Friday, April 8, 2005
This was my first time to AFI, on Western, north of Hollywood Boulevard.
I arrived at AFI by around 8:30am for the 9:15am-9:30am start-time screening.
was already there, which didn't surprise me as she's a reliable Taurus as well.
The screening room had maybe two or three people there: I didn't think to count or ask about its capacity, but most likely it could hold about 100 to 200 people.
Around 9am, the place suddenly filled up quickly.
There were some background folk but not everyone.
Gavin and Ben
arrived, and after a few minutes a large gentleman
(I presume their teacher, though he never introduced himself),
simply introduced the film and it began.
is a very moving story of a young man heading to boot camp which will prepare him for being shipped to Iraq.
The story does not deal with the illegality of Bush's unlawful invasion of a sovereign nation currently posing no threat except to Dubya's paranoia and personal insanity, but deals with the internal concerns of Isaac
as he heads to LAX and waits for his plane to be called.
During his wait he comes across
(despite at first they somewhat fib to each other as to their travel plans),
the two bond as they await their respective flights.
It's quite powerful and engaging, even more than I'd anticipated.
I don't mind dramas, but I've seen short film dramas that get drenched (and entrenched) In The Drama in an attempt for Impact.
doesn't bonk-bonk on the head.
I'd venture to use the word Sweet regarding much of it.
I am always impressed when a film's script can surprise me, and very rarely does this happen with a short.
Here Isaac relates a thesaurus-worthy word to her for her crossword, and when he reveals how he knows such a word
(as it relates to the film),
I got a bit of a gut punch.
(Apart from people looking at it and going
over it, I
wondered why the film wasn't simpled titled
Marie and I noted in the credits that we had been "upgraded" from the long listing of
to our now being
(along with the few others who came in on the Tuesday shoot).
As with the in-class screening of the UCLA student film
in which I co-starred,
screened, the performers were all shoo'd out of the auditorium so the class could discuss the film and safely discuss how sucky actors are, et al.
Most of the performers simply departed; a handful of us remained not only to thank Gavin, but as Gavin had told me at the shoot that the DVDs would be here.
One of the actors reported once having been to a student screening but had hung back, eavesdropping and learned they do discuss a lot about the acting and how the director could have Gotten More out of them here and there, etc., sometimes dwelling on this more than on the technical side.
I mentioned to Suzanne I felt she tended to resemble Leslie Ann Warren in the film; she told us she'd often get Marlo Thomas as a referent.
She and Verton told those of us who didn't know some of the background: how long it took to shoot, et al.
They concurred with me how when a shot was softly lit it looked like film, when brightly lit you could tell it was High-Def.
One shot intercut with Suzanne
in which Suzanne seemed to be on film and Verton was so backlit it caused a just-noticeable "line" around his head as though he had been
green-screen digitally-added later.
When they eventually came out, Ben and Gavin relayed how pleased they were with the turn-out as well as my relating how impressed with the film I was/am.
I congratulated Gavin and thanked for the "credit upgrade."
When pointing out Marie and my noticing it, Ben smiled, "That's as it should be."
Gavin thanked me for my work (this page),
and indicated most likely calling me for "another project probably sometime in June."
He also pointed out noticing my Very Familiar Blue Bag I had with me, which I told him contained my clothes-change for a commercial audition I was to have about five hours later.
It turned out the DVDs would be ready "in about a week."
Ben and I posited over Suzanne's resemblence to Susan Sarandon
and Leslie Ann Warren
I told Ben she'd earlier told us she'd been likened to Marlo Thomas.
Ben shrugged, having never heard of Marlo Thomas.
He'd never heard of That Girl either.
As she was nearby we mentioned this to her, and she was not able to get Ben to recognize who was Marlo Thomas either.
Marie suddenly was nowhere in sight, so Gavin and Ben weren't able to thank her, unless she showed up after I'd scooted to go to work, considering I could only work four hours as the night before my agency called with a commercial audition for late afternoon.
Barely back at work I realized I had completely forgotten
to ask about a wrap party, if any, and
if Ben had forwarded to Gavin the
birthday wishes I'd emailed to Gavin via Ben
(as I didn't have Gavin's email).