Friday's shoot was absolute chaos. Out of the six people who said they would show, only three actually did- our camera man, Chuck, second camera guy Dustin, and my wonderful audio wizard, Tee. Unfortunately, I myself was only there for the beginnings of set up when I got some bad news about a friend, and spent the rest of the morning and afternoon at the hospital.
I got back to set around 5pm, as they were breaking set- not by choice, since they hadn't gotten all the shots were supposed to get, but the club owner (the location) was calling time. Then he changed his mind, and said we could stay til 9. So we unpacked, re-setup, then at 7 he changed his mind again- we had to leave. So we broke set a second time. Because of the two false alarms, by the time 9pm rolled around, we still hadn't gotten our shots. At this point, the club cliental I guess were all pretty into being background extras (thank God we'd gotten all the audio we needed already- after four harddrive dumps of the DAR, we certainly have plenty to work with!), and we were able to stay til midnight to get what we needed. A good thing we got it all on Friday, too... The next night, Saturday, the whole place was closed down and taped off by lots of nice yellow police tape. Don't know what happened, don't really want to.
Saturday went a lot better. The high-rise condominium apartment/condo was perfect, beautiful place with hardwood floors and a killer view. We got going around 4pm, wrapped up around 7pm. Only real glitch was our caterer being awol, so yours truly made a pizza run- which brings me to one of my side stories.
This may sound unimportant, but there was a moment in the day, when we were all crowded into the bathroom (a big bathroom, thankfully- the size of some bedrooms I've seen), munching on pizza and gulping diet coke, and we could hear Bill (William Johnson, directer/writer) talking with the talent, and we're chitchatting in the bathroom, me mostly catching up on what I'd missed during my two hour pizza run (Vegas Strip traffic at 5pm on a saturday....). Then we heard Bill shout for quiet, heard the clacker, and all at once every single person in the bathroom paused mid sentence, mid chew, and we all went completely silent without even thinking about it. It was one of those moments were you go, 'wow...I'm not a student anymore...these guys get it...and I'm one of them.' It was a revelation, of sorts, that I wasn't playing pretend in Eddie's bluescreen classroom, classmates watching from the control room and joking around and snickering. This was real- certainly not on the same level as some big productions, but real enough. And I absolutely loved it. I knew 100% that I was where I wanted to be, where I was supposed to be. When you dump six figures into school, it's nice to know you didn't make a mistake in your career selection.
Anyways, last shoot today, final scenes. Hope it goes as good as yesterday, if not better!
-Catherine
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