This job that the Camera Boys do has 15 visuals of time lapses. For many days they had to get up very early in the morning to set up the camera, and wait for the day to break. Time lapse is a yes & no sort of tedious work. But to do 15 in a relatively short period of time is definitely tedious. Sometimes the day does not break like how the director wanted. Sometimes it does, but not what the client had in mind. That is when the camera boys would go back again and wait, and wait, and wait. Until it breaks totally different from what is drawn in the storyboard.
Before the end of all the time lapses, the Camera Boys have settled into their new regular routine. Getting up 3 in the morning. Come to the office. Avoid looking at corners where ghosts are frequently spotted. Load up the gears. Drive up to the location. Find the spot "x" that the DP has marked a day before. Set up the camera. Sandbag the tripod. Pick the unlucky one to buy breakfast. Hand out the stools. Sit down. And wait.
The problem is they have grown tired of talking to each other. They have talked about their I-Hate-Stuffs, The-Who-And-Who-Dilemmas, Would-You-Do-This-For-Fifty Dollar?, Guess-What-Am-I-Thinking, and have even discussed what to name their children. They have read each others mind so perfectly that they know when & what filters to put in front of the lens. It has gotten tougher everyday to find a word to speak to each other.
That day. The breakfast came. Boring one. You don't get interesting breakfast in the middle of nowhere. Having grown tired of complaining their breakfast, the Camera Boys ate quietly. The senior one suddenly broke into giggles & laughter. "What's so funny?" the younger ones asked. "Nothing" said the senior one. "What?" they bolstered up.
"Have you thought about killing yourself?" said the senior one. "Oh" the rest traveled back in time in their heads. "I almost died one time when I drank the laundry detergent" said one of the younger ones. "Jeez, why would you drink the laundry detergent?" the rest puzzled. "I was very young, and the color looked very tasty for me" he claimed. "And no I wasn't thinking to kill myself" "Duh" the rest took no interest almost instantly. "Hey I almost died!" he protested. Whatever. They continued with the boring breakfast.
"I was this close to jump off from my floor" the senior one giggled and showed his two fingers closed to each other. "Why?" the rest reacted in disbelief. "I didn't like the breakfast that day" said the senior one. "What was it?" the young ones were intrigued. "I don't remember, but there was no chicken wing in it" the senior one pulled out the cartilage of some part in a chicken out from his mouth. "Whoa!" they responded. " you're fucked up!"
"Yup!" licking his fingers. "I would have missed out so many things if I had jumped" He toyed with the chicken bone with barely any meat on it. He chucked the bone into the air and it disappeared into the first light over the horizon.
"Great! The chicken wing just flew across the frame" one of the younger ones made a fuss. "Nah" the senior one seemed untroubled. "Its only a chicken wing"
Saturday, August 29, 2009
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