Wednesday February 18, 2009
Even taking my time I arrived early
for my 9am calltime.
Ian was already waiting for me and for Jack.
We joked about how for a building named
George Lucas, it's probably not surprising my cell phone has no signal, and Ian's laptop could not receive an Internet signal.
Ian also pointed out that
(for the project),
they didn't actually get... a knife.
What was to be used was a white plastic cake server.
We joked over my having to really hold down whoever I'd be killing, verbally having to request they sit still
("Oh c'mon; you're ruining it for me...!"),
Around 9:30 or so we gave up waiting for Jack and headed over to the building in which a womens restroom had been acquired for the shoot.
If it came down to it, one of the students would play the father.
I was given my "wardrobe," and changed in the mens room around the hallway corner.
The costume consisted of
(female Valentine's Day-themed)
pajama bottoms, overly small suspenders, and a white v-neck t-shirt.
The suspenders tightly pulled the pajama pants well up into my buttocks crack.
There were also very ill-fitting and uncomfortable clown shoes that were designed for shoes to be worn inside, but the clown shoes themselves were for children or such.
I had to wear them without shoes inside, making them almost impossible in which to walk without seemingly wearing swimming flippers.
The clown make-up consisted of two sets of inexpensive amateur Halloween make-up kits.
To my relief, thankfully a tube of what at first I thought would be make-up remover was in fact clown white.
Instead of being home made, stage blood had been bought
(Zesty Mint Flavour!),
but fortunately it was very water soluble.
A master shot was done; first filmed was my applying the make-up.
Ian had warned me of the possibility of my having do the make-up "three or four times," according to Emre, but thankfully I only had to do it twice.
Considering I am not a professional clown, I'm not sure how closely consistent the two versions of the same make-up will look.
At least we filmed as much as we could with the first application before it was removed for close-up versions of the second application.
A tardy and deeply apologetic Jack arrived moments before actually needing him.
After lots of coverage and such, we were ready to move on to the second scene.
To my inner amusement, the clap-board indicated each new angle/set-up shot as though it was a different scene, as opposed to the same scene, different shot.
I didn't offer to correct this, as their class is screenwriting, not production.
For the second scene I remembered to have a photo taken of me, albeit already bloodied up
(which was fine in and of itself),
so until I get the DVD copy I won't have a shot of the first scene look.
Ian was right about the plastic cake cutter; it was hilariously non-lethal looking.
They had obtained actual cakes to give the impression the cake had been cut first, before the cutter had been wielded as a weapon.
Eventually Jack was wrapped.
As he did different variations on his delivery, he understandably requested that footage be included with his DVD copy.
This is not unprecedented.
first USC film,
"bonus material" was included of the individual dancers for their reels.
(when the director almost moved on after his leading lady's big speech, when the only coverage had been my reaction/s, and no coverage of her actually giving her speech),
I gently reminded the occasional shot/angle Emre earlier indicated having wanted to include, but almost overlooked doing.
As for Emre, this wasn't an error, barely an oversight
(and Emre was very appreciative).
As it was we had a very limited time window, and we did run over our allotted time as it was.
We had the bathroom to about 12:50, but I think we were actually out by about 1:40 or later.
Thankfully no one from staff or faculty ever came to try and chase us out.
Despite the stage blood on and in the sinks and on my hands, it washed off instantly.
Ian provided some Ponds with which the make-up also came off quite quickly.
The short will be screened in class, not the Norris Theatre, which is fine.
Most likely I'll get my copy within a month.
I realized I should gently light a fire under the directors for recently previous USC projects
and still for
(while trying again for the 2004 NY Film Academy short
[in which I was the lead],
would be an ongoing exercise in futility as the director deliberately refuses all contact from me or the film's other two co-stars,
I guess another try for my copy of the USC 2006-filmed
Jack had left the moment he was wrapped, having forgotten that SAG actors' remuneration for student film work is credit, DVD copy, and generally a meal.
Emre took me up to Wendy's for my meal; ironically I had to chip in a little over a buck as the place's credit/debit card wasn't working so it was cash only.
I didn't mind, half-jokingly pointing out to Emre that he remember to hire me for role/s when he's making multi-million dollar movies...
Currently Emre is working on a feature screenplay, as is Sawyer, so I requested of him also to remind her to think of me should any characters be able to be slanted towards being Written For Me...
Based on the time, it would have been pointless to head back to my day job, and they were already aware that most likely I would not be in.
Emre was headed downtown so he offered me a ride, dropping me at the MacArthur Park station, where with scant seconds to spare I caught the just-arriving Red Line to home
(to Vine at any rate so as to catch the 217 bus with which to circumvent the Hollywood/Highland nightmare preparations for the following Sunday's Academy Awards).