I’m always happy to get a day of work, but lately I’m downright joyful, even if I’m working somewhere that’s going to make me very, very uncomfortable, such as Pasadena.
In case you’re not familiar, Pasadena is east of Los Angeles, and, in the summer, is hotter than the surface of the sun. No, I’m not exaggerating.
Our call time was 6 am, which meant there was no traffic, so I got there in about 20 minutes, and then had another 20 minute van ride up to the top of a hill in a park I didn’t know existed.
Of course, the director changed the location of the first shot to a part of the park that hadn’t been scouted at all – so right when they were ready to start rehearsing, the sprinklers came on.
Then, the sun came up.
The heat was tolerable as long as one stayed in the shade, but any venture into the sun resulted in a very uncomfortable frying sensation.
After the first half of the day in the park, we moved to a home in Pasadena. A very lovely hillside home with a very lovely view of the city.
A hillside home, though, means that we have to push our carts up a hilly driveway and fight with all the other departments for level ground on which to stage equipment. In this case, it was a parking deck which, on the scout, it was determined we’d never, ever see so it was, in theory, safe.
Of course, as soon as he walked on set, the director decided that the parking deck was the best looking part of the stunning mid-century modern home and that he absolutely had to have the shot include it.
So, we pushed our carts back down the hill.
The good news is that the home was on an east-facing hill, so the yard was out of the worst of the sun. The bad news was we were shooting day for day so the east facing home would lose any usable light far earlier than we were going to finish shooting.
So, when we were finished shooting in the direction of the parking deck, we pushed our carts back up the hill.
Which was a good thing, since as we lost the light we started pulling out the HMIs to create light that was dissapearing behind the hill.
Once the light started to go, the director kicked it into high gear and we finished just as it was getting really, truly dark.
Then, we had to wrap out of the house – which was fine as the heat, finally, was gone.
Cruelest moment of the day: The pool. One can never, ever, EVER jump into a pool at a location. Firstly, because the homeowner doesn’t want a sweaty film crew clogging up the filters, and secondly, because one doesn’t want to work in wet clothes, but when one is really overheated the sight of an empty swimming pool is pure torture.
Oh, sweet cold water.. how I want you.
Call time: 6 am:
Wrap time 7:30 pm.
We closed our truck doors at 8 pm.
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