farfromsubtle

For the past few days somebody has been setting up for a film on my street, though we didn't know who. Today, we were biking to get groceries and saw a load of extras/grips/onlookers/police. I rolled up to what looked like a stage director and a grip and said: "Is this some sort of student production?"

"No. It's American Pie 5," he said. The look on his face said he was expecting me to be impressed.

Becky laughed and said "Are you serious?!"

"Oh yeah," I remarked. "I heard about this being shot around here. Huh." I started to bike away. Bu he wasn't done.

"Student production? You ever see a student production THIS big?" I suppose I was supposed to be REALLY impressed.

I said: "Oh yeah! I've been on independant sets bigger than this."

He muttered somthing under his breath with the word "fuck" and turned away.

Then, the other guy yelled after me: "How the hell would students get a one hundred and twenty-five thousand dollar camera?"

I explained that they could rent it and that University film departments have as much money as some studios. But I think he stopped listening.

So here is todays lesson: Telling a guy who just graduated from film school that his new job on a shitty straight-to-DVD production looks like it was thrown together by students, will most likely strike a blow to his manhood.