pork juice and paper pulp
Crazy weekend! So, about a month ago I was approached by my friend Sean to be part of the art department on a film he was producing. Just a ten minute student shoot, should be fun...
I'm definitely going to have to examine my schedule carefully before i hop on board something like that again. It was kind of a life suck, especially for the past two-three weeks, culminating in the past four days. After weeks of struggling with the main prop, friday morning (bright and early) found me in a backyard in Ingleside frantically painting a plastic tube to make it looked like aged metal, and then equally frantically attaching bits and pieces, and making fake blood, and dressing fake wounds, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera. So it was kind of crazy from about 8 to 10:30. However, after that I was off the hook, stress-wise (unlike our poor, poor DP Chris, who was sick the whole weekend and walked around coughing and looking like he was going to pass out at any moment). I kept busy, but there was nothing that Had To Be Done. But that night, and for the following two nights, I still managed to stay up ridiculously late working on other props. We'd wrap around 7 or 8, and then I'd help clean up, and then I'd go to Sean's house and wrestle with props for a hospital room. Saturday itself was strictly prop-making for me, I didn't visit the set at all. Sunday I was back in the backyard in Ingleside, making more blood and more wounds and feeling bad for Crista, who I got to be our Dead Girl In The Bathtub. I spent most of the afternoon darting under a jib arm to get into the bathroom to reapply blood to the rim of the bathtub. Then came lots of struggling with a pump in an attempt to get an effective headshot spurt, to no avail. When in came time to shoot the insert of blood splatter, it was me and gavin with bottles of blood and handfuls of saturated paper towel, hurling gore at a wall. And it was good. Monday we created a hospital room within Sean's bedroom, shot our lead unconscious in it, and wrapped for the weekend.
Really, the shooting portion of every day was the most fun. Before and after were stress about props, but I'd do it again for the fun of the shoot. The crew consisted mostly of people I knew, but not well at all, and several were complete strangers. After four days of shooting, i think i'm a lot closer with most of them. We're actually not even done with shooting yet, still have one more day, but that won't be for another couple weeks. But I'm excited to get back to it.
I'm definitely going to have to examine my schedule carefully before i hop on board something like that again. It was kind of a life suck, especially for the past two-three weeks, culminating in the past four days. After weeks of struggling with the main prop, friday morning (bright and early) found me in a backyard in Ingleside frantically painting a plastic tube to make it looked like aged metal, and then equally frantically attaching bits and pieces, and making fake blood, and dressing fake wounds, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera. So it was kind of crazy from about 8 to 10:30. However, after that I was off the hook, stress-wise (unlike our poor, poor DP Chris, who was sick the whole weekend and walked around coughing and looking like he was going to pass out at any moment). I kept busy, but there was nothing that Had To Be Done. But that night, and for the following two nights, I still managed to stay up ridiculously late working on other props. We'd wrap around 7 or 8, and then I'd help clean up, and then I'd go to Sean's house and wrestle with props for a hospital room. Saturday itself was strictly prop-making for me, I didn't visit the set at all. Sunday I was back in the backyard in Ingleside, making more blood and more wounds and feeling bad for Crista, who I got to be our Dead Girl In The Bathtub. I spent most of the afternoon darting under a jib arm to get into the bathroom to reapply blood to the rim of the bathtub. Then came lots of struggling with a pump in an attempt to get an effective headshot spurt, to no avail. When in came time to shoot the insert of blood splatter, it was me and gavin with bottles of blood and handfuls of saturated paper towel, hurling gore at a wall. And it was good. Monday we created a hospital room within Sean's bedroom, shot our lead unconscious in it, and wrapped for the weekend.
Really, the shooting portion of every day was the most fun. Before and after were stress about props, but I'd do it again for the fun of the shoot. The crew consisted mostly of people I knew, but not well at all, and several were complete strangers. After four days of shooting, i think i'm a lot closer with most of them. We're actually not even done with shooting yet, still have one more day, but that won't be for another couple weeks. But I'm excited to get back to it.