Day 3

This post is a little late in coming, because to put it bluntly, Day 3 kind of bit the big one.

Day 3 was the day we were shooting, in my opinion, the funniest scene in the movie. So we all knew we had to get it right.

We usually work from ten in the morning to around midnight, and we shot that one scene from about eleven to five.

Later in the night, after finishing up some other shots, Drew and I took a look at the footage for the day.

Everything was looking fine until we got to that important scene.

As soon as that footage started rolling it was like somebody pushed some magical button that turned everything to crap.

The lighting was crap.
The acting was crap.
The audio was crap.
Even the focus was crap.

And it was like that for the entire scene. And then the next scene was just fine. Hmmm...

So Day 3 involved a lot of frustration and then, much later in the night, a lot of giggling--the kind of giggling you do like when you fall out of an airplane without a parachute and you know you're as good as dead in a few minutes, so you might as well giggle.

Sidenote: I spent a good part of Day 3 as an actor, which I normally don't do a lot of on the grounds that acting sucks and I hate it. But the worst part is I'm coming off of a cold, so my nose needs a good deal of picking.

But the camera was on me for a good part of the day, so whenever I found my finger trying to sneak up to my nose, I had to constantly tell it to get back down.

Later, after all the shooting, I was lying in bed, ready to go to sleep, when I felt that my nose needed a picking. I started reaching up with my finger, but just before it got there, I quickly pulled it down.

I thought the camera was rolling.

Maybe the camera is always rolling--even when it comes to nose-picking.