The radio show on Sunday went off without too many hitches. We were rather rushed getting ready -my fault as the film shoot went later than I had expected. From the end of the shoot to the beginning of the radio show it was a mad rush putting film stuff away and getting radio show stuff out and arranged. Still, we managed to start on time, more or less. The music went ok, the actors were great and, with the exception of my completely forgetting to make the phone ring sound when I was supposed to, the sound effects were perfect. Will really did a good job as the announcer. Sandy was positively bubbling with excitement and eagerness to do another show, soon. I also think it would be cool to do more shows.

Afterwards we sat and listened to Zoe, Duncan and another guy whose name escapes me at the moment play really cool trio music, including “Heartbreak Hill”, “Jerusalem’s Ridge” and “Gypsy Dance”. By the way, I can find none of these songs anywhere online.

After that, Jez took us on a walking tour of the area around Wenzhou St. and Lane 76 which was actually a search for Bongo’s Restaurant, supposedly the home of exceptional fish and chips as well as good burgers. Eventually, after much griping about how cellphones, in this day and age, remain without map-generating GPS technology, we found it. Although the wait was cruel and long, the fish and chips were extraordinarily good. I had thought that the now-defunct Mr. Fish had good fish and chips. They did, but now I know where to find even better stuff, with putine on the side. Unfortunately it was too late by then to do any jamming, so we just scoffed at the people who are still lining up at Mister Donuts, a full month after the place opened. I told Jez I really wanted to go up there and get people on camera saying exactly why they were willing to wait 4 or 5 hours for donuts. I’d also like to ask the people who run the store why they’re not doing something about the situation, and whether they realize that as soon as the fashion fades, they’ll have lost not only the teeny bopper market, but also the people who might have actually gone there for donuts on a daily basis. Somehow, I doubt they do.

In other culinary news, it was a beautiful day today and I happened to be in the area, so I decided to try out the hot dogs at the much-acclaimed Gusto, near Da-an Park. Unfortunately it was closed, but while I was in the area I did happen to run into my old landlord, from back when I was living in the Sogo Locker.

最近滿忙, 忙的拍片, 忙的表演. 週末時間最忙, 禮拜天早上去師大附近的酒吧派一個鏡, 然後下午在同一個地方表演一個四零年代的萬聖節廣播節目. 握有買一個新的小小喇叭, 英文叫做 “口袋喇叭”, 黑色, 好漂亮, 同時也賣了一把迷

Even though I’d hauled over half of the stuff over the day before, I was still loaded down when I set out on Sunday morning for Peshawar, where we were shooting the Iraqi cafe scene with Dean, Gary, Eval and Fuad. I bought some danbing and doujiang for breakfast, knocked on the door to wake up the owner, who had slept there the night before, and then sat in the park along Shida Road eating while she got up and did whatever it is girls do after they get up.

Paul, Dean, and Darrell were along shortly after I finished up, so we went in and started setting up as the other actors arrived. We picked out a tablecloth for Eval to wrap herself up in, and then proceeded to the easier master shot photography. Then I got some other angles. Gary was having a hard time remembering his lines, possibly due to some miscommunication between us, so we put him in sunglasses and held the script just out of shot for him to read.

The poisoning went really well. Gary did a great choking noise, and Eval’s cool waitress/assassin act went without a hitch. I might have to get some more pickup shots later in case I find gaps, but I think it should be ok. Gary told me I have a very calming effect, while Dean said he felt the opposite was true. I guess it’s all about perspective.

We had to work fast as Dave and Robyn were coming to set up for the radio play at 3. I was a bit reluctant to break for lunch, but I can’t really ask people to go all day without food, especially if I’m not paying anyone.

We saved the most difficult shot, the Dead Monkey shot, for last. This involved Paul and Sandy, who had arrrived for the radio show by that point, up on ladders holding a mirror against the ceiling while I, also on a short ladder, filmed the reflection of the ceiling fan and the dead Eatherly underneath it. It took several tries, but I think we got it. Or at least we got something we might be able to use. We’ll see how much post work it needs.

By that time, however, the radio play crew were bustling about and getting in the way. Fair enough, as I’d said we’d be done by 3, but we were running out of time. I had to go into Rude Vile Pig Mode for a moment to get everyone out of the way for the last shot of Dean running to the kitchen door with his gun. We didn’t get the shot of Fuad dead in the kitchen, but we can do that elsewhere just fine. Just to make sure I could cut the two together, I changed it so that the door to the kitchen was locked, so Dean could effectively burst through into another room more easiler if the environments were too different.

In other news, Darrell spotted a good place to film our Washington scene, possibly even better than the church. I will have to check it out tomorrow night. I’m eager to get more of our main actors in front of the camera, and next weekend’s looking good.