“I really like Joe,”said our Assistant Production Manager Robbie David. “He’s always so positive.”
“Positive?”asked my writer partner, Paul, instantly dubious. Having known me for well over twenty-five years, he’d be the first to tell you that “positive” would probably be well down on the list of adjectives used to paint a picture of yours truly (falling somewhere between “druidic” and “herbaceous”). “Joe?”
“Yeah,”said Robbie. “I saw him on his way in. He was talking about how great it was that he had the opportunity to see different parts of Ontario like Hamilton and Kitchener.”
A full three seconds of silence and then, Paul: “Robbie, he was being sarcastic.”
Yes, apparently, that happens a lot – people taking my sarcasm for genuine sincerity. So, to be clear: I DON’T think a rogue equipment manager is to blame for ensuring quarterback Tom Brady had some nice grippably deflated footballs to throw last weekend, I DID NOT take six years of breakdancing lessons nor am I looking forward to showing off my moves at the wrap party, and it’s possible I DIDN’T notice you’re doing something new with your hair. But chances are I still LOVE IT!
Anyway, as to the specific incident in question – yes, I may have been a little sarcastic. After dealing with doggy issues that morning (see last entry, ed.), I drove an hour and twelve minutes to an area devoid of proper signage to point me in the right direction. At one point, I was thrilled to spot an actual sign on the roadside up ahead only to discover, on approach, that it was actually a notice for a local bake sale.
When I finally did roll up outside the entrance to the water treatment facility, I discovered I’d actually missed the crew park. I was informed that signage was a Vancouver production thing. Next time, I had to follow the parking cones – judiciously lining the route (roughly 3-5 miles between each one).
It was a long but incredibly fulfilling day as director T.J. Scott, in collaboration with stunt coordinator John Stead and our awesome cast, shot, slashed, and blasted the place up. Last day for some of our guest stars – Chloe Rose, Rob Stewart, and Amanda Brugel – who not only delivered terrific performances and offered delightful company, but also kindly supplied me with reference letters for the position of ambassador to Burkina Faso in our model U.N. club.
We managed to squeeze in a location scout for episodes #106 and #109 and ended up wrapping – early! – at 11:30 p.m. After that, it was a quick 90 minute drive back in the mostly streetlight-devoid dead of night and I was in bed by 1:30 a.m.
This weekend, it’s chores, chores, chores, a pink page pass on episode #103, an early Sunday afternoon visit to our shuttle (the phantom class marauder) set, and I’ve already started thinking about my ideal trailer for the show.
Some pics from Friday’s festivities:
Our screen grab of the day (from Thursday’s action):
Trouble comin’ your way!
Tomorrow: wall to wall meetings as prep continues on #103. Meanwhile, main unit shoots its first day on our shuttle – the phantom class marauder!