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They're shooting Smallville across the street at a club. We spotted the cast lingering by the make-up trailer this morning. As with the few other times I've seen celebrities in real life, they were smaller and less attractive than I imagined. They were still shooting when I went to bed last night. The lighting crane cast an eerie blue glow into my 25th floor apartment.
I pity the poor extras, who have had to sit around in the hot sun all day for lousy money and no gratification. I also pity the poor PAs, who have to stand around in the sun, but also have to redirect SUV drivers and homeless people away from the set. |
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Vancouverites have become pretty blase about filming in their hometown. I rarely read complaints about the industry. That's probably because it's a big employer, a major boon to local merchants and way cooler than forestry. I remember reading in Douglas Coupland's City of Glass that Vancouverites could recognize films shot here because of the nature of the light. I didn't realize that until he said it, but it's absolutely true.
My weirdest Vancouver-as-location experience was while watching the lousy 6th Day with Arnold Schwarzenegger. Much of it was shot locally. I had a truly surreal moment when, onscreen, Arnold drove his car passed the movie theatre that I was watching the movie in. It was like I could step outside and wave to him.
Extra points for anybody who gets the pop-culture phenomenon that the title of this entry refers to.
UPDATE: I was downstairs at Eddie's Convenience Store, and I asked the guy (presumably Eddie, but one's never sure) how business was yesterday, with the film crew outside his door. Eddie: "Great. Business was good and the scenery was better."
8:22:19 AM 
The Arts
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