Wooowowowahwahweewoh over a month since my last post. Proof of the existence of black holes, my friends.
What have I been up to recently? That's so thoughtful of you to ask; you must really be interested. I just finished PD'ing the 1970s film (new pics and more coming soon in my portfolio), which was a total kick in the glass.
New experiences on this particular set include:
- Finding tobacco-free cigars, and getting very inaccurate suggestions from smoke shop owners
- What To Do With Several Large Pieces of Furniture When You Don't Have A Truck to Store Them On
- Driving a 17' box truck
- with much needed morale support
- Constantly asking the question, "Yes, but did that exist prior to 1974?"
- Trying to explain to someone with extreme patience and earnestness over the phone what Scotch tape is
This was also a very graphics-heavy production that required lots of band posters, record labels, record album covers, etc. So like everything I do, I chirped, "I'll figure it out!" And before you can say "Does this file include bleed marks" I created roughly 15 fictitious bands and band posters and sent them off to be printed several times over. One valuable lesson I learned when it comes to filling up wall space with graphics: print a fuck ton more than you ever think you could possibly need. I arrived to set one day with a whole load of posters and flyers under my arm, and by the time I was done decorating one hallway I found myself hand-painting posters and stealing flyers to create thick layers of clutter (--what we were going for) for the next hallway. In the end we got a solid, messy scatter of flyers and posters all over the walls, but future me will surely use this as an anecdote for the next production that says, "Just throw a few posters here to break up the white."
So now that that's done, what's next on the horizon?
I'm once more in the process of talking to productions about Why They Should Hire Me. Currently in the painful purgatory of waiting for answers. BUT IN THE MEANTIME:
FILM FESTIVALS HEY NONNY NONNY
The short film that I PD'd last summer, "Taking a Chance on Love," has been accepted to the Dances With Films festival in LA. In June the short is premiering at the Chinese Theatre. The one with the handprints and the people in the costumes and the whatsis. That's kind of cool!
Other life-in-LA things: I've hit up the UCB Theatre a few times now since it is all of the following:
- always going
- just a hop, skip and a jump away
A week or so ago Casey and I watched "The Mo Show" there, which is like a parody talk show. Special guest "Beyonce" was hysterical, and the host was weird in a truly great way. I kind of want UCB shows to be my "thing," though that concept can't really be carried out in LA. Everything is everyone's thing and nothing is nobody's thing. What a relief everyone here is so well-adjusted and not constantly going to extraordinary lengths to stand out as special and unique and deserving of love.
It's like 10pm right now and a car alarm has been going off for the past ten minutes. Give it a rest, Liza Minelli. I thought the world deemed those things universally obnoxious and unhelpful. If you think about it, the only thing a car alarm does is make random strangers resent the owner of the car. You want to tell me all that concentrated negative juju doesn't result in bad things happening to that person, like their car getting stolen? I've thought a lot about this.