When Night Falls . . .

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!

Affirmed.

We were scheduled for filming at the Riverwalk.  It was an especially steamy afternoon, and the crew set up a makeshift tent on the lawn overlooking the water, and the walk itself.  All the moms had taken up a seat on the cement staircase nearby, just below the actors and actresses seated under the canopy prepared for them.

Curious passersby soon began meandering through.

One particular woman stopped to inquire of all the goings-on.

She was told, clearly, as to what she was viewing, right down to the 'star power' of those she was looking at.  One little girl in particular held her keen interest.  That little girls' Momma had just finished detailing the daughter's latest resume' endeavor, a popular show on network television.

The stranger peered under the canopy with her hungry-to-see eyes.

Those eyes, growing wide, turned to us with amazement.  The woman spoke:  "Why you're RIGHT!  That is her!" 

 . . . as if we didn't know, or had somehow misspoken . . .

:rolleyes:

LOLOL

The Gang Takes Shape . . .

Eight days into filming, the gaggle of teenagers that comprise the cast have begun to show their true colors.  Friendships are being formed over on-set jokes du jour, and the close proximity in the hair and makeup trailer.

Perhaps the signature definition of the project thus far has been the remake of "Wanna Be A Billionaire" . . . so far, us parents have been innundated to such a degree that we can now sing the song in our sleep, and play the chords verbatim.  :)

So it goes . . .