In order to shift liability for accidents onto the crew, we are required to undergo safety training.
The bulk of the classes were some time ago, and now it’s just the occasional add-on whenever someone gets hurt, or someone important thinks they might get hurt.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for education and safety training, I really am. An educated workforce is the best insurance against accidents.
This particular class was about process trailer safety. And that’s an important class, especially for people who haven’t had any experience with process trailers.
That funny-looking thing you see in the link is a process trailer. Because it’s asking a bit much of actors to remember their lines and drive at the same time (no snark here, it’s difficult), one puts the car on a trailer and tows it around while the actors mimic driving and say the lines.
It’s also very useful if your car is a stick shift and your actor doesn’t know how to drive one – or if you want a dolly shot of the car while it’s moving, or if you want…
Hell, there’s a million reasons to use a process trailer and very few to let an actor drive.
It was taught by a former AD, so it was a very interesting perspective on the whole thing, and despite the warnings I’d heard that the class was boring and useless I found it very interesting.
The only bad part is the driving all the way across town.
I’m not kidding. The training facility is on the other side of the Los Angeles Metropolitan area, and I have to traverse the worst traffic corridor in North America to get there.
So I went to the 12:30 to 3:30 class in the hopes of missing the worst of the traffic.
I combined errands and went to the bank, dropped off the recycling, swam in the 50 meter pool in the valley, and then hit the class.
I’d intended to go to Ikea after, but Obama is coming so I went straight home in the hopes of missing that clusterfuck.
Still no work, but I’m hearing it’s going to be really busy, soon.
Until then, I will continue with cleaning the apartment and weeding the garden – two tasks that get neglected when I get busy.