We wrapped today. (Considers executing a little happy dance; thinks better of it in case of total body collapse.)
We had a wrap lunch of sorts yesterday as Mr Eversden and his ever-present assistant, Mr Hall, were no longer required for their lighting expertise – the camera was going to be operated from within the car, come what may. I’d been warned that Mr Eversden could be a bit of a curmudgeon but I found him to be patient and accommodating and utterly professional. Another name to ask for specifically when I can afford to pay full rates.
Today it was just our actors, the unflappable Mr Amosa and the irrepressible Ms Leilua, our grizzled DOP Mr Meikle, and myself. Second unit stuff, I think this is called: getting ‘dirty’ over-shoulder stuff of our actors driving around the city, catching shots of this or that guerilla-styles, capturing moments that may or may not come in handy. It’s always better to have options in editing, than not have enough footage at all.
Our day was five hours long. After four looong days (I’d be up at 0600, out the door by 0630, home by 2100 with production stuff to attend to, followed by bedtime at 0000*), it was… I can’t find the words to describe how happy I was to see my family in the day time. It sounds incredibly saccharine but it’s true of my relationship with The Goddess: time apart is painful.
Sometime this week I’ll post about more specific things – like how could I possibly fill up a day like that with a mere short film, or why in the gods’ name would I do such a thing. Until then, I’m off to bed.
* Yes, this was only for four days. Yes, I am a wuss. And yes, right now, I don’t care. But I’ll remember you said that. I remember things like that.
