so, here i am. second day on set. sat in my trailer.
this is lovely- i mean i'm being paid a ton (for me anyway); i got a care package in my hotel; everyone's really lovely... but... fuck, I'm bored.
a) i'm really not in very much of this. i mean i don't have a lot of lines, or anything, i guess my character is significant, but i don't say or do very much, it feels like. it feels like its mostly about how i look, and that i speak a certain language.
b) with every film, except the one i worked on with p, which was just an exception to every rule and a love-project, there is a SHIT TON of waiting around.... just simply waiting around. waiting around in hair and makeup and wardrobe, waiting.
c) there's also a shit ton of mechanical just, shit. like yesterday, literally, i think i walked back and forth from a door to a mirror about 40 times, over the course of two hours. this is boring to me...
i'm a person who's never bored, ever, except for the times i am forced to wait around doing nothing, like when i've worked in restaurants that were dead, or on these shoots...
i guess i just realize, this isn't really what i do.
but i'm not complaining. just exploring. this is an experience, and also a period of forced relaxation... its just a long time, for that, and for what seems to be such a small role to be on a location for 2 weeks... but, forced relaxation, forced break in routine, and some exploration........ more later.... also i was exhausted yesterday...
this is lovely- i mean i'm being paid a ton (for me anyway); i got a care package in my hotel; everyone's really lovely... but... fuck, I'm bored.
a) i'm really not in very much of this. i mean i don't have a lot of lines, or anything, i guess my character is significant, but i don't say or do very much, it feels like. it feels like its mostly about how i look, and that i speak a certain language.
b) with every film, except the one i worked on with p, which was just an exception to every rule and a love-project, there is a SHIT TON of waiting around.... just simply waiting around. waiting around in hair and makeup and wardrobe, waiting.
c) there's also a shit ton of mechanical just, shit. like yesterday, literally, i think i walked back and forth from a door to a mirror about 40 times, over the course of two hours. this is boring to me...
i'm a person who's never bored, ever, except for the times i am forced to wait around doing nothing, like when i've worked in restaurants that were dead, or on these shoots...
i guess i just realize, this isn't really what i do.
but i'm not complaining. just exploring. this is an experience, and also a period of forced relaxation... its just a long time, for that, and for what seems to be such a small role to be on a location for 2 weeks... but, forced relaxation, forced break in routine, and some exploration........ more later.... also i was exhausted yesterday...
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