Sunday April 15, 2012
Shoot Day 1
I arrived at the
Terrell Moore Gallery
location at about 1:45am for my 12:30pm calltime.
This was a mistake.
By 2:45pm they were about ready to start shooting, and it was not until about 5pm+ that some of us hanging out were brought to set.
To a great extent, for a student film, this was something of a grueling day for some.
When it was learned we could go as late as midnight, and a rumour of maybe 1am, some of the actors began to revolt, some of whom declared their intent not to return the next day and/or a paying gig having come up.
One actress had a morning fitting to which she'd have to go, and as she'd been originally promised a 10pm-out, she left around that time.
Being nearly 10pm in downtown LA, and with parking being a few blocks away, she was shuttled there for her saftey.
At least when I wasn't chatting with someone, I did finish reading
fourteenth book in his brilliant
Sword of Truth
The Omen Machine.
I met Brendan, indicating there were two Brendan Geraghtys on imdb, and he confirmed my suspicion that neither one of them was he.
During the day I chatted with producer-student
who for this production was handling craft services
(thankfully, as she had on hand snacks that held me over as, the production bafflingly chose Thai food as the catered dinner, I was therefore Officially un-fed, and I had crafty with which to eat);
Sabrina was a fellow fan of
and proper vampires in general.
Being from Louisiana and interested in vampires, it was not surprising she was mutual friends with
Bite Me! Vampire Radio
New Orleans ghost-tours.
I also befriended friendly actress
who Facebook-friended me, and sadly was not available to return on Monday.
I'd met producer
and my main bit was shot after about eleven hours, at the very tail end of the night
(why does this tend to "always" be the case...?),
in which I, along with three gallery matrons
(e.g., also supporting roles with lines),
admire the title-role'd Painting in the gallery.
We wrapped at 12:07am.
Earlier, around 7 or 8pm or so, 2nd 2nd AD
had asked who might be able to stay That Late
I accepted, but stressed by that time I would need a ride back to Hollywood.
As Zach is domiciled in Glendale, he immediately agreed to drive me home, and at the end of the night hastened to get done his paperwork.
As the very pleasant 1st AD
was thanking me for the day, I half-joked for him to release Zach so he could drive me home, instantaneously at which Zach was released.
We walked the few streets over to the parking lot, not bothering to wait around to be shuttled over, and while the affable Zach got me back by about 12:35am, he and I compared in-retrospect-amusing Bad Roommate stories, among other anecdotes.
We'd been told to our horror that calltime again would be 12:30pm, but automatically checking my email before turning in, Cindy had notified us all it was changed to 1:30pm
(on the callsheet my name still misspelled as Gefforey);
replied to my tongue-in-cheek email pointing out it had not been corrected yet, she assured me in the film's end credits my name would accurately be spelled correctly.