The drive there is somewhere between a long distance road adventure and the intro to the Sopranos, less guns more porn, nevermind…. A short ride to a rented out open loft on the 5th floor of a generic industrial building on the edge of a creak and right across – nothing, just nothing but some grass and mud, don’t see that too often. A whole chunk of the LIRR is easily spotted about a block or two out, however much a block or two is, I don’t know distance in measurable amounts, only in new york streets cause that’s how I have always measured distance.
Water streaming in the creak, kinda chilly sun seen thru broken building arches, with enough hope, coffee and drugs – made the staked up broken furniture, whole slew of dirty mattresses and the strange scent in front of the industrial elevator with the dead rat in the corner seem kinda perfectly fitted, well suited and we couldn’t ask for anything more.
We were off to see the fucken wizard, what the hell?!
If you ever wanted to give a middle finger to the world and live somewhere out there on your own (not in the wild, fuck the wild, we had the industrial revolution there aint no need to pitch up tents) – this is the place to be - industrial and barren – hiding nothing inside yet situated right on the edge of...
This is my friend’s shoot and I am just his monkey for the time being.
Our gig is in an open room the size of your 4th grade auditorium, the other floors have a variation of free standing & swinging walls, open bathrooms, optical illusion escape routs, etc. meaning cool design shit.
As amateur hour as this was – it wasn’t. Everyone knew their stuff I assume beyond the regular on location jargon. Heck do I know – I am just there to watch and entertain self. The light folks – had it lit, the sound guy had it… micked? the producer was a militant tattle tale bitch, the director made me yawn, the actors aired out their heads and the rest had fun. I didn’t do squat to make or break this feature.
From the lovely lesbian couple renting out the space, the lady of the house determined I was lovely enough to hug and safe to touch and man is she is so soft and sooo wrong.
In bored exploration and search of grub - I was nearly hamburglurized coming out of a white castle by an old lady! Yes it was endearing… I had to check twice if she actually wanted a burger rather than a dollar. By the way a burger is less than a dollar.
And it dawned on me – this place is hell hole – it’s the tar pit to which a woolly mammoth would come to die… Remnants of amazing architecture is everywhere, yet over ridden at every possibility by fresh spew of garbage .
By the way even the creak is filled to the brim with what appeared to be remnants of many many porcelain toilets or baths… not sure…
Soliciting them for an adult movie would have been more fun but I was CLEARLY instructed not to do that until shooting was over… I think I could have ….
On the first strip walking – I found.. oh plenty Bail Bond places, wonder what that means.
This is just on one street:
Got cut in line at Donkin Donuts by at least 5 hobos – nothing against them but whats the deal with cutting in line – I’d sucker punch you in the throat for less…
There were these guys though – long haired cool looking touching 50’s driving around, trying to sell their cars.
Seriously if you want to do cool shit unbothered, come here, bring an alarm system, that tazers, randomly.
The radio station being picked up in the car had an in depth discussion how the jews killed jesus over his lack of keeping shabbos, not that he was instructing others not to keep but its cause he was the ass about the way he handles self and the jews didn’t like it… Now I rather appreciate a little jew bashing. My mom definitely could use someone rebuffing her arguments and I am too tired of hearing it from one side but really? I mean really? Over shabbos we killed Jesus… ha! Its that simple. Wish I had that epiphany!
The movie was really cool and I learned plenty but
Lovely town – I am not coming back.
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