Third Day on One Roll.

Another 3 pm call time, but I went to the office first before heading toward the new-found location they setup last night. Because of the second day fiasco, they added another production day, but they contracted people and gears for just three days to save money. (Again, knowing where to spend or cut became crucial.) The producers were scrambling to put together contigency plan for the Saturday. This is where producers work overtime to make things happen and they did make it, even if I wasn't there to witness it. Since I wasn't getting paid, and spending another day out in cold freezing weather wasn't my ideal weekend plan, no matter how much I loved film production, I backed out. I figured I got enough out of this production experience and move on to next. However, David, one of the producers, offered me Key PA job for upcoming feature production on Sunday which I gladly took instantly. He first offered me at first 50, but went up 100. Woohoo! My first PAYING gig. $100 on Sunday wasn't that much, but this ain't union shoot with multi-million deals.

I went over to DUMBO where we set up our camp. Again it was right next to river with a nice view of Mahattan skyline, but the weather wasn't so bad compare to last night. (Any weather is better than last night.) Barry drove in with his nice black Corvette. No wonder Corvette was in his script. Utilize what you have. Cool. The shooting this time posed little challenge as we setup at a street with little traffic. However, in that cold night, there were cars and people walking by. There was a pub nearby that released bunch of drunks when we were shooting crucial long-take. Because the scene involved the Hooker hooking up with John(Barry) by his Corvette, it drew some loud noises by onlookers that disrupted the production. Why can't they see and respect that dozen people were working hard in freezing cold night? But we marched on and got the shots in the can by 3 am as we planned.

Although we lost couple of thousands yesterday, I don't know why they weren't buying more for craft service. The craft service got good to worse quickly in last three days. There were fruits and granola bars on the first day, but now we were scrambling for cup noodles that cost 40 cents each. It wasn't my position to voice my dissatisfaction with the craft service, but I was getting paid with MEALS and credit, damn it. At least they can do is provide some good food so that crew can march on with balanced, nutrious, food in their stomachs.

Had a nice dinner at Kino where we had our holding area. The manager, Jordan, whom I drove to JFK with to pick up his passport, told me that they paid only $350 for the crew meals and the place to settle. The dinner was a nice chicken dish--what else?, with warm baked breads. But the next meal, at 3 am, was pizzas again. I was getting sick of pizzas already, but such is life of film crew. You eat whatever you can get your hands on, dirt cheap. Got home just past 5 am and slept through most of Saturday until I found myself hungry, willing for anything but a pizza.