So today is MEGA COSTUME SHOPPING DAY. Woke up at 8:30 a.m. I made a nice fat list of all the thrift stores I need to go to and all the clothing pieces I need. Out the door by 11:30 a.m.
I hit the jackpot at Melrose Vintage in Uptown Whittier. I love the manager here. He is super cool and really helpful. He helped me find all the pants I needed to fit our male actors AND HE HAD RUNNING SHORTS!!! OMGGGGGGG
THE tiny shiny 70s running shorts I was looking for. I had to make a quick call to the Director though to find out the pants size of our "Ramon" character since I found some black pants that would work.
"Uh yeah... we did production meetings all last night, till like, 2 in the morning... and we ran into some issues... pretty much the UPM and Producer didn't have great communication with the Production Designer and... now... we're trying to decide what to do... cuz like, they are giving her $600 which... for a 24-page period piece just isn't possible..."
It suddenly hits me why the Production Designer was in such a foul mood when I ran into her at the library last night.
"Dude, yes--what? Just tell me what's happening!"
"We're thinking bout postponing production a couple of months. Cuz it's either we do it now on $5,000 or we wait to get $2,000 more, which we will find out in the next two hours."
I put the Melrose stuff on layaway and head back to Biola. I check out a couple more stores, but I can't lie, I'm kind of disheartened. The Director sounded like it's been a very very bad last several hours. On the way home, he calls again.
"So after a lot of talking about it and praying about it, we decided it's best if we postpone the shoot. We wouldn't be doing our donors justice making the film next week. We won't get it right and I rather postpone it then make a crap film."
I understand, totally. Besides, I'm not really ready. It would just have been nice if we had figured out this problem earlier.
Final summation: communication meltdown.
The Director sounded so disheartened, like we all hate him now or something. Hold the phone son! You have been having multiple production meetings every day, running all over creation with me and the Locations Manager and I don't even know who else trying to make sure everything is right and under control. I feel bad for you, not for myself. If anyone is to be upset, it's you cuz this is your baby. So don't go around thinking we all want to kill you.
Days till production: less than 120
Costume pieces to return: about a dozen and a half
Remaining finals: 2
Remaining papers: 2
Sigh.
Next up: Miss Fortune Cookie Production Meeting tonight at 8 pm
Sigh.
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