So this past weekend, I worked as an Extra for an Indie film.
The scene took place in 1950's 'Chinatown' - With the crew magic, a small town in Upstate New York turned into a full-bloom Chinatown. (Okay. I lied. It was only 1/2 of the block that got 'coverted' - but still looked cool)
(Camera crew ready to shoot!)
My part, as an extra, is to play a Chinese guy.
I mean, how hard could that be? I *am* Chinese after all.
But who knew, other extras get to dressed up as solders with awesome looking uniforms, some with traditional robes, fishermen's vest and hat... and 50's spy-ish suit. The wardrobe guy gave me outfits that made me look like a freakin' thug.
Whatever you call it.
(And I was riding a bicycle down the street!! How Chinese!!)
"Oh, Wayne, you do look like a Communist." Said an extra.
"I'm missing the red star to go with my hat." I replied.
So, during the early afternoon, we worked on the day-scene. Were I rode the freakin' bike back and forth and back and forth for the 40th time.
But during the 'down-time' there were a lot of waiting.
(Waiting and Waiting. I took the hat off - cause it was so HAWT!!)
I don't remember much on what I did before the day turned dark.
Probably hung out with other guys back at the holding area.
Took a nap or something.
After the production people fed us some Pizza, it was time to shoot the Night Scene.
Due to the fact that it was a low-budget film, that they have to re-use the extras.
I harrassed and stalked and bugged the crap out of the wardrobe guy.
"I wanna something shining, flashy, nice textured, pretty, long... Like that one Chinese dress!" I pointed to the extra who wore a tradition velvet Chinese dress.
He looked at me.
I looked back.
He then glance back to his rack of clothes.
Then the gay wardrobe guy said...
"Um. We don't have any dress that fits you."
SO I settled for a PIMP suit.
(Sly Sly Freakin' Sly)
But the time everyone was done, it'd passed midnigt - by the itme I got home, it was 4 in the morning.