Movie diaries...six...
Jun. 2nd, 2005 16:47The Twins
Most of the preproduction meetings were mostly about socializing, so I stopped attending. When you're making a movie where all of the dialog and most of the action is improvised, there's not much rehearsal involved, and we had all the important stuff after the first couple of meetings. (This I know in retrospect, and it took me a while to realize it.) There was one that stuck out in my mind, though: the meeting I took The Twins to.
I have known Kent and Kevin since high school. They were in my life when my father died. They were in my life when I nearly killed myself by rolling a Honda Accord, reducing it to something you could fit through the mail slot of a basement apartment. We shot bad movies together when I was in college. We did pretty good shows together at KCRF. I thought it might be fun to have them on this project, so I invited them along.
We arrived on time, or close to it. I still don't know what that meeting was about, or supposed to be about. Producer/Director was, as always, unapologetically late. He carried a few DVDs. Popped "Kill Bill" into the player, and we watched the restaurant fight and death of O-Ren Ishii, listening to PD's running commentary, the entire gist of which was "This is what I want to do in film three."
Wearied of that, we watched the trailers for a couple of low budget Japanese films, listening to PD's running commentary, the entire gist of which was "This is what I want to do in film two, possibly four."
Then we watched the trailers for a low budget American film, listening to PD's running commentary, the entire gist of which was "This is the look I want to have in films two, three, and four."
The one bit of business that involved us in the context of the current film in any significant way was the decision that the cast was closed, so the only thing the Twins could contribute to the production for film one was set construction, which they agreed to.
As we drove home, the question floated around the car, finally settling in and making itself comfortable: shouldn't we have been working on the details for this film. You know, the one that isn't done yet?
Their first day on the set was their last, and gave us all a very clear picture of the man we'd all - with the exception of Kent and Kevin - be working with as a director in the coming weeks. Anyone who's met the twins will tell you they're hard to tell apart until you really get to know them. For my part after so many years, I don't even see them as twins anymore, really. Not so, P/D. As they worked, putting in time - for free, mind you - putting together bits of a set that probably wouldn't survive more than a day or two's shooting, he said, and I quote, "I'll just call you 'twins'. That's easy for me."
One thing I learned early on, with K & K no more so than anyone else, twin or not, is that you don't group them together and treat them as one person. They ask to be treated as individuals, not lumped together because of their mutual resemblance. They finished the job they were given (a mark of their own integrities) and walked away, never to be heard from again. At least, not for the movie.
P/D had some learning to do, and over the next several weeks of filming, got all the instruction he could handle.
Most of the preproduction meetings were mostly about socializing, so I stopped attending. When you're making a movie where all of the dialog and most of the action is improvised, there's not much rehearsal involved, and we had all the important stuff after the first couple of meetings. (This I know in retrospect, and it took me a while to realize it.) There was one that stuck out in my mind, though: the meeting I took The Twins to.
I have known Kent and Kevin since high school. They were in my life when my father died. They were in my life when I nearly killed myself by rolling a Honda Accord, reducing it to something you could fit through the mail slot of a basement apartment. We shot bad movies together when I was in college. We did pretty good shows together at KCRF. I thought it might be fun to have them on this project, so I invited them along.
We arrived on time, or close to it. I still don't know what that meeting was about, or supposed to be about. Producer/Director was, as always, unapologetically late. He carried a few DVDs. Popped "Kill Bill" into the player, and we watched the restaurant fight and death of O-Ren Ishii, listening to PD's running commentary, the entire gist of which was "This is what I want to do in film three."
Wearied of that, we watched the trailers for a couple of low budget Japanese films, listening to PD's running commentary, the entire gist of which was "This is what I want to do in film two, possibly four."
Then we watched the trailers for a low budget American film, listening to PD's running commentary, the entire gist of which was "This is the look I want to have in films two, three, and four."
The one bit of business that involved us in the context of the current film in any significant way was the decision that the cast was closed, so the only thing the Twins could contribute to the production for film one was set construction, which they agreed to.
As we drove home, the question floated around the car, finally settling in and making itself comfortable: shouldn't we have been working on the details for this film. You know, the one that isn't done yet?
Their first day on the set was their last, and gave us all a very clear picture of the man we'd all - with the exception of Kent and Kevin - be working with as a director in the coming weeks. Anyone who's met the twins will tell you they're hard to tell apart until you really get to know them. For my part after so many years, I don't even see them as twins anymore, really. Not so, P/D. As they worked, putting in time - for free, mind you - putting together bits of a set that probably wouldn't survive more than a day or two's shooting, he said, and I quote, "I'll just call you 'twins'. That's easy for me."
One thing I learned early on, with K & K no more so than anyone else, twin or not, is that you don't group them together and treat them as one person. They ask to be treated as individuals, not lumped together because of their mutual resemblance. They finished the job they were given (a mark of their own integrities) and walked away, never to be heard from again. At least, not for the movie.
P/D had some learning to do, and over the next several weeks of filming, got all the instruction he could handle.
Memory...
Date: 2005-06-03 16:54 (UTC)the 25th is looking good this month...perhaps then.