Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead
The Receptionist And The Girl At The Desk Are Dead
Guildenstern: What's the first thing you remember?
Rosencrantz: [thinks] No, it's no good. It was a long time ago.
Guildenstern: No, you don't take my meaning. What's the first thing you remember after all the things you've forgotten?
Rosencrantz: Oh, I see... I've forgotten the question.
My experience in today's film shoot was similar to that of Rosencrantz and Guildenstern: my existence lasted for all of about a minute, and in that time I typed phantom documents on a computer, answered a phantom phone call, and feigned a conversation with a woman across the front desk. My receptionist character had no memory of anything before people started walking down the hallway by my desk, and once the primary characters moved behind a closed office door, I ceased to exist.
This weekend was tiring and a lot of fun, interleaved with the sheer boredom of inactivity alternating with that of repetition. As always, it was very cool to be involved behind the scenes. The shoot went really well, and I'm excited to see the final product--I think it will have success at the various indy festivals next year.
And now I'm very sleepy. I have the entire week off for T-day, and endeavor to blog more effectively than I have of late. And I really need to finish up my security book chapters--I'm way behind.