Kool-Aid
(that normally would make a gallon), and with the camera rolling and Action called, I blasted Mike dead-on in the face.
All but choking from laughter, Rich concurred the bigger blast looked better.
We were done and wrapped by 4:30pm'ish.
As Jennifer's wonderful but somewhat insistent dog Champ has "issues" being closed up in the back with no one there, I had to be back there to keep him quiet.
To my, well, horror, the scene I'd written of her likeable, sympathetic character Just Sitting There, finally relieved that her boyfriend has departed, the camera focusing on the product's box and its listed features and properties, Jennifer was laughing.
Loud.
Sounding nearly insane.
My correct concern was the scene could make her character of Jessica seem far less sympathetic, which it does.
The script was for her still to be feeling concern that David might yet get in, unsure as to how or if the door-sign product would work, and relieved that it does, not relishing in vengefulness.
Principal Photography complete
So regarding the April-scheduled film festival, we managed to crank out a goodly amount of short subjects, two of which I had scripted: the short thriller
Daddy's Girl
(though perhaps the word thriller should have quotation marks around it [bg]...), and the comedy
Man-Away.
We still had to deal with the film festival's running time restriction: three minutes of content, and a margin of 30 seconds for ending credits.
With ending credits, Daddy's Girl hits at about two minutes thirty seconds, so there were no worries there.
James was our Director of Photography
(DP), and edited it.
Once complete, James emailed the digitial footage to my brother
Alan
was able to compose a background score.
He put it up on YouTube with an invite-only link so only those invited to see it could view it.
This way we could see whether the score and foley properly fit.
The first score seemed rather unintentionally comical, and his second score worked much better for the tone I sought, so Daddy's Girl was complete, for the current festival.
Jennifer was out of town until after the film submission deadline, so when I obtained the disc/s
(one with Daddy's Girl, the other with the Man-Away episodes), I hand delivered it.
When she returns, we may have her do some ADR on her lines for the climactic scene, if the audio cannot be brought up.
Due to its length,
Man-Away
was to be edited into a three episode format.
As its story is longer than three minutes, and as this particular film festival allows for multiple segments, each with the three minute time constraint, part one will consist of the character learning of Man-Away products, and finding the only store that provides them, and getting the product for her own boyfriend problem.
Part two is the product in use, effectively ridding her of the clearly abusive boyfriend
(played by comical character actor
Michael Beardsley
predictably steals much of the short with his hilarious performance).
Part three was to be the epilogue of sorts, bookending the story.
Sadly, James went to ground.
He stopped returning my calls and emails and while At One Point he momentarily resurfaced, asking what I meant by his being unreachable, when I again asked after the raw footage, et al, he went to ground again.
That's what I'd meant by unreachable...
The initial plan was for
Man-Away
to be made as a single short
(for submission to future short-subject festivals), and the three episode "series" of shorts for the Santa Monica one.
As James made the Man-Away three parter into a two parter
(despite all requests and instructions to the contrary), thankfully it was still accepted at the screening, possibly due to the second part being overlooked and not even shown.
But the single version James had neglected to make, and stopped returning calls and/or emails.
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