I can see it in their faces as they drive by – they think we’re nuts. 30 grown people sitting outside wrapped in a variety of thermal clothes, huddled around portable gas heaters while one individual in a particularly bright thermal outfit (me) watches TV and barks orders and waves his arms around a lot. That’s what happened today for 13 hours and NO RAIN! (OK a few drops just before lunch).
Buss discovered Jerry right across the street from where we shot the last scene two weeks ago on the first day of the Sphincter Unit. Not my original intention but a location SNAFU (not Abraham’s fault I hasten to add) meant I had to pick a new location and fast last week sometime. And you know what – in the end this compromise paid off. It was probably the right choice all along and served our purposes nicely.
Lunchtime brought a package from the Fedex man: my first look at some of the scenes cut together…and wow – we’re actually making a movie. It works. I can’t wait for Maggie, our exec, to come back tomorrow so I can show her some stuff.
We finished the day at the strip club where QT races inside to find some girls. However the “GIRLS” sign was not doing it for me so Kev despatched his trusty second, David Footman, to hoof it over to the Paramount (the emporium down the street where young women divest themselves of their fine apparel) to enlist one of their young employees to provide the necessary incentive for QT to make his dash inside and voila we were in business. Yes folks…that’s what a Second Assistant Director does for a living.