Production updates

So I finally got Internet on my computer! No more blogging via ridiculously tiny iphone keyboard (unless in a pinch), which is such a relief, I can't even tell you. Unfortunately I'll have to make this short, since I'm heading out.

My producer Alexandra is picking me up in half an hour, then we're going to go check out a location for the short film (Varma mackor) and we're picking up Tove (DOP) and Anja (AD and darling) on the way as well. It's all coming together, actually. I was at a barbecue at Frida's place last night, with Alexandra and a bunch of other people they both know, and we actually had a toast for it. Alexandra's got the whole crew assembled, we've pretty much decided on three out of five actors, all the locations are more or less found. I've made a storyboard. Yep, things are looking up. 

On the economical front, not so much, though. But I'll worry about that tomorrow. Today, it's all about Varma mackor.

So I've turned 25

I'm sitting at the kitchen table in the flat I'm now sharing with three other people, all lefties and veggies. One of the two guys is having breakfast at the coffee table behind me, whilst listening to a radio documentary on the EU top meeting in Gothenburg 2001. I'm supposed to be drawing a storyboard for my short film "Varma mackor" right now, but I'm procrastinating and have been since Friday (when I turned a quarter of a century, incidentally.) Outside of the stalled storyboard-making, casting and location hunt is well on the way. I found the "perfect" girl to play my main character Alva, but her idiot of a dad surprised the entire family with tickets to Greece the same week we're shooting, so she's now off the table. I'm pretty sure I've found both Mum, Dad and the School teacher, though. So three down, two to go, which is good progress all things considered. The short film I got cast in has wrapped, except for a Voice Over recording, I had my last night of shooting on Saturday. We were supposed to wrap at two o'clock at the latest, but I think she was about half past three when I said goodbye and headed for the tube. By the time I collapsed in bed she was about five. I got to see the sunrise on my way home though, which was nice. But I was exhausted, especially considering I was feeling under the weather as well, coming down from a nasty cold. The best thing about this shoot was meeting and working with Johanna, who played my best friend. She's a sweetheart, and a really great actor. Coincidentally, when I attended the Sem;colon short film screening at the Grand theatre, that Alexandra (the producer of my short film) organises with Frida and Hannes twice a year, they showed Benjam Orre's (the photographer of the zombie film Återfödelsen) novella film Sakae, and I realised that Johanna played the female lead! And she spoke Japanese and kicked arse with a samurai sword, I was seriously in awe! :^) Another new development since my last entry, is that my mum was in town and we hung out for a whole day, then dad joined us a day early before my nephew's birthday party so that he could help me move, and my big brother helped as well, and that night I went with my parents to have dinner with one of my mum's biological sisters, her husband and their son, i.e my cousin, none of whom I'd met before. My parents had met them once, when I lived in Canada. I also met their daughter, another cousin obviously, but she didn't join us for dinner, merely served it since she worked as a waitress in that particular pub. I'd expected it to be really weird and awkward, but it wasn't, mainly due to their open and friendly attitudes, they're clearly social people (and huggers...) the husband especially, he made sure the conversation was constantly flowing, just as glad to listen to either one of us as he was to do the talking. He also gave me his business card as we said our goodbyes, stating he had connections with actors, agents and publishers (he owns and runs a company producing audio books) The cousins are both my age, only a few years younger, and I know I have at least photography in common with him, so who knows, might keep in touch... I mean, we live in the same city, and Stockholm might be bigger than Vancouver, and definitely the largest city I've ever lived in, but it's still small when it comes to these things. Anyway, I could use some normal family, the one on my dad's side is a horrible appendage, what's left of it...