Last night was the Dark Matter season 3 cast dinner and, as I predicted, we didn’t eat until after 9:00 pm. And, yes, I did eat. Again. But only to be polite. Since I’d already had supper, I limited myself to the corn soup appetizer, the lamb ribs, and a spoonful of Zoie Palmer’s chocolate-orange pudding dessert.
A great time was had by all – except our affable host, Prodigy Pictures President and Dark Matter Executive Producer Jay Firestone, who was home sick but still treated us to an excellent meal, a couple of bottles of red wine, and champagne.
This morning, we gathered in the Raza mess for the very first production meeting of the young season. We blazed through both episodes in under two hours, well before our taco lunch.
Whelp, wildly successful production meeting aside, today was one of those wearisome days that makes you regret not having sold your house at the height of the market, cashed out, and retired to Yokohama. Seemingly endless notes to be given, holes to be plugged, an unfathomable discourse on tax credits, another major rewrite looms and – AND I chipped my brand new pair of purple kicks…
Tomorrow: The cast read-thru!