I have been looking forward to i48 for quite some time. If you are not familar with i48, let me fill you in.
i48 is a film competition/festival. People form team and register in advance to partake in the event. To enter, paper work is filed and a small fee is paid. This year Friday, May 29 was the kickoff date. My group (most from DTX) showed up at the Flix to grab our packet which contains our theme, a specific line of dialogue that must be used in the short film. We also got to choose between 2 different props that must be also used. The courtyard at the Flix was standing room only…the coordinators gave a nice speech, talked about new rules and wished us good luck.
We were stoked to get Action/Crime and rushed back to the office for a brainstorm session to figure out what movie we were going to make. If I didn’t mention before, from the time we were released at the Flix we had 48 hours to write, shoot, edit, produce and turn in the final result.
At the office we came up with several ideas and went off to look at potential set locations.
More hours pass as prep work is done and ideas are finalized…we had to get the first shooting done that night.
Angela mentioned that a friend was available if we needed her for the shoot. Turns out we did need an attractive female to be abducted…and she was perfect for the part. The main actor we scripted for the ‘BADGUY’ was not available until Saturday morning…and we needed him for the night mugging…so we looked around for a stunt double.
It was between Deely and me, and as I felt like I needed to be on location for our new actress to be abducted, we let Mike go home and get some sleep.
We arrived on location right around midnight. Perfect location -scary, dark street – with a lone street light. They loaded me up with a trench coat and a black stocking cap. I looked and felt like a creep. We filmed several times of our victim walking, looking over her shoulder and getting scared… then came where the grab needed to take place.
The camera was shooting behind and I was walking along side the camera until my que.
“Go!”
I took off at a 3/4 run surprised at how fast the victim was running in her 4″ heels. As I approached I opened my arms ready to grab and lift her off the ground ending the scene. As I grabbed her she kept going and the momentum of the 204 pound stunt double helped continue the forward movement.
Something happened.
We started to trip and fall. I changed balance and started to slow down.
Another something happened, and I was able to regain balance.
One more time, something happened…and I was not able to regain balance…
We start to fall.
Twisting .
Falling.
Bending
POP.
Crash.
OUCH!!!
Ohhhh CRAP! I couldn’t believe I tackled Tanya.
I checked on her. She said she was fine.
Man did I feel stoooopid.
I roll to a sitting position and the guys gathed around. For some reason I could not straighten my left leg. It really hurt, but I couldn’t get it to go out in front of me.
I asked John (creative director at DTX) to pull my leg straight. He slowly pulled it…
POP!
“Ewwwww!” everyone said.
My leg felt soooo much better. I fet so good now that I wanted to stand up. So I did, carfully with out using my left leg.
We stood there talking a little bit, and they asked me if I was going to be ok, and I stated “yeah, I be great in just a few minutes”.
After a few minuted, I decided to see if I could put some weight on my left leg.
Slowly…adding more weight…a little more…
POP!!! SLIDE – SHIT!!!
I lifted the weight back off and POP SLIDE back into place.
OUCH!!!!
-At this point everything becomes a little fuzzy.
So, I’m standing there and I feel all hot, sweat starts pouring down my face and my ears are giving me a rushing/ringing sound. Someone mentioned that I should sit down, and we just happen to have a wheelchair there for the shoot. I remember hopping over there and feeling better, but shortly after the ringing, rushing sweaty feeling comes back.
The next thing I remember is being tipped back and thinking WTF are you guys doing. Brett is in the street on the phone giving directions to our location to who I assume is the 911 operator.
I asked “What are you doing, I’m fine!”
Turns out I had blacked out for about 2 minutes with my eyes open.
So, we decide that I should go get my leg looked at, St. Als is the closest…
I could tell you all about that experience, but this post is long enough…
After x-rays the Dr. thinks I have ripped my interior ligament and I need to follow up with an Orthopedic this week. The doctor thinks I dislocated my knee cap and we got it back in place (2 times).
I now get to wear a long brace on my leg that keeps my leg straight. I am afraid to put weight on my leg again as popping the knee cap out of place isn’t that much fun.
It sounds like the rest of the movie shoot went really well, and I cannot wait to see how it turned out.