Guest Blogger: Maria Antonia -- aka Maria-Bernadette
(Production Coordinator, Script Supervisor -- Under Jakob's Ladder)
After four intense weeks of filming, the shoot is finally over. And while much of it seems like a blur, here are five things that I will forever associate with the making of this movie.
1. My ever disappearing pencils. I had some very nice pencils at the outset of the film shoot. But for some reason my pencil always seemed to disappear on me, usually right before a take, just when I needed it to line the script. So out came a new pencil. (Or I'd have to borrow a pencil from Beth or Susanna). Where did all those pencils go?! (My ruler was another one for disappearing on me. Do you know how hard it is to line a script without a ruler?)
2. My computer corner. It was way up on the third floor of the big, beautiful, Victorian home the crew stayed in. I spent many an early morning and late night in that cozy nook, working on all those daily call sheets.
3. My "aunty" hat. It was pretty cold throughout most of the film shoot, so I wore this brown knit baret. When our Art Director, Ruth, first saw me in it, she said the hat made me look like somebody's aunt. To which I replied, "Ruth, I am somebody's aunt."
4. My brown pants and sneakers. I wore the sneakers every day of the film shoot; the pants, well, I wore practically everyday we were filming, since they had the right kind of pockets that I needed on set. And although the pants did take an occasional visit to the washing machine on weekends, the sneakers had no such luck. Remember, we spent a good majority of the shoot in our very dusty prison. But if the actors could wear their same, dirty prison clothes day after day, so could I, right? (Note: after we wrapped, the pants were washed. The sneakers ended up in the garbage. Poor sneakers.)
5. My new name. On our second week of filming, we had two people named Maria on set: Chef Maria, and me: Maria-Bernadette. Where did the "Bernadette" come from? I blame Beth. (And maybe Boris.)
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