It happens sooner or later on every shoot.
The long hours, the pressure from production to finish the day and stay on time and on budget…people start to lose their patience, and they get cranky.
It happened today. Were tired, and, were all trying to make a bigger movie than the budget will allow, so I think everyone is feeling the pressure, and cracks are beginning to show.
Fortunately, everyone seems to understand that were all cranky, and why were cranky, and we havent turned on each other, yet. Its the time when please and thank you go a very long way to keep us all sane, and everyone seems to be aware of that.
It really says a lot about the cool people on this crew and in this cast, that even though were wiped out, and the production has set some very tough expectations for us (13 pages today!)were all still playing on the same team.
So even though were all in danger of reaching Donner Party status, the work hasnt suffered, and everyone remains supportive of each other, which is cool. Weve even managed to work some cannibal humor into the day to lighten the mood.
I like feeling like Im on a team, and that Im part of something much larger than myself. On days like today, that camaraderie is really tested. Fortunately, as far as I can tell, were passing the test.
The scenes today were mostly between me and Maureen, and our long personal history is adding this great extra dimension to our performances. We have this great trust in each other, and weve been allowed by the director to improvise a bit within the scenes, so they have this great natural, conversational quality which I hope translates into the final product.
On the way home, I pulled into my neighborhood, which is swarming with children and their parents, trick-or-treating. I drove slowly towards my house, smiling and waving at numerous Spider Men, Buzz Light Years, and a few vampires.
When I got to my house, I felt really sad…Nolan and Ryan had already carved their jack o lanterns, and they were out trick-or-treating…but my insanely cool wife hadnt carved hers, yet…because she was waiting for me. As soon as they get back, the carving will begin.
Happy Halloween, everybody!
Day Seven
Youd think that, after working as an actor for 23 years with some pretty impressive people, Id just stop feeling star struck, just take it in stride when I have a scene with someone who I really admire.
Of course, youd be wrong.
Each time I have a scene with Isaac Hayes, I get this flutter in my belly, the same way I did when I had scenes with Patrick on TNG or Robin Williams in Flubber, or Ron Jeremy in Mr. Stitch. I catch myself between takes, mind wandering, thinking, Oh man! This is so cool!
We had a scene this morning, and this other actor, a brilliant man called John Reilly, is in the scene with us. John turns to Isaac, and says, I saw you on this awards show, and you were covered with FX smoke…what show was that?
Isaac looks at him, and smiles, and replies, You mean the Academy Awards?
Maureen and I explode into laughter, and I say, Oh, yeah. that awards show. Did anybody see it?
John laughs too, and explains that Isaac is one of his idols, so he has seen most of his performances, and theyve sort of blurred together across the years.
They talk about the performance, about how hard it was to see Isaac, and Isaac says, Man, Billy spent the rest of the night talking about that!
Billy is, of course, Billy Crystal.
When Isaac speaks of these hugely famous people he knows, he always refers to them by their first name, only, and he speaks of them the way youd speak of Dan from Accounting, or Jenny the girl from upstairs. Its very surreal.
The rest of the day is spent filming scenes with just me and Maureen. Its long and at times its a bit arduous, but very satisfying.
Theres a scene which really needs some help from us, because in the rewrites, its drifted from its original meaning, and has gotten sort of muddled and a bit confused. So maureen and I spend a lot of time just improvising, staying true to our characters and keeping things simple, and we ultimately discover several very wonderful moments which add great depth and meaning to the story and our characters. We are very fortunate to have a director who trusts us, and to trust each other, so we can follow the little inspirations which occasionally pop up during a take, knowing that well create something interesting and maybe even moving in the process.
Im happy when the day is done. I feel very satisfied with what weve done, and proud of the work weve turned in.
We also got the word from the Big Tough Executive Producer Guy Man Dude, and the word was that he loves the work he is seeing, and that this is his favorite of all the productions hes done for PAX.
Yesterday, I spoke of that seemingly endless waiting period when we dont know if what weve done will translate to the screen, and today I had a thought: the wonderful sense of satisfaction I enjoyed today cant ever be taken away from me, regardless of what happens with the final cut of the film. It is that feeling which compels me to create, whether it be as an actor, writer, or street-performing mime who is trapped in an ever-shrinking box.
That feeling is Mine(tm), and if the audience likes what we did, if everything comes together in just the right way and we end up with something memorable, well, thats just a bonus.
Day Six
The alarm was brutal this morning, and I moved through the first half of the day on autopilot.
Well, thats not entirely true. When I was on the set, my mind would wake up long enough for me to be present in the scene, from action to cut. Until after lunch, though, all the other times were spent in an exhausted haze.
I was so tired because I spent the evening yesterday with Anne and the boys, picking out punkins for Halloween.
I love Halloween more than any other holiday. I love the scary decorations, the spooky movies, and the costumes…oh, the costumes!
Anne is really skilled with the FX makeup, so we always end up as really horrible zombies, complete with gushing blood and spooky wounds…its hard to tell who loves it more: me or the kids.
I usually start decorating the house the last week of September, and by the 31st, the house is in full-on spook mode.
This year, though, between the Avon 3 Day and the movie, Anne and I havent had time to hang a single skeleton, or tape up a single mummy. Anne took the kids to pick out their makeup and costumes last week while I was on the set, so last night was my first chance to do anything Halloweeny with the kids. Even though I was exhausted from work, and I knew that I should have been learning lines and going to bed early, I wasnt about to miss out on time with the family…and I felt really great about that choice. As recently as a year ago, I wouldnt have stayed up to learn lines after theyd all gone to bed, and though I am positively wiped out, I dont regret the decision at all.
Tomorrow I have 7 1/8 pages, and since were shooting out of order, I have to work hard to ensure that I track my character correctly across the story…I love that stuff because its a challenge, but its also one of those efforts that I wont know the results of for months, until I see the movie. Thats a part of acting in places other than the stage which Id forgotten about: we work really hard all day long, for days at a time, and we dont really have anything to show for it, other than the occasional reassurance from the director, and the visceral feeling that we did something right.
Then its months of waiting, hoping that the composer, the editor, and the director bring to the screen what we thought we were making while we were on the set.
I only have to wait until the end of January to see this picture, and I dont think I will be disappointed.
I had some challenging scenes today; some real emotional stuff, where my character has to contemplate some life-and-death choices…heavy stuff, and I was able to use my real physical exhaustion to inspire my characters emotional exhaustion.
I also had some scenes with Isaac Hayes…and every time he spoke, I had to really focus, so I wouldnt start singing, suck on my chocolate salty balls in my head.
Heh, see how its in your mind right now? That was me, all day long.
Day Five, and some Pimpin’
Today was a very routine day working on a film, and the only really interesting thing that happened wasn’t even related to the movie!
There’s a great show on NPR called “Marketplace,” and one of the producers emailed me a few weeks ago, asking if I’d be interested in participating in a program about how child actors deal with the money and fame that comes with success.
I told her that I’d love to do it, and she asked me, quite charmingly, if I had heard of a program called “This American Life,” which she also produces.
Heh. No, really. She asked me that.
So I geeked out, and we scheduled the interview for the tuesday following the conclusion of the Avon 3 Day. Trouble was, I booked the job on the movie while I was gone, and I wasn’t going to be able to get into a studio. I thought that I was going to lose the opportunity, and we spent the last week or so emailing back and forth, trying to pull together some sort of plan…and we hit upon one over the weekend: she’d send an engineer out to the set with a DAT, and I’d call her. She’d sit in her own studio and record herself, I’d be recorded in my dressing room, and they’d put the two together later.
Isn’t technology cool?
So today I did my interview, and it was really great…it went on and on, for close to three hours, broken up by my calls to the set to do my scenes. The engineer, a really nice and patient guy called “Skott” was at the set for nearly 6 hours, and never complained once.
So what’s the cool thing, you ask? In the interview, I ended up telling her this story about my childhood…that she said has a very good chance of making it onto This American Life.
Holy.
Shit.
Talk about dreams coming true!!
Tomorrow I am in everything, so I’m off to learn pages of lines…but before I go, I want to pimp out my friend Sean.
Sean and his wife Caryn are opening a really amazing gallery in downtown Los Angeles this weekend, and I want to let everyone know about it. If you’re in LA, or know people who are into the art scene here in town, please come over and check it out this weekend. You can “read more” to get the address and times.
I hope to see some WWDN readers there!
Whoops
Uhm.
Yeah.
If you sent me an important email in the last three weeks, you may want to resend it.
I was trying to build a shell script to automatically get the nightly build of mozilla, and, uh…well, I managed to delete all my mail.
Serves me right for trying a new mailer (mozilla) without keeping my backups current. Back to Kmail for me.
I lose major geek points for this, don’t I?
:/