Friday, July 2, 2010
Grueling heat indexes; humidity to high heaven; dusky takes and reels . . . all of these my son, The Actor had accomplished with nary a complaint. Last night was a first, however ~ filming in the inky black of night.
Crewmen and women, tugging and pulling on heavy equipment stood silently during takes, and moved with dexterity between them. Crickets began their song, and baby frogs began hopping across the cement floors of the cityscape.
The cast moved between their places, to a makeshift seating arrangement; all illuminated by floodlights piercing the darkness.
What a process, this filmmaking!