The Picture Kills by Ian Bull

Author:Ian Bull [Bull, Ian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-08-05T03:00:00+00:00

Chapter 26

Julia Day 9: Friday Afternoon

The crew is not happy. For three shoot days they’ve been on schedule, on budget and doing excellent work, yet they just got news that they must pick up the pace. It happened right after Rolando got that phone call and Xander poked him in the chest.

Xander told the line producer to redo the schedule and now Walker is handing out the updated call sheets to the crew, and people are crumpling their papers and tossing them on the veranda. This is bad for all of us, especially me.

“We make the impossible look easy,” I hear one grip say. “That’s our problem.”

Somehow that phone call and the photos in the manila envelope are causing this, but the crew suspects that Xander is just trying to save a dime because they’ve lived it before on other shoots. The producer sees the scenes are going smoothly, so he pushes the production to go faster. If they shave a day off the schedule, it’s a big savings, even if the producer must pay overtime.

The crew hates it. They don’t need the overtime pay that badly. They’re already killing themselves, and this was one of the few afternoons where the schedule was going to finish early so people could go swimming and snorkeling, which is half the reason some of them came. Now they get a two-hour break before starting the scenes slated for day four. They’ll end up doing two days of work in one eighteen hour day.

Walker approaches with my new schedule, which Rolando intercepts and takes from him, and Walker just rolls his eyes and walks away. Rolando examines it and hands it to me.

“Thank you,” I say, trying to soften him.

Rolando stares. He’s not buying my act for a second. He squints his shark eyes at me, which makes my skin feel like insects are crawling all over it.

I look at my call sheet. My schedule doesn’t change that much. I have two more scenes with Trevor and Bernard, which means I work until 6:00 p.m. tonight. Then both my day three and my day four will be done. My co-stars have to work until midnight, however, to get their new work schedule completed.

I must get out of my wet swimsuit, clean off the oil, salt and sand, get my hair and makeup done again and then put on a dress, all in an hour.

“No more delays. You must move fast,” Rolando says.

Rolando and Diego escort me upstairs where I shower and put on a fresh robe, and then rush down so I’m back in the chair and ready for Richard to make me up and give my hair a blowout. Yet I’m the only one who moves fast, it seems. Everyone else is in slow motion.

As Richard works on me, waiters set up tables of food for the crew. It’s a working meal. Sandwiches, fruit, chips, cookies and junk food that we can grab on the run while setting lights and gear. A real meal will come in a few hours.

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