What was I doing all day?
In the morning I logged footage, Tape 051417, and wasn't that a blast. When I first started logging tapes 3 months ago, it was fun to watch the raw dailies
because it was like finally being a part of the shoots. (As mentioned in the Production Report, I returned to L.A. after filming my few scenes.) But a man can only take so much rewinding and fastforwarding. I'm now intimately acquainted with every scene, every take, every mannerism and expression on record. And I took notes. Luckily, that was the last of our 18 tapes.The next thing needs a little explaining. I ended my logging and moved directly into constructing a torso. When Chris gets here, one of the things on our to do list is filming a small gore supplement involving the slitting of duplicate prop necks. Correct, months back I scuplted these necks and fitted them with internal tubes from which blood should gush. The torso is simply a foundation for the necks, which are interchangeable.
Fashioning the torso basically meant combining found objects. The base is an applebox, the midriff a milk jug, and the rest is wire armature layered in bubble wrap. And it's scary convincing. Example:
Walked into my living room today and startled on seeing a short, hooded George W. Bush staring at me from the corner. In my weakened state I'd forgotten that Scott mounted the mask on the headless chest, leaving an eyeless and bloated Dubya looking like he just came from a Weezer concert.

So making the torso took a while, but not as long as you'd think. Working with metal gave me the itch to build another armature, so after consulting with Scott I shifted to creating a chimera. This is quite plainly a hood put over lights which, when combined with thick diffusion, soften shadows on actors. I made one way back early December '04 when we were starting production, but it stayed in Tuscaloosa. Since we're filming more than a couple gore pickups over Thanksgiving, and will continue to do so, I thought I'd better get a jump on it.
Well, what I must have got was more like a gravity-defying kung fu flying leap on it, because lo and behold, come 6 a.m. I was done. I'm not sure if it's because the new chimera is smaller than its predecessor or if it's because the wire is extra malleable or what, but it took 2 days less than last time.
Maybe last time I stopped to eat.
Matt






