I do a lot of things. I always have. I am also interested in a lot of things. I can’t help it, I just am.
I want to know how to do everything. Just because.
I have had some well deserved rest this week after a gruelling shoot. It is not hard work or bad work (I am loving it) it is just long. I have been working 70-80 hour weeks without having my daily smoothie as I pretty much get up, pick someone up and get to set. I do have some down time during shoot hours but mostly have things to do. I have done a spot of data wrangling, bumped out gaffas, drove 5000kms (I’d be on my way back from Perth) and other bits and bobs as needed on set including negotiating a van purchase for Scotty. I have tried to con Francis into letting me boom for a day just so I can add sound to my repertoire.
It has been fun on set, making new friends, laughing with old friends and collaborating to tell a story – a murderous story set in the Australian Bush. It was nice (somewhat gruesome) to see a clip that the editors put together for the crew. Chappy is pretty good at his job and it was nice to stop for a minute and go “oh yeah that is what we are doing here”.
Friday night we had a clown car full of stunties (stunt people not dwarves from the lead mountain – real thing just looked it up) arrive on set and after a bit of a setback with the first stunt crash, we get locked and loaded and ready to roll the police car. Three cameras in place start rolling as bodies move to the safe zones (I myself was behind a man mountain – I figured just behind the stunt crew but as close to the action as possible would be a good place to be).
It was cool. There is no other way to describe it.
I tried to talk a couple of the stunt crew into doing laps in the mud in the four wheeler. I had a change of clothes in the car and it would have been so much fun. While we all agreed it would be fun, serious faces were in place as we had a movie to shoot.
Brendan (one of the camera crew) kindly dropped me home at 4.30am. I had lined up Annie (my mum) to come and pick me up at 3.30am from the side of a highway but Brendan saved her the trip. I had rung her earlier in the week wondering aloud how much she loved me and if a 3.30am pick up was part of said love. Turns out it was, but it wasn’t required.
I had a few hours sleep and was late getting up as I set the alarm for pm not am, I jumped out of bed threw some clothes in a bag and rushed out to Carla’s. Turns out I could have had another hour or so sleep but I did have an awesome shower in her new house. I then slothed on the couch in the media room with George and while we watched Mean Girls and Bride Wars (her choice not mine) we tried to see if our feet could touch over the enormous expanse of couch.
I fired up my kindle and bought Career of Evil (book 3 Cormoran Strike novel) and The Fingerprints of the Gods (thank you Seth) and am reading these while trying to golf, write, edit, video and catch up with friends.
I have not had time to make my daily smoothie (which I have been having consistently for nearly two years) shooting the film. From getting in bed only to crawl out and be on set again before I am even awake, I have not had time to make my breakfast.
That is why set is fully catered. No one has time for anything outside shooting. You sleep away from set and that is about it.
I have not been able to do much exercisse and the day I do, I get to Ana’s early and quickly change. It is just before sunset and the first time since we started shooting I am anywhere and it is still daylight. I lock the door and dash down the road ecstatic as my body opens up as I sprint down the street. I keep an eye out for a park to do sit-ups, pushups and dips etc but as I don’t see one I stop at a bus stop do some tricep dips on the seat, push ups on the concrete beside the seat and then box jumps on the seat which is what I was doing when the bus pulled up to see if I needed a lift. Aparently this is not normal exercise for Rose Bay area.
Turns out Ana doesn’t lock both door locks. Ever. There is no key. Well there is now. But there wasn’t before. I locked my friends out of their apartment – just what every houseguest aspires to.
While I am still only eating good food I am eating way more than I usually do and in fact think I have eaten more meat in the last four weeks than I have in the last year. And the food is very good. I am a little curvier than I usually am and while Andrew whips up delicious treats in that truck of his, I would prefer my smoothie.
I look back at my last couple of weeks and I have;
- got pulled over by the police in an unregistered ute I was moving to set that we are crashing (I did have a permit).
- I watched Troy (make up artist extraordinaire) do a gunshot wound to an eye and the following day make it up from fresh gunshot to rotting with maggots (the strategically placed maggots were rice from the dish we had eaten for lunch that day).
- I have spent nights all over Sydney – Erskineville, Bondi, Clovelly, Rose Bay, Leichhardt, Bowral, Buxton, Balmoral – I certainly am a gypsy with great friends who let me crash (I have only locked one household out)
- Chipped my tooth on a bloody apple and get emergency dental work (thanks Ness)
- I have had some fun experiences in Macquarie fields, laughing with various cast and crew as we get up to all sorts. We have had pigs and dogs and babies on set with gunfire and murder and car crashes.
This week I have visited mum, Carla, Zac, Paul, Shannon, Amber, Craig, Dave, have read a couple of books, edited and uploaded a video, arranged golf in a couple of countries, played some darts, did a bit of work for the film and cooked.
Tomorrow I golf.