Delivery – Day 8

March 31st, 2011 ~ 4:45 pm

Tuesday my mother comes to see the house. Then the best friend and the neighbor came over for tea and such. We went up and I showed them the art my character was doing. The best friend went home I think and then we did another scene with the neighbor showing me stuff about midwives. Then the kid came and we did a scene with him in the kitchen. I give him a coke in the scene, so we had quite a line up of coke cans just off camera, one for each take – including the ‘rehearsals’. They told him the first ones were rehearsals, but they recorded them just in case. Working with kids is funny. You have to use different language to get them to give you what you want. He comes up to my belly and listens and then looks confused. So to get a kid to give you a natural confused expression, you have to try different strategies. I couldn’t see his face, but they seemed satisfied.

Danny came in the afternoon. I think we had a “Kardashian” scene where we make up for a fight we haven’t had yet! They told us what points we’d be hitting in the argument, but we wouldn’t be filming it until Thursday. So, we went through vague sentiments about not really meaning what we said, etc. We also talked about the dog, so that’s the important bit.

Oh! I remembered something hilarious from this day-
So we do a little Rosemary’s Baby homage where I eat undercooked meat. They had a barely seared steak and then some seared tuna that I’d actually be eating on the fork. They were kept totally separate, so it would be safe. Danny comes and tries to take the food away and I quickly eat the bite on the fork. the first take he’s really angry and I am not expecting it, so I get extra defiant and actually swallow the food. Propmaster says, maybe don’t swallow it since they aren’t sure if it is entirely fresh enough. Fair enough. in the remaining takes I cheek the bite of fish and only accidentally swallow a bit. Or if I see the camera off of me, I spit it into a napkin. Then there’s one take where he wrenches the fork away from me and I’m like, “shit! I need that!” I kept waiting for them to cut, but they didn’t. at that point I can’t be sure the fish hasn’t touched the meat, so I can’t eat it. After they cut I’m like, “Danny, you’re not supposed to take my fork!” No one told him! So then we do a few more and try a few more things with it. One I take the undercooked meat out of the microwave and back to my seat after he leaves. Another he tries to cook it on the stove. It’ll be interesting to see which take they eventually use. Some are more like a fight and others are more like a concerned husband. I think it’s one of the most varied scenes we did. Either way it will be pretty gross.

I did not get sick from eating the fish.

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