RUSSELL AND THE JO
Yes, after about a decade of working with screencaps of Russell's movies,
I have, at last, ended up in the SAME caps with Himself. Alas, that they are
all from the rear of both of us is truly not an obstacle to the sheer wonderfulness
of their mere existence on the planet. I think I shall put a line of blood drops
across the top here for that is what it cost me to BE in these things! If you've
not read my account of the filming, do so for then you'll understand the
sacrifices of limb and nearly life a true fan makes for Himself. Sigh.
JO'S PERSONAL TALE
OF BEING AN EXTRA
DURING THE FILMING IN PITTSBURGH
OF THE NEXT THREE DAYS
And here are a lot of pictures I took at this filming site the following March.
Yes, the blur of white on the far right of the frame DID, indeed, turn out to be moiself when one advances the
scene frame by frame. I have on a full black jacket and am wearing a grey Penguins cap and
cheerily waving a black and gold pompom. My daughter, Laura, was just to my right but didn't
make it into the frame.
I would also like to comment here that for the movie, an orange wash has been applied frame by frame over the trees
as they were bright green. A few sprigs of autumn oak leaves had been inserted here and there and if you look
at the pavement you can see orange oak leaves...those are all artificial.
Meanwhile the scene switches down the block to Ross and 5th and the black detective runs out across Ross. This is the same
group of Penguins fans who are at the OTHER end of the block with Russell. The white blur that's just in front of
the green pole on the far right is me. The stone arch in the distance is a walkway between the old jail on the left
and the old courthouse on the right and was used in the filming of Mel Gibson's Mrs. Soffel some years ago.
The white blur (sounds like I escaped from Smallville, ack!) has now just passed the green pole and the
yellow blur just atop the white blur is Laura in her yellow cap.
This is not blurry because of my shot but because this is the way it looks onscreen. There are the famous
white and yellow blurs between the pole and the hedge. We crossed and recrossed this corner not less
than 5,768,423 1/2 times for this shot. I left my left leg somewhere in the crosswalk on the
3,845,906th crossing, but did not let that stop me...though I am quite sure the entrance to hell
itself is trumpeted by the sound of an assistant director's airhorn blast and then the evil
shout of, "RESET !!"
By now you know where to look.
...and the white blur and the taller yellow blur disappear down the block...but only until the
airhorn calls us back...and back...and back again.
Would I have missed the experience?
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