Today I learned that when it's the first time on a new kind of project, you shouldn't expect too much of yourself. The Mexican I ate last night had me awaking with a stomach ache that was intensified when I reached the Pensacola Bay Bridge en route to the first location and found traffic at a standstill. After resisting the urge to listen to Job's wife, I reached the location twenty minutes late, and as the owner had allotted us thirty minutes to work in his establishment, I was bummed to not have the time to get in the shots I wanted. We made up for it by spending extra time on exterior scenes: a significant conversation between the two leads, introductory establishing shots, and a specially-miked conversation in a truck.
Screenshots to come soon.
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