Will's diary
Friday May 10, 2002
7:48 p.m.
I arrive to see zombies-seated just outside my trailer--eating oranges and
reading the Daily Variety newspaper. This is strange.
10:30 p.m.
There is a very cute girl near the video monitors. I don't recognize her.
Usually, if you are a hot chick and you are on a movie set you are either:
A. A makeup artist
B. A hairstylist or…
C. An actress
Since I know all of these people already, this one bamboozles me. I ask around
and discover that she is Shawn Williamson's assistant. This is bad. This
is the equivalent of your boss's daughter. Besides, "She's got a boyfriend,"
informs Mark Altman, already on the case. Figures…
1:15 a.m.
The armourer, Rob, describes to me the finer points of using the handgun
I've been given. I get to use a gun because they say that's what I'd use
to kill a zombie. I don't know, maybe I'm just dim, but aren't zombies already
dead? Wouldn't you use some kind of light saber or something? But I digress…
I wonder aloud what might happen if somebody were to come and steal the gun
away from me and use it to kill someone. My prints would be all over it.
Rob says that he has to "sign" for the gun; therefore, it would
be his responsibility. He would not like this, he says. The way he says it
sounds like he's directing it towards me, like I'm going to run off with
the gun. Yeah, right…
I've actually used firearms on other shows before, but never a handgun. You'd
think that using a bazooka or grenade launcher would be more satisfying,
but I feel much more like an action hero with this gun. It's lighter, more
versatile.
I am told I have the option of firing a test round before we film. You betcha.
I'm not giving up free fake gunfire. I fire it off into the woods. Sweet.
I shit my pants when we get around to actually shooting the scene. There
is a flame of approximately one foot that shoots out of the barrel when I
fire. I'm supposed to be running in the scene and I am concerned that I may
accidentally shoot myself in the face or something. But I don't tell anybody.
No, no…I am an action hero…
We shoot the scene. I looked cool. I ask Uwe what he thinks. "You looked
idiotic..."