the worst person to fall for (apart from someone who doesn't dig the gender you belong to) is a non-normal neuro who's committed to someone else.
kung wala syang konsensya, baka ma-exploit ka pa. neurotics can be heartless sometimes.
* * *
but not all neuros will milk this for all it's worth.
and not all neuros will be heartless all the time.
sometimes, hindi nila masisikmura.
single or not,
attraction can't be forced.
either you're in or you're out.
at kung hindi ka naman binibigyan ng motibo,
bakit pa.
waste of time.
waste of gasoline.
waste of txt msgs and flatteries.
so stop it.
but a neuro will not tell you to stop.
they will want you to keep on,
because flattery makes them feel better about themselves.
they will not do anything about it
they will not do anything about you,
but they will not stop you.
for your sake, though,
you'd better go find someone else.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
3 (contract) shooting days to go and a cameo
my, time flies. day 16 coming up tomorrow.
the last project before this was done in 24 days, i think. for project RR, god-willing, we're officially calling it a wrap on saturday.
for the american director and cast, at least. we're all guessing that once the boss direk is up and well enough to view the first cut of what we've shot, he'll call for additional shoots/reshoots. which will be approximately a month from now. give or take a week.
(figures-wise though, that, folks, should be another story.)
imagine finishing an action film of epic scale in 18 days? mehn. these two are the fastest directors i've EVER worked with. i mean really.
* * *
yesterday i was temporarily pulled out of my scripty job to do a cameo. the american director and his lead actor (who's also doubling as associate director. go figure) cast me for the role of a kid. there were no other kid-looking persons around so they picked me, and i was supposed to go up running to the lead actor to plead for help.
just for kicks, the exact lines were:
KID: Please Mr. Slade, you gotta help me. they're shooting my brothers for stealing water and they didn't do it!
SLADE: Sorry.
KID: (teary-eyed) PLEASE!
i've done bitplayer roles before in the movies i'd worked on but this one has got to top everything else, experience-wise. haha. on take one the director told me to "push" the hysteria (with rolling eyes, and i could almost hear him silently say "what can i expect, she's no pro"), so on take two, i wanted to do a better job (karirin ba? haha!). i remembered those acting classes we had in school and i just...winged it. pushed the hysterics. did the bit to the hilt. with near-tears!
when the director yelled "cut!", everyone clapped. it was the applause of co-workers cheering for their co-worker (sinu-sino pa ba ang magsusuportahan kundi kami-kami na rin lang), but i felt so embarrassed i literally hid behind my co-actor the whole time they were clapping. the director went to the set and quipped, "Saffron, YOU'RE HIRED!". for a director who doesn't mince words, that felt really uplifting.
the DOP said, "ume-3ric m0rris ha!" and i almost laughed aloud, because i WAS doing some halfhearted 3ric m0rris the whole time (a legacy of the old school). up until today my co-workers were still congratulating me for my bit performance yesterday (hehe, feel na feel ko naman). bigla ko na tuloy uli naisip yung naisip ko several months ago, nung nasa acting class pa ko: in deep, what i really want to do is act. haha.
the last project before this was done in 24 days, i think. for project RR, god-willing, we're officially calling it a wrap on saturday.
for the american director and cast, at least. we're all guessing that once the boss direk is up and well enough to view the first cut of what we've shot, he'll call for additional shoots/reshoots. which will be approximately a month from now. give or take a week.
(figures-wise though, that, folks, should be another story.)
imagine finishing an action film of epic scale in 18 days? mehn. these two are the fastest directors i've EVER worked with. i mean really.
* * *
yesterday i was temporarily pulled out of my scripty job to do a cameo. the american director and his lead actor (who's also doubling as associate director. go figure) cast me for the role of a kid. there were no other kid-looking persons around so they picked me, and i was supposed to go up running to the lead actor to plead for help.
just for kicks, the exact lines were:
KID: Please Mr. Slade, you gotta help me. they're shooting my brothers for stealing water and they didn't do it!
SLADE: Sorry.
KID: (teary-eyed) PLEASE!
i've done bitplayer roles before in the movies i'd worked on but this one has got to top everything else, experience-wise. haha. on take one the director told me to "push" the hysteria (with rolling eyes, and i could almost hear him silently say "what can i expect, she's no pro"), so on take two, i wanted to do a better job (karirin ba? haha!). i remembered those acting classes we had in school and i just...winged it. pushed the hysterics. did the bit to the hilt. with near-tears!
when the director yelled "cut!", everyone clapped. it was the applause of co-workers cheering for their co-worker (sinu-sino pa ba ang magsusuportahan kundi kami-kami na rin lang), but i felt so embarrassed i literally hid behind my co-actor the whole time they were clapping. the director went to the set and quipped, "Saffron, YOU'RE HIRED!". for a director who doesn't mince words, that felt really uplifting.
the DOP said, "ume-3ric m0rris ha!" and i almost laughed aloud, because i WAS doing some halfhearted 3ric m0rris the whole time (a legacy of the old school). up until today my co-workers were still congratulating me for my bit performance yesterday (hehe, feel na feel ko naman). bigla ko na tuloy uli naisip yung naisip ko several months ago, nung nasa acting class pa ko: in deep, what i really want to do is act. haha.
Monday, May 26, 2008
packed up for the day
but there's a meeting later tonight.
bummer.
* * *
we shot scenes in porac, pampanga yesterday. things are getting more tense between two camps. i don't like the new direk's camp but i can't blame them for griping. things have been the way they are even during preprod. hindi na kami nagga-gripe kasi parang nasanay na kami. but these are new people and they're used to different procedures. they may be obnoxious and overbearing but they're professionals. so who can blame them.
it isn't any of my business, but the tension takes its toll sometimes. i don't want to take either sides. i just want to work. and be allowed to do my work. personally, though, i'm worried. that our shoots would be extended. and i doubt if the producers would agree to additional compensation for their workers beyond the agreed-upon wraptime.
* * *
i finally had the time to give osobear his birthday gift. it was a miniature caricature statuette of him. natuwa sya, haha. kasi guwapo yung statwa. parang mas guwapo pa nga sa kanya!
we saw indiana jones at trinoma. i was feeling sleepy midway through the movie. pambata. was a fan of the two indie movies that came before it (temple of doom and last crusade), and i think there were a few "rehashes" of old plot devices in this new installment. so-so. i knew i would be disappointed.
* * *
hay. gusto ko na lang magpahinga today e. nakakainis.
bummer.
* * *
we shot scenes in porac, pampanga yesterday. things are getting more tense between two camps. i don't like the new direk's camp but i can't blame them for griping. things have been the way they are even during preprod. hindi na kami nagga-gripe kasi parang nasanay na kami. but these are new people and they're used to different procedures. they may be obnoxious and overbearing but they're professionals. so who can blame them.
it isn't any of my business, but the tension takes its toll sometimes. i don't want to take either sides. i just want to work. and be allowed to do my work. personally, though, i'm worried. that our shoots would be extended. and i doubt if the producers would agree to additional compensation for their workers beyond the agreed-upon wraptime.
* * *
i finally had the time to give osobear his birthday gift. it was a miniature caricature statuette of him. natuwa sya, haha. kasi guwapo yung statwa. parang mas guwapo pa nga sa kanya!
we saw indiana jones at trinoma. i was feeling sleepy midway through the movie. pambata. was a fan of the two indie movies that came before it (temple of doom and last crusade), and i think there were a few "rehashes" of old plot devices in this new installment. so-so. i knew i would be disappointed.
* * *
hay. gusto ko na lang magpahinga today e. nakakainis.
Saturday, May 24, 2008
starstruck
our film doesn't have big hollywood stars. just one, and he's not even big enough to be a household name. not in these parts, no.
but MM is the biggest that we have, and he has been in two Quent1n t@rant1no films, and among our film's entire cast he is the only one who has a trailer of his own. his name sounded familiar, but i didn't know him from Adam.
and because i didn't know him, i wasn't fazed. i would approach him to tell him the scenes that were scheduled for the day. one day i was shooting in the Other Unit when i was called to the Unit One set. they said that MM was looking for "the scriptgirl", so i was called. when i arrived, Boss Direk told MM in front of everybody, "here's saffron, we missed her! very pretty, huh?", which sounded bugaw-like to me. hello!?
it was a joke, but the co-workers wouldn't stop harping about it. i felt iffy, and i knew it meant nothing, dahil malisyoso lang talaga ang mga katrabaho ko. pero biglang nailang ako. euw. i couldn't look at MM anymore. parang nabahiran.
but work, as usual, even if i tried hard not to show him that i was uncomfortable talking with him. he would insert out-of-the-blue questions like "how old are you?", "are you married?", "did you go to college?" during our scene by scene rundowns, and the discomfort started transforming into a muted kind of flattery with each day. urgh. i was becoming a fan. a schoolgirl. he was 50 years old, and he came to manila with his wife. i didn't like feeling that way, but i liked it when he would be nice to me.
just like a gullible little girl. haha.
one time he signed a personalized autograph on his script, and asked his P.A. to give it to me. that was nice, but i don't remember asking for an autographed script. haha! i told his PA, pakisabi thank you, pero gusto ko magpapicture sa kanya. the next day the PA told me that MM said that he would have his picture taken with me for one kiss a picture. haha. that's taking the whole startstruck thing a bit too far.
i had my picture taken with him, nonetheless. when i approached him for it he asked me to sit on his lap. i was aghast. in front of all those people, i was cornered. it meant nothing and i didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so i did. ang resulta, para kaming mag-ama sa picture. haha.
afterwards, MM's PA said to me (in front of MM), winking, "that's two pictures, what about the payment?"
"shut up!" i said jokingly, and went away. haha.
on his last day on our set, i got to chat up with him a bit, with the producers. he looked like a bad guy, but he was actually soft-spoken. and he could talk for hours, do his anecdotal monologues, inviting minimal interruptions, about the people he loved and missed, his family, his kids. that was a peek, and it was interesting for me. i knew that i would probably miss this old guy.
now i know i'm going to have to watch r3s3rvoir d0gs again. and pay close attention to that memorable scene where MM chopped off a guy's ear while dancing to happy music. :-)
but MM is the biggest that we have, and he has been in two Quent1n t@rant1no films, and among our film's entire cast he is the only one who has a trailer of his own. his name sounded familiar, but i didn't know him from Adam.
and because i didn't know him, i wasn't fazed. i would approach him to tell him the scenes that were scheduled for the day. one day i was shooting in the Other Unit when i was called to the Unit One set. they said that MM was looking for "the scriptgirl", so i was called. when i arrived, Boss Direk told MM in front of everybody, "here's saffron, we missed her! very pretty, huh?", which sounded bugaw-like to me. hello!?
it was a joke, but the co-workers wouldn't stop harping about it. i felt iffy, and i knew it meant nothing, dahil malisyoso lang talaga ang mga katrabaho ko. pero biglang nailang ako. euw. i couldn't look at MM anymore. parang nabahiran.
but work, as usual, even if i tried hard not to show him that i was uncomfortable talking with him. he would insert out-of-the-blue questions like "how old are you?", "are you married?", "did you go to college?" during our scene by scene rundowns, and the discomfort started transforming into a muted kind of flattery with each day. urgh. i was becoming a fan. a schoolgirl. he was 50 years old, and he came to manila with his wife. i didn't like feeling that way, but i liked it when he would be nice to me.
just like a gullible little girl. haha.
one time he signed a personalized autograph on his script, and asked his P.A. to give it to me. that was nice, but i don't remember asking for an autographed script. haha! i told his PA, pakisabi thank you, pero gusto ko magpapicture sa kanya. the next day the PA told me that MM said that he would have his picture taken with me for one kiss a picture. haha. that's taking the whole startstruck thing a bit too far.
i had my picture taken with him, nonetheless. when i approached him for it he asked me to sit on his lap. i was aghast. in front of all those people, i was cornered. it meant nothing and i didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so i did. ang resulta, para kaming mag-ama sa picture. haha.
afterwards, MM's PA said to me (in front of MM), winking, "that's two pictures, what about the payment?"
"shut up!" i said jokingly, and went away. haha.
on his last day on our set, i got to chat up with him a bit, with the producers. he looked like a bad guy, but he was actually soft-spoken. and he could talk for hours, do his anecdotal monologues, inviting minimal interruptions, about the people he loved and missed, his family, his kids. that was a peek, and it was interesting for me. i knew that i would probably miss this old guy.
now i know i'm going to have to watch r3s3rvoir d0gs again. and pay close attention to that memorable scene where MM chopped off a guy's ear while dancing to happy music. :-)
project RR, week two
at the end of week one, the Boss Direk had to take a leave. a long one.
he was sick, and had to go under the knife. and recovery was going to last for a month. which means that we are stuck with a substitute director, who's so completely different from the Boss Direk.
Boss Direk is fatherly. compassionate, in a masculine, FPJ-like way. but this other guy...he doesn't care.
and he would always say so. everytime.
I don't care.
that's his favorite line. and each time i would remind him of a continuity detail that i felt was important, he would always shoot back at me, "If they notice that, then they're fags."
okay. so what am i here for?
i never liked directors who disregard continuity. and i HATE directors who not only disregard continuity, but also do so in an abrasive, bastos way.
and that's what he is.
bastos.
walang respeto sa bawat departamento.
hindi lang sa continuity. kundi sa audio, makeup, production design, script, and cast din. he just wants to wing it. to get it done. and finish everything by the end of the day. i think it's because hindi nya talaga pelikula to, kaya wala syang amor.
he throws his weight around the set, hurrying everyone up. kahit hindi naka-makeup ang artista, kahit hindi pa naka-lapel mic, kahit hindi kumpleto ang costumes at props, kahit hindi pa tapos ayusin ang set. he doesn't care. he will shoot.
freaking frustrating. because everyone on our set, and on other sets i've worked in in the past, have been operating on mutual respect. and consideration for everyone's work. kahit utility man na pagtimpla lang ng kape ang ginagawa, he would want to make the best coffee possible, cause that's what he's been paid to do. we would all want to do our jobs well.
that's why it's freaking frustrating. kasi panira ng career. makes me want to have my name taken off the credits as script supervisor.
people have been calling him "gago" in front of his face and he doesn't even have a clue what it means. i laugh to myself whenever i hear that.
i sorely miss Direk Bossing. i pray that he will get well soon.
he was sick, and had to go under the knife. and recovery was going to last for a month. which means that we are stuck with a substitute director, who's so completely different from the Boss Direk.
Boss Direk is fatherly. compassionate, in a masculine, FPJ-like way. but this other guy...he doesn't care.
and he would always say so. everytime.
I don't care.
that's his favorite line. and each time i would remind him of a continuity detail that i felt was important, he would always shoot back at me, "If they notice that, then they're fags."
okay. so what am i here for?
i never liked directors who disregard continuity. and i HATE directors who not only disregard continuity, but also do so in an abrasive, bastos way.
and that's what he is.
bastos.
walang respeto sa bawat departamento.
hindi lang sa continuity. kundi sa audio, makeup, production design, script, and cast din. he just wants to wing it. to get it done. and finish everything by the end of the day. i think it's because hindi nya talaga pelikula to, kaya wala syang amor.
he throws his weight around the set, hurrying everyone up. kahit hindi naka-makeup ang artista, kahit hindi pa naka-lapel mic, kahit hindi kumpleto ang costumes at props, kahit hindi pa tapos ayusin ang set. he doesn't care. he will shoot.
freaking frustrating. because everyone on our set, and on other sets i've worked in in the past, have been operating on mutual respect. and consideration for everyone's work. kahit utility man na pagtimpla lang ng kape ang ginagawa, he would want to make the best coffee possible, cause that's what he's been paid to do. we would all want to do our jobs well.
that's why it's freaking frustrating. kasi panira ng career. makes me want to have my name taken off the credits as script supervisor.
people have been calling him "gago" in front of his face and he doesn't even have a clue what it means. i laugh to myself whenever i hear that.
i sorely miss Direk Bossing. i pray that he will get well soon.
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