Our very own Chip Kincaid of WWM is appearing in his first feature film, playing the role of Christian, a post-apocalyptic survivor of a zombie holocaust, in “Day/Night,” written and directed by David Kearl and Scott Clarke. We’ve asked Chip to write a weekly insider’s report of the shoot. Check back each Monday random weekday on which I get around to it, over the next several weeks for updates. Click on the appropriate links to read the earlier installments:
Part II: Ah, the Sweet Smell of Burning Urine
If you ever have the chance to be in a film in which you wear the same costume in every scene you shoot (and I hope you do), there are a couple of things you shouldn’t do. You know that really awesome Beatles shirt that you wore to the hippie paint-throwing party, which ended up with really awesome colors splotched all over it–colors so awesome that you never washed it? I know you think it would look really cool as part of your costume and that it would be the perfect complement to your character’s laid-back attitude. But take my word for it–DON’T DO IT! Because the day will come when your shirt will get all offensively stanky, so stanky that its scent will resonate in your nostrils for hours after every shoot. And on that day, you will want to wash that shirt, which, of course, you cannot do, because it’s already in the movie with all the awesome hippie paint on it. Take my word for it and wash that damn shirt BEFORE you start shooting. You’ll thank me later.
So anyway, when you make a movie on a 1,500 dollar budget (You could make 60,000 Day/Nights for the cost of one You Don’t Mess with the Zohan.), involving unpaid friends and acquaintances, and not professional actors, it’s only natural that different participants harbor different understandings of the significance of the project. Some find it an entertaining diversion. Others find it something between a favor and a chore. I, on the other hand, see it as a crucial test–a high-stakes assessment of the viability of my personal ambitions.
I know that might seem a bit presumptuous of me, to base my auto-permission to pursue my own dreams on an exploratory endeavor that most would consider a mere learning experience. But really, my standards aren’t all that particularly high. The movie doesn’t have to be a worldwide sensation for me to feel validated as an actor. Basically, if I can watch this movie in the presence of others without feeling completely ashamed of my performance, I’ll be pleased. Still though, those modest intentions are enough to make this movie business a big deal to me.
Anyway, being the complete nerd about this movie that I am, I felt pretty lousy about being twenty minutes late to our shoot yesterday morning. Of course, at the same time, I knew that I’d be the first one there. Other than David, of course. Ah, David Kearl… that stalwart lad. That bastion of quiet dignity. Oh, and Susan too–a queen of unyielding support, and might I add, our most loyal reader at WWM. I and these two fantastic persons had the gift of 100+ minutes together before the rest of the cast showed up, with nothing to entertain us but our witty brains and an episode of Walker, Texas Ranger.
In this episode, Walker and Trivette are running a military-style boot camp for wayward young men, called Camp Justice. Camp Justice is just about the best name for a camp ever in the history of camps. (Quoth David: “Camp Justice is waaaayyy cooler than the lame-o camp across the lake, Camp Mercy.”) Walker and Trivette use their punching/kicking/general ownage skills to teach the delinquents at Camp Justice (one of whom just happens to be the yellow-eyed bully from A Christmas Story) a thing or two about truth, freedom, and the American way.
I’m not sure where I’m going with this, but I suppose when you’re waiting 100 minutes for your co-stars to show up (and one doesn’t even make it), and you’re watching Chuck roundhouse kick some dude in the eyebrow, you can’t help but start wishing Chuck were around to teach a lesson to all those who don’t appreciate the blessings of life and movie-making.
That is all.