Lobby Creepers! 40 Ribeye Steaks! Rare!

Last Wednesday we all met at the Illustrious Music Box Theatre & shot all of our lobby scenes.  The day was exciting and filled with good looking people, as you will see.  I have to admit that directing this many people is outside of my comfort zone, but I feel like people had fun and things went well.

We had two serendipitous incidents with the telephones that acted quite well for themselves.  Things that, had I written them, would’ve never, ever been possible to make happen.  Always refreshing when the movie acts itself out.  A little sign that it didn’t die on the table months ago.

Chris Bower put in a remarkably vulgar turn as our Hollywood Director.  I don’t know if the poor Music Box has ever heard the terms “Penguin paintied jackass” or “Faggy little pigfucker cowtown” growled so venomously in it’s demure, velvety ear, but Chris made no bones about it, and it was astounding.

Thank you TREMENDOUSLY to Daniel Knox for arranging everything with the music box, Whitney Bradshaw for the staggeringly generous donation of her skill, film and lunch hour, Angelica Rivera at Tiger Lillie for yet another round of breathtaking hairstyling, and everyone who came and helped.  There were a lot of you, and you were all wonderfully helpful.   I’m thanking you very, very sincerely.

I don’t know what else to say, honestly.  Other than that I think it’s safe to say that the Pink Hotel has probably the most alarming yet strangely endearing bellhop in Chicago.  Ring the bell if you don’t believe me.  It’s…upsetting.  And yet…