Premiere Day

We woke up. It was premiere day.

And I had no ticket to the film.

Well, there was nothing for it. What was I going to do, not go to the red carpet? After flying halfway around the world?

We made our way into downtown. We’d seen them laying down the red carpet last night, and had seen many of our new friends from Monday’s party already lining up on the street along Courtenay Place, preparing to camp overnight. Their enthusiasm was amazing. We re-took pictures with some of them, partially because their costumes were still so cool, and partially because we had been having too much fun at the party to remember if we’d already gotten photos with them or not. Continue reading

Bags, Bilbo and Blades

So one of the things I was supposed to do while in Wellington was deliver some bags. A good friend of mine back home named Severn Lang designs custom leather purses, murses and so on. You can check out his site here. The guy does absolutely fantastic work – in fact he’s been helping me design leather for my upcoming series, Quest. I could not be happier with it – the guy is a pro, and his attention to detail is incredible. He’s the kind of guy who will watch a movie like Immortals and go, “Yeah, the armor looks cool, but the leather parts are made with bison. I mean, what the hell? It’s ancient Greece, they would have used goat or cow.” Maybe you’re the type of person who finds that pedantic, but I find it awesome, and it’s definitely what you want in someone who’s designing props for your film project.

Severn’s been designing bags for Gwen McTavish, the wife of Graham McTavish, for years. Apparently Graham used to wear one of Severn’s bags on set all the time, and pretty soon other actors and some of the film’s higher-ups started getting bags from him as well. I brought three of them with me to New Zealand to deliver to Gwen, for three of the Dwarf actors. So on Tuesday morning, our third day here, I called Gwen and found out where the bags were to be delivered. Continue reading

Fate is a Wily Bitch

So how was my day 2 in New Zealand? Well, this happened:

Can't think of anything funny here. Fart joke.

I had to have Ryan upload this because I still crap myself every time I see it.

Buuut, of course, there’s a little bit of story first. Continue reading

Fading Lights

I just watched the lights of Los Angeles recede into the darkness behind my plane.

Today was, I think, the longest day of work I’ve ever had to endure. The universe seemingly refused to acknowledge the fact that I was leaving by making the time go more quickly. Everyone at work kept wishing me a safe trip, which was nice, but only made me think about it more, increasing the delay. Continue reading

New Zealad Bound

Tomorrow I leave for New Zealand.

I have a flight booked for 10:10pm. Right after I get off work, I have to zoom home, pick up my wife and ride to the airport.

It’s kind of hard to describe how it feels, the night before a big trip. I haven’t left the country in over a year and a half (since the last time I went to New Zealand, in fact). On the one hand, if I stay in the U.S. for too long, I get absolutely stir crazy – so for the most part, I couldn’t be more thrilled. And New Zealand is, by far, my favorite place in the world. The people and the scenery in Wellington are fantastic, and I can’t wait to revisit them.

On the other hand, I’m going to miss my family terribly. My son is only nine months old. This will be my first time leaving him for more than a day. Between him, my wife and my daughter, there’s a lot I’m leaving behind. And I guess I’m wondering, “Is it worth it?” Continue reading