Thursday, September 21, 2006

12 Hours Till We're Headlining


I hear all your voices out there asking: where are they? What happened? Have they been assassinated? Has the government shut them down? Have they escaped this Earth?

We are still here and we shoot in 12 hours. Somehow, we have found ourselves a day before shooting despite all of Fate's relentless efforts to stop us. We secured a location only 3 days ago, where we had a recce with the entire crew and our newly appointed Assistant Director. The script and shots were broken down and adapted to the space (out went all of our dollies and jib shots as the rooms aren't big enough), layout was planned, rooms were assigned their usage and so on.

The next day (two days ago) we realized that our grip broke his arm in an accident (not much left to grip with) and our assistant director got a paid job (not very assisting). The race was on; would we succumb to grief and desperation or will we find replacements?

Our AD now is one Wa'el Hattar (man with piercing). Wa'el is an old friend from Beirut who agreed to come on last minute to sort out the mess the last AD left behind. Who we replaced our grip with is still a mystery to me.

Naturally, everyone is down with a flu. Me, my AD, our sound designer and DP. Gesundheit to us.

I unglued myself from my snotty pillow to make my way up to Stamford Hill to buy a mezuza for our scene tomorrow. Dan's mother decides to pay him an impromptu visit to congratulate him on moving but surprises him in bed with Luma. She gives him a mezuza as a prezzie. I'm not sure if it's the best idea to use such an obscure item to imply Dan's Jewishness and have been wondering if he should explain what it is to the camera... Ugh, unnecessary dialogue...

After Stamford hill, I wandered down to Springfield park on this gloriously sunny day and got attacked by some mongrel dog. A couple of rabies shots later, I was reclined on the lawn revising what Rabiger
has to say about being on set. He says make crib notes.

Well, I guess I'm just dilly dallying. This might be our last posting EVER!

Wish us luck.

3 Comments:

Blogger lens said...

Aaaah! Good luck and broken legs to all. I'm sure when you're on the other side of this you'll look back at all the setbacks and snot and dirty pillow-cases and throw your head back and laugh, taking a hearty swig out of mezuzas and menorahs galore.
Eih. Fa nshallah tisweer mwaffa2 w nashallah t7illu mishklt el sharq el awsat.
Mabaaaaweeeeees! Qubulaaaaaat!

22/9/06 1:06 am  
Blogger Michael Fakhri said...

tic toc tic toc. ya man, i'm blasting all the good vibes of what is left of Senor Gaffer, grip and gaffer to the spics and wogs. bonne chance. good luck. ummm.. feliz navidad. go man, go!

22/9/06 3:01 am  
Blogger the fdz said...

This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.

6/10/06 2:15 pm  

Post a Comment

<< Home