These are props that my friends used in a short film they shot over the weekend. They took the wheelbarrow to a bookshop, filled it with books, and took it for a walk. I can’t tell you where, why, or what happens to the books, because it would spoil the surprise when you watch the film on its international premiere.
Here is a pair of crew members standing over a light reflector. If we had been making a cheap fantasy film it could have served as a Golden Mirror of Mystery. You may be relieved to learn that we weren’t and it didn’t.
INT. SHED – EVENING
My involvement in the film was peripheral, mostly as book lender and set photographer. Depending on what happens in post-production editing, I may have an inadvertent cameo as “tourist who quickly gets out of the way of the wheelbarrow”.
There might also be a cameo by this cat:
The cat made a series of funny faces as it scratched itself against the stub of a shrub. I suggested a career in silent films, and it purred in apparent approval.
Don’t sell yourself short, Stan. You were also chief marker-lender. We couldn’t have done it without. (Of course, even with you, we managed not to do it…) But onwards and upwards!
PK: Oh yes, I’d forgotten about the marker. Without it you might have had to resort to boot polish again. Those poor books.
Jeebus, the boot polish… I’d just about blacked that whole episode out of my memory.
I am now suddenly debating whether or not to click on Pink Tentacle to my right-hand side. I’m left feeling ambiguous if not downright revolted by each word on its own but when placed together they seem to exert a weird fascination. Maybe I’ll just dive in headlong. Remember me!
PK: Ha! “Weird fascination” is a fair pre-emptive assessment of Pink Tentacle. It’s laden with strange and wonderful cultural artefacts from old and new Japan. Lots of robots, art history and unclassifiable multimedia goings-on. If you get hopelessly tangled in its tentacles, spray-paint your monitor.