Super Terrific Roshambo Show

July 24, 2010

This morning came early, even though I wasn’t up super late. My sleep was invaded by anxiety dreams. Can Leonardo DiCaprio fix that or something? Or is he the bad guy who invades your dreams…I haven’t seen Inception yet. Regardless, my dreams were full of me making lists, forgetting things, not being able to find my team or locations. Only one of these things happened in real life. The detailed list of props I made for myself was left in my office last night. Exactly where it would do be absolutely no good. So yeah, I forgot a few things, but nothing important.

The day began at the office where a bunch of post production peeps tried to locate and put together a bunch of production equipment. It was…interesting. Next we caravaned, led by a dodgy navigator, to our location. I am IN LOVE with our location. Check it:

Bowling alley, bitches!

Running lines...

Yep, we’re spending the day in a bowling alley. How sweet is that? Air conditioning, beer and burger baskets. It’s a girl’s dream come true, really.

Everything went fairly smooth. Except for the part where we’re all post production sissies and have no idea how to run audio gear. Yeah, great planning. First thing on the list for next year’s pre-production meeting: FIND AN AUDIO GUY!

How many post production guys does it take to fix the audio?

Back soon with more shenanigans.

5:45pm

The crew’s still kickin’ it at Val Air Lanes. We’ve got some good stuff going on. I’m back here in my cozy, safe edit cave…where I don’t have to stand, or move anything or exert energy. I’m super jazzed about looking at the footage. Our actors are effing hilarious. Which is good when you’re making a comedy.

One of my favorite shots:

Kickin' it with Kathy L

Seniors v. Kids

The Plumber

10:37

So, we’re making a seven minute movie. We have 120 minutes of footage. Not kidding. Also, there are a million people in the edit suite. The likelihood of me getting grumpy is at about 50/50 right now. But Matt “the Plumber” Moore and the ref are killing me. Cowboys and hotdogs, man. Cowboys and hotdogs.

1:18

This is what working on a movie for 18 hours looks like.

That’s all.

3:30 am

Home now.

Sleep soon.

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