Another late night last night meant a late call today which will no doubt translate to an even later night tonight. Yesterday began with a stunt sequence perfectly executed under the guidance of Stargate Atlantis Stunt Coordinator James “Bam Bam Bamford” with the assistance of the Blow Up Boys Wray and Scott. The first take was perfect, saving us the trouble of having to set up for another kick at the can and allowing us to move on to Tent #3 for Sheppard’s, then Dusty’s, lonely walk through the fog-shrouded abandoned marketplace.
It was smooth sailing until around mid-morning when we suffered our first on-set crisis. Because we were shooting a stunt, Glenn, our first aid guy, had to be there “just in case”. Alas, Glenn pulls double-duty as our craft service guy as well and, since he couldn’t be in two places at once (ie. on set seeing to the safety of our cast and crew AND preparing our mid-morning snack), our toasted reubens and veggies and sandwiches were half an hour late!
After lunch, we descended into the catacombs. The wide angle shots of the dark and dampened stone passageways revealed by the searching flashlight beams are eerily beautiful. Some walking, some talking, a discovery and then we capped things off with a pyrotechnic “show and mow” I like to refer to as the “Song of Fire and Iced” sequence.
This morning, following a brief debriefing with my fellow producers and a fast track breakfast burrito, I arrived on set in time to watch the blocking of the first scene: Creepy Well Sequence #1. From there, we jumped back into the catacombs, then over to the alleyway for a surprising discovery.
Things were going swimmingly until around lunchtime when I started to experience a minor eye irritation. I thought nothing of it until I popped into the bathroom to check it out – and noticed my right eyelid red and slightly swollen. Hmm, the last time this happened, it didn’t go so well for me. A little clean-up work around my wife’s office uncovered an unexpected surprise in the form of a faceful of fiberglass. This led to a minor eye irritation which developed into an infection which necessitated my getting my “eyelid flipped” during an examination that resulted in my being prescribed Amoxicillin that, one week later, triggered a massive allergic reaction that turned my skin tone a glorious magenta. Glenn (see paragraph 2) was kind enough to swing by and administer some eye drops which should, I hope, deal with the problem thereby ensuring I won’t have to sport an eye patch to my chocolate party.
Today’s blog entry is dedicated to lurker, occasional poster, and birthday girl Aboleyn24.