A Better Day...

Yesterday evening's shoot was far more enjoyable than the day before. No gratuitous crotch shots. No simulated butt sex. No standing in a room filled with strangers high on weed while wondering where this footage is going.

The director is incompetent, a dip-shit and a total moron. That much is certain. But everyone else affiliated with this project is actually pretty awesome. They are all enthuastic, down to earth, chill and hilarious. Plus, every other actor there (who wasn't a previous friend of the director) was so fed up with the way things were being handled that they would each individually launch into screaming fits nearly every hour on the hour.

Rick, the Hispanic actor who had been playing my father didn't even bother to show up. The entire scene then needed to be re-written. Another actor cast in a supporting role waited for many hours to shoot his scenes before finally giving up and leaving set. The beautiful and talented actress who's playing my character's "wife" stood in the center of our crowded room wearing her costumed satin, off-white wedding dress and proceeded to break down into tears while threatening to never come back again. The sight of which I may never forget... (She had been with the project since before the original three actors departed and rightfully feels she's given the experience every opportunity she can) And the woman playing my character's mother got so fed up at many points during filming delays that she could often be heard breaking into a barrage of swear words delivered entirely in song.

I pretty much just sat back and laughed.

So long as Puerto Rican crotch rot isn't swingin' in my face and I'm getting paid in the meantime, all's fine by me. But yesterday afternoon, in the Times Square subway station where I was switching from one train to the next on my way to the location, I was in a completely different state of mind. Nervous, angry and still reeling from being violated the night before, it was at this point that a thought came to me. Alone on the crowded platform I realized that...

When a situation looks bleak, when you just wish that you could fast forward to the time when it can all be over, Sometimes it's just better to appreciate that you're feeling something VERY DEEPLY.

It sure beats feeling nothing at all.