This statement was kind of inspired by my experience today at the France 2 shoot.
I mentioned earlier that I had gotten a commercial for France 2, which is simultaneously weird and exciting. Mostly because I got cast based on my picture and my walking abilities.
So today was the day: super early in Malibu, which was a bitch because it was prime traffic time and ended up taking me almost 2 hours to get there.
I get there, and I kind of awkwardly chill before a really friendly ginger-man (another proof that redheads are awesome) comes up to me and explains the day while handing me forms to fill out. He tells me that I'm playing "Jean's girlfriend" who, after a domino-effect of surfboards gets knocked down, one of the surfboards scares me into spilling my drink on my boyfriend. Cool beans.
I fill out the forms, go through make up and hair, and after grabbing some coffee it's time to head to the beach where the filming is.
And it's fucking freezing.
It's not helping that I'm basically wearing a bikini with a thin warmless tube top dress.
So boyfriend and I are on this beach, not really doing anything, shivering in 60 degree weather...and finally it's our turn.
I feel bad for the kid, cuz it's freezing and I'm about to throw two cups of chilly water on him. I mean, no one had a robe for him or a jacket thing or anything. That sucks.
So we go for a take, no rehearsal, and I kinda have to gage how fast the surfboards are falling vs how fast I walk towards him and spill my water.
The surfboards fall, and I walk towards him, and the last board falls while hitting my arm on the way down and the guy gets covered in this water.
The surfboard kinda stung, but it wasn't something I was going to die from.
So we cut, and boyfriend gets his shirt blow-dryed while we wait for further instruction.
The director comes over and tells us it was really good. So I'm thinking, awesome maybe we don't have to do it again.
Nope.
So we do it again. And again. And my arm keeps getting pummeled by this surfboard. I kinda mention something, like heeeeeey, it's starting to kinda sting and I'm not sure how many more takes I can do like that.
And they listen.
So instead of falling on my arm, they've decided I need to go completely in front of the surfboard and have it hit me from behind...basically landing on my head.
What. Seriously?
This is why I need to sign up for SAG.
The assistant director...or whoever the fuck he was...comes up to me, and is like, "Okay, so, it doesn't look as realistic as we want it to" (to which my mind is going...really? The surfboards actually pummeling me in the arm each take isn't realistic enough for you?)
"We're going to have you land in front of it"
To which I do the Alexia-uh-no-thank-you-this-concerns-me face.
And he actually replies with, "It's nothing. I mean, they're not going that fast. This is child's play."
Um, if this is child's play, I don't want to know how many brain injuries your children have.
My face morphs into a This-worries-me-and-you-sound-like-a-dick expression, and he kinda wafts away.
It's like..well shit, let's take the time to figure out what the fuck you want so my arm doesn't keep tingling.
So we do it again..and obviously, I'm like kinda bracing myself for this stupid surfboard..and it misses me. I guess my subconscious was like, FUCK THIS SHIT, and stepped somewhere where it would only tap me, and I threw my water.
And scene. Done. Thank god.
It was a weird experience. But still can't wait to have my relatives record that shit this summer.
Got a shoot this weeked for a comedy about a girl who "breaks up" with her computer to have a real relationship. It's cute, should be good times :)
Trying to study-up for a couple callbacks: one would be a shoot in Arizona, which I'd kinda be down for. Especially because they're putting us in a hotel and paying for travel...it's like a mini vacation where I still get to do shit I lurve. :)
Love that shit.
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