Totally Unauthorized

A side of the film industry most people never see.

Beam Me Up, Scotty.. It’s hour 14 and we’re still shooting.

This is my fourth day on “Enterprise”.

Day one, Thursday – I came in just for a night shot and had fun. Worked 8 hours, got home at a decent hour.

Day two, Friday – 12 hours.

Day three, Monday – I lost count.

Call time: 6am.

Wrap time: 10:30 pm (approximately – my cell phone died and I don’t wear a watch anymore). We’re shooting in the lobby of the Paramount Theater, which has magically been transformed to the conference room of Star Fleet.

We’re still there today (Tuesday), and it’s a new show with a new director. Same set, same props, same lighting, same actors, but the guy calling the shots has changed. TV is kind of freaky that way. I work more movies, and it’s just wierd as hell to me to have the director and AD’s change all the time.

Anyhow, there’s a TON of really cool alien makeup, and it’s fun to watch the ‘aliens’ walking around the lot, smoking cigarettes, drinking coke, and eating potato chips.

I’ve never watched the show, so I have no idea what’s going on.

The director for the last few days was LeVar Burton (who was on one of the old Star Treks), and he’s amazing.. He knows what he wants and shoots it fast.
This guy (I have no idea what his name is), is really disorganized, wastes a lot of time and does a TON of takes. Ouch.
I was supposed to have a Valentines Day date tonight, but had to bail at the last minute. I thought we’d be out by 8 pm. Silly me.

I keep having trouble getting onto the lot. Production keeps forgetting to call in a pass for me, so I have to stand there for 20 minutes while the guard tries to call folks (this SUCKS at 5:45 am – no one’s in yet). I have an old I.D. from when I used to work on Entertainment Tonight (or some unholy spinoff thereof), but it doesn’t work anymore. I’ve been to the office twice to try to get the swipe card to work – it would, after all, be in Production’s best interest to not have to deal with this every morning – but they don’t seem to care.

If they’re as tired as I am, I can understand why.

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