I was invited by a friend to help with filming of his short film. I happily accepted as this was somewhat a new experience for me. I had always wanted to be on set for a production, be part of the team that makes magic happen. This is a small production, but it was as real and as big as a Hollywood do, in my eyes, anyway!
I received my call sheet the night before I was due, which made it official. It was quite daunting looking through the notes as I had never seen one, but it was clearly set out with all the information needed.
When I arrived on location, I wasn’t sure what to expect. I knew that we were going to be filming underground, which was a waste of a nice sunny day.
We were filming in a disused World War II bunker, which everywhere you looked had a story to tell. You could imagine hordes of people seeking refuge in there, and some high ranking officials in their pea coats plotting their next move in a room with one bulb hanging from the ceiling.
We were a little behind schedule, I have been told that with most productions, this is nearly always the case. But setting up the lighting, camera and set did take a lot of time.
The actors were briefed and a quick practice run through the scene and we were ready to roll.
After setting everything up, rather than just setting there, I got the job of marking the take. Behold the clapper board! We all know what this thing is. Stick it in front of the camera, say a few words and *clap* mark the tape and quickly run to somewhere behind camera.
I had to have a crash course in using one which helped. Then it was a matter of being aware of what was going on and writing the correct take on the slate. Awesome fun, but I was worried about getting my fingers caught in the clapper.
Although we started late, due to everyone’s professionalism, we did manage to finish on time, clearing up was a bit of a mission though.