Sunday, January 10, 2010

RED DAWN

We shot Red Dawn - mostly - in Las Vegas, New Mexico. Portions were shot near Santa Fe, but the majority of it - Las Vegas. Among other things, Las Vegas used to be the capital of New Mexico - and it was the birthplace of William Bonney - better known as Billy The Kid. Because of the nature of the film - war in the USA - we had to make the town look like it had gone through a war. Jackson DeGovia was the production designer on the picture and he brought in his army of people who proceeded to age the various buildings - pile rubble here and there - in general make it look like a town that had gone through a war. He succeeded admirably. We started the film in September and finished in December. In the beginning it was very pleasant - nice temperatures, fall colors, etc. But near the end end it got - well, really cold. I personally was wearing two pair of electric socks, a pair of sweat pants, over long underwear - an Eddie Bauer expedition bib coverall - on top - a turtle neck, wool shirt, Eddie Bauer heavy vest and an expedition parka with a big, comfy hood. On my feet were moon boots that came to my knees, and mittens that ran up to my elbows. Honestly, I had so many clothes on if I ever fell down it would take two strong guys to get me verticle again. In December, when we were shooting the winter sequences on top of Joh nson mesa the temperature frequently fell to -39. That's below zero! Truth is, MGM the producing studio of the picture called out to the UPM and said if it got to 40 below - to pull the plug. Well, just about everyone of us had a small thermometer attached to our jackets. We went around all day comparing temperatures...hoping we'd hit the magic number. But the UPM had his own and he would call out the temp occasionally. According to him, it never got colder than 39 below. In truth, I and several others had readings of 41 and 42 below. Now that's tough film making. Just about everyone in the working crew wore the same coat - the Eddie Bauer expedition parka. Most of them were blue. With the hoods up and closed tight, you had to walk up to the person, stare in his or her face to identify them. Finally, we took white tape and spelled our names on the back. Big help.
I had flown my own plane out to Las Vegas and had it there for the entire run. When it came time to go home - and it's now something like December 21 - although the runway was plowed, the snow banks on either side we over twelve feet high. It was like taking off in a tunnel. Quite thrilling!

Monday, October 12, 2009

FOOTLOOSE

When I was first offered this picture I was, actually, less than thrilled. I mean I'd read the script...so what. I mean, another kids picture. Why couldn't I be offered something meaty again, like Red Dawn? Or Uncommon Valor? A man's picture. Action. You know, all the stuff about being a cinematographer that's really fun. Little did I know then that Footloose would become a cult favorite. Actually the one redeeming thing about Footloose was that I would first have an opportunity to work with Herbert Ross, arguably one of the best directors around and one of only two who knew how to photograph the 'dance' - which I desparately wanted to learn. About ten minutes after I'd accepted the job over the phone from Herbert - I'd had the interview, read the script and all that, I got a call from Walter Hill. He was going to do a picture called: 'Streets of Fire". Hell, just in time only too late. A man's picture with Walter again. Reluctantly I told him I had just accepted a picture with Herbert Ross. He understood and wished me well. What a great guy! So...A story about Herbert. He is one of the most...severe, intimidating men I have ever met. He is well over six feet tall, gaunt would be a generous way of putting it. A very, very serious face and rarely smiled...at least not in interviews. So, we're on a location scout trip to Provo, Utah and we're having breakfast the first day. Now I barely knew my director so with someone like Herbert (He as always Herbert, never Herb!) you tread softly and carry a big...I'm not sure what. So, as I said we're having breakfast and during the course of the conversation I said to Herbert..."You know Herbert, I like a light set." I look at that inscrutible face and...nothing. No expression, nothing. I thought oh dear, what have I signed up for. This man has no sense of humor what so ever. He looks at me and says; "What do you mean, Ric?" I swallowed rather hard, did my best to look pleasant and said; "Well, you know, I mean, it's hard work, long hours, the crew works pretty hard. We're all intent upon what we're doing, making the picture...hopefully making your life easier..."
"Yes, he says. Still his face a mask of blank. So I continue; "Well, I mean I like to tease my people, you know, joke around a lot. I mean I love my crew, most of them have been with me for a long time...so we know each other pretty well. That sort of thing." Herbert just looks at me like I've maybe lost my mind or perhaps just arrived from another planet. I mean, I am thunderstruck. I thought, wow, this is going to be the longest fourteen weeks of my life. Will I ever survive it? I doubt it. Okay, fade out. It's a couple weeks later. We're rehearsing a scene between Kevin Bacon and the actress who plays his mother. We're in the living room of a house in Provo that we had rented for the movie. Everyone is sitting around, absolutely quiet. And I mean QUIET! No one, no one moves, talks and, hopefully, even breathes when Herbert is rehearsing. Well, Harold Rabus who is my key grip and who's been with me for probably six years comes into the living room. He's tiptoeing and for Harold, who's probably six feet four and well north of two hundred pounds, tip toeing is a pretty amusing thing to watch. So he comes into the room and ever so gently begins to seat himself on an apple box. Only half down to his destination a huge pair of pliers falls out of his pocket and lands on the hardwood floor. Everyone, and I mean everyone's head swiveled around to see who the dunce was making all the noise. Herbert spun around so fast I thought he'd be dizzy and glared at Harold, who is now looking very sheepish. Herbert says, in a very loud and angry voice; "YOU, get out of here...pack your things and leave this set. Forever!" Well, needless to say Harold was mortified. I was too only for what Herbert had just pronounced. Harold was a very good key grip, well liked by everyone and he ran a very tight ship. I loved the guy. Not only did I not know who I could replace him with, I really didn't want to. I was hoping I might be able to dissuade Herbert after we'd finished the scene. So it's now, maybe half an hour later, we've finished rehearsing and the electric crew is starting to place the lights I'd called for. I wander out to the grip truck to console Harold. I no sooner arrive at the truck when Herbert arrives right on my heels. He marches right up to Harold, who is almost in tears at this point, puts his arm around Harolds shoulder and says: "I was just kidding Harold. Don't take me seriously. I love to tease." And with that Herbert turned to me with the biggest smile I've ever seen. No sense of humor? Huh! And the humor continued for the rest of the picture. A wonderful man, he is dearly missed. He passed away several years ago. I went to his funeral with Goldie Hawn who had also recently worked with him. We all spoke, well some of us. Nicolas Meyer said some very nice things, (Nicolas was the director of 'Volunteers' which I shot.) And I repeated the story I've just written here. Herbert was a very dear man, a very talented director. He is missed by all that knew him.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

NO WAY OUT aka Finished with Engines

As promised in the top blog, I have another story to tell about..."telling the truth". I received a call from my agent telling me of an interview with Roger Donaldson over at MGM. I arrived punctually...with a name like Waite I hate to be tardy! As always, we went through the usual opening pleasantries and then got down to specifics. I had read the script - they almost always send you the script first to see if you're interested in shooting it - and Roger, seated comfortable behind a desk roughly the size of a Buick asked: "Ric, how do you see this picture?" Well...I knew it was Kevin Costner, Gene Hackman (whom I'd just finished working with) and it was placed in Washington, DC - a political thriller. So I rather grandly stated I thought it should be very stately. Very square...pristine. Since it was a political story, Gene was a Senator and Costner a naval officer...that seemed like a good idea. Well-----Wrong! Roger confessed he wanted a grainy documentary look. Needless to say, I didn't get the picture. I was very disappointed since when I saw the film and saw th scene in the back of the limo where Kevin and Sean Young really get it on...I was doubly disappointed. Ah well, so you see, sometimes telling the truth doesn't work out the way you'd like. The production manager whom I'd also just worked with on "Uncommon Valor" - Mel Deller and who was responsible for getting me on the short list for interviews walked me out to the elevator and expressed his regrets. A very nice man! As it turned out, when I saw the picture in the theater some months later - no surprise - it wasn't at all grainy - or documentary looking. It was, indeed, a very stately, pristine and square looking film. Go figure.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Walter Hill

I shot three pictures for Walter Hill. What a great director! And good friend...and all around great person. I first met Walter on an interview for the picture; "The Longriders". Walter had only done a couple of pictures prior to this one. My agent had sent me the script several days in advance and then set up this meeting. I think it was at Fox but I'm not sure. Anyway, I went into the meeting trembling from head to toes. I had only shot one other feature film at this point - "The Other Side of the Mountain, Part II" and that had been three years previous. So to say I was nervous would be gross understatement. We went through the usual pleasantries in the beginning and then Walter asked me the "QUESTION". Who was my favorite director. I sat there absolutely numb. I mean, this could well be, and in fact usually is a trick question. Do I tell the truth? Or do I say Walter Hill of course - lying thru my teeth. (I had never heard of Walter Hill at that point. So..I took a deep breath and said: Akira Kurasawa...the great Japanese director. I meant it, Kurasawa is beyond great! I continued to hold my breath for another - what seemed like an hour - minute and then heard Walter say: "Good choice, he's mine too." Music to my ears. Moral to this story, always tell the truth...and pray. He admired Kurasawa's asymetrical composition - as I did - and wanted to try it on this movie. We chatted a while longer, he thanked me for coming. I had barely walked in my door back home when the phone rang. It was my agent, Crayton Smith telling me I got the job. To say I was ecstatic would be gross understatement. I could probably write a whole book about the making of that film. It was, of course, my breakout movie. Everybody eventually get's a chance to do something that really gets noticed. Generally, many job offers follow. That's why they call them breakout movies...because you finally - after God knows how many years of working and waiting you are able to break out of obscurity. Thank you Walter...thank you. Our next mutual venture was '48 HRS.". I'll talk about that in another blog later. Suffice it to say...The Longriders launched my career and all because I told the truth. I have another story to tell later where I told the truth and didn't get the job!

GOLDIE HAWN

My wife and I have known Goldie for over thirty-five years. We met her at a dinner party with her soon to be - then - husband, Gus Trikonus. She had signed the contracts for a new television show that season entitiled: 'Laugh-In". And what a show that was. My wife, Scout and Goldie along with Julie Cristie used to hang out a lot together...friends called them the three bobsy twins. (Sort of a malaprop it seems.) We lived in Brentwood on Westgate avenue...Goldie then lived in Pacific Palisades. One morning, while Scout and I were having a cup of coffee in our kitchen, we heard the front door open, then the sound of high heeled footsteps in the hallway then a door closing. I stepped out into the hall and a moment later Goldie emerged from the powder room announcing she just couldn't hold it any longer. She gave me a peck on the cheek and was on her way. We had that kind of a friendship. Some years later Goldie called me and asked me to shoot her debut directorial movie - "Hope". We shot it in Houston, Texas...in the summer months. I can't tell you how hot and humid that city is in August and September. One night we had a four and a half page scene to shoot outside the theater. I think we were actually in College Station for this sequence. Well, after shooting for something like four plus hours we took a break. That's when my film loader came to me with tears in her eyes. D.P.'s don't like to see film loaders with tears in their eyes. It means that bad news is soon to come. On this occasion I was informed she had white-lighted the negative while downloading it. White-lighting means, she turned on a light with the exposed film out in the open. Needless to say, the entire roll was ruined. Even worse, virtually the entire nights work was on that roll. I think that's when I started to tear as well. It was my job to inform Goldie of this tragedy. With great trepidation I went to Goldie's motor home. She was seated with a couple of the producers having coffee. I gave her the bad news, fully expecting something of a meltdown. Instead Goldie sat there a moment then said: "Ric, give me a few moments to think about this." So I stepped out side and waited. I half expected the producers to come out and send me back to Los Angeles. I mean, it really wasn't my fault but then...I did hire the loader. So...ten minutes later Goldie came out of the motor home and announced: "Here's what we're going to do..." Well, she had, in that ten minute period quickly rewrote the scene, truncating it down to one page. We shot the new scene in about an hour and went home. And you know, the scene she rewrote...under duress to say the least...was so much better than the original. And of course it's in the movie. Now that is a great director! She has played the role of the bubble headed blonde so many times but I am here to tell you...she is one of the smartest, most level headed people I have ever known. Of course I adored her for what she did that night...but then, I have adored her almost all of my life. We remain close friends with Goldie and Kurt to this day. Wow...what a woman!

Friday, September 18, 2009

Patrick Swayze

Recently, Patrick Swayze passed away after a prolonged fight with cancer. We're all sorry to see him go and wish his lovely wife Lisa out best wishes. I did two pictures with Patrick. Uncommon Valor and Red Dawn. I have an amusing tale to tell about Red Dawn. One of the other actors - his breakout movie was C. Tommy Howell. Now, Tommy's father is a stuntman and a rodeo champion. Tommy had been riding horses from the age of, oh probably five or six. By the time he came to make Red Dawn, he was an expert horseman. He even brought his own horse to the picture. Patrick, not to be outdone by an upstart, went out and bought a horse for himself. What he bought was a plug mare that couldn't even get out of his own way. In the scene where the Russian helicopters ambush the kids, Tommy jumped on his horse and entirely unrehearsed, he pulled the horse back on his hind legs - ala the Lone Ranger if you can remember him - and galloped away. Well....Patrick, not to be outdone asked John Milius the director if he could also have a special. John agreed, we set up the cameras..John called action...Patrick leaped tot he back of his mighty steed, pulled back on the reins...the horse reared up...and up...and up....and finally, over! We all did our best to hide the chuckles and laughter. John simply said, okay, next shots over here. End of story. Now I don't tell this to ridicule Patrick...he was a very nice guy, very considerate of is fellow actors, usually on time and always knew his lines. He shall be missed.

Monday, August 10, 2009

The Border

The Border was my second feature film after the Longriders. Tony Richardson, the director, had seen the movie and called me in for an interview. Vilmos Zsigsmond had started the picture but due to a writers strike had taken another picture. (He told me later he was happy to be off the Border and away from Tony. There is a saying in Hollywood that is quite common; 'who do I have to F... to get off this picture." I believe that is how Vilmos felt. Anyway when strike was settled we went back to work with me as Director of Photography. Naturally with a cast of people like Jack Nicolson; Warren Oates; Harvey Keitel; Valerie Perrine...how lucky could a guy get? My first day of the set it was handshakes and introductions all around. I was standing in the parking lot where all our vehicles were parked, everyone busy unloading equipment etc. when Valerie Perrine comes walking up to me. She introduced herself, a big smile on her face...she is a very attractive woman with all the necessary attributes that a woman should have...says to me; "Ric I have just one problem."
I smile and say, what's that, Valerie? Where upon she pulls up her dress almost over her head revealing her legs and just about everything else since Valerie did not believe in lingerie - "I have cellulite, please don't photograph my legs." The dress stayed up for what I thought was an awfully long time before being lowered. Of course every grip, electrician, technician on the crew was just standing there gawking.

I said I would make every effort to avoid filming her legs. And with that she shook my hand again and walked away. Now this is only my second film and I had never worked with stars like I now had. I thought, is this how it works? Well, it doesn't work quite that way every time. But it was a most memorable moment. I have lots of other anecdotes to relate as to the making of this film which I'll share with you later in the week. Stay tuned in.