Saturday, December 6, 2008

Tricks of a Woman

I found out some shocking news tonight.

The feature that I recorded sound for over the summer, Tricks of A Woman, has apparently won the "best of festival" prize at the Monaco International Film Festival.

I don't know what else to say.

My Crazy Day

Yesterday I worked on a shoot for a Sprint commercial, which filmed in Long Island. I was able to do this because I am currently working as an intern for the company that produced the commercial. My main duty for the day was to pick up a van, which the company had rented, at a garage in Chelsea in time to be at the Bowery Hotel at 6 a.m. in order to take some people to the set. The van was a big one, able to accommodate 15 passengers, so I had to be careful not to kill the advertising executives in my carriage to and from set. At noon I drove a seamstress home to Brooklyn and then picked up some child actors and their mothers and drove them to Long Island. For the next few hours I basically became a Wardrobe Assistant, driving around in a minivan with an Assistant Stylist from Walmart to Sports Authority and finally to a really really big mall returning clothes. For me to accurately relate how this experience made me feel would require better writing than I am willing to attempt right now. But you can fill in the blanks. The scene takes place in suburban Long Island. The sets are variously a minivan, big box stores, and a mall. The props are about two dozen very full and very heavy bags of clothes. The extras are frustrated salespeople eager to get home and ravenous holiday shoppers. The time, just before dusk to well after sunset.

This next part I really should have included earlier because it is one of the juicier elements in this story. The shoot was at an All Boys Catholic High School. In between class periods the sexually repressed youngsters would spill into the halls, sight female members of the crew, stop dead in their tracks, stare, and occasionally shout--not whisper to a friend nearby--shout, "Woah, there are Girls here!" All the women I spoke with were made understandably extremely uncomfortable by the whole thing and tried hard to stay out of the halls even while classes were in session. After school, since it was Friday, there was a dance, at which point the school and the students ceased to seem so weird. Suddenly and seemingly from nowhere there were girls around for them to dance and flirt with. Sitting in holding, which was in the cafeteria, I began to feel like I was chaperoning one of my own junior high dances, and I might at any moment have seen my eighth grade self, sweaty and tense, shuffle by. The shoot wrapped at 9 and I dropped the people back the Bowery at 10, making it a 17 work day for me. From here I picked up Rachel, Molly and Dan and took them along to return the van. We all then went out for dinner, followed by beers, for which Alexa joined us but which finally made me tired.

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Hot Shots Part Deux





My Smart Move

Some friends and I were walking to the bus stop.

As we were about to pass the Greenpoint Police Station I saw an officer and a young long-haired bearded man exiting the front door. Given the course each of us was on we were going to run into each other (see Newton's first law). I opted to cut in front of the officer and his friend.

"Oh that's smart," the officer said, "walk in front of the criminal."

Good thing he was looking out for me.

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

While Walking...

a) Stay on a straight path.
b) Remain at constant speed.
c) Be aware of those who might be trying to pass you.
d) Slow to a stop.

*I overlooked one aspect that Stephanie Shephard has brought to my attention:

e) While walking with a group of people, spread yourselves the length of the sidewalk, not the width. Save arm-linking for your loved one, you and your friends are not obligated to create an obstructive moving fence.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Swoyer Family Thanksgiving

This year, just like every other year, my family hosted Thanksgiving dinner.

"A family-filled day of fun topped off with a feast fit for fifteen kings (and/or queens)."

The house was bustling with babies of all types, we had boys AND girls. It was the first Thanksgiving for my two baby nephews Elliot and Henry. My cousins also brought their little girl, Edie, who is almost two years old.

Pictured from top to bottom: Edie, Elliot, and Henry

With all the hat-wearing and attempts to consume inedible objects I think Thanksgiving 2008 can safely be called the most successful Turkey Day in the history of man.