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I make pee-pee on film


I play one of the mercernaries in this film, Berkley, and this was the first film I have ever participated in. I'm not a professional actor, so the experience was an eye-opener in the sense that I had no idea what I to expect. Every single person involved in the production whom I came into contact with was as friendly and helpful, if not more so, than people I come across day-to-day- and that's a weird thing because being on set is like being in a different world. There's an incredible amount of business and bother going on to put together even the shortest and least significant shots on film.
I was kind of excited to find that my character, in the main scene I worked in, decides to clock-out, so to speak, and take a leak on the side of the building. He is then jabbed in the kidneys by Mr. Hell and takes a dive. It's not what my friends expect to hear when they ask about what it was like to "be in a movie".
Probably the most surreal experience was on my first or second set-call and we went to one of the parks on Allen Pkwy in the middle of the night. They were trying to get a few different shots at the same location, and when they realized they could shoot some post-mortem shots of me and two others in the cast, they sent us very quickly down to the special effects guys' studio to make us up. This entailed placing prosthetics over our eyes which would look like we'd had our eyes gouged-out, and consequently, once back on set,we had to be led by hand from the vehicles to some chairs down a ways off the street. We sat for what seemed like a couple of hours, and I was sitting very near someone who gave me a cigarette or two and a soda while we waited for them to get to our shots. While sitting there, blind, not knowing who we were sitting with or what was going on, they were filming a scene where a girl is down in the sewers and she does a scream-take. This was SOOOooo creepy being blind, because take after take of this wailing and screaming echoing from the depths of some tunnel not entirely too near just sounded horrific. All the while we're some twenty or thirty feet away just chatting away having smokes and being blind. They wound up losing night, or rather, the sun started to rise, so they ditched trying to get the shots of us "dead people". By this time, everybody was really worn out, but to the rescue was something like 100 breakfast tacos and pints of salsa. It may have been a long day, but nobody went home hungry- I hope!
That's my two cents- it was awesome. I've already made a second appearance on film as a bribe-taking sheriff's deputy in an extremely small and short shot in a film still in production.

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