Maria Popistasu's blog

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Mon, 03 Oct 2005 20:03:43 +0300

Alora,
Today we shoot. Sunday. I’m slightly confused. I fell like it is the beginning of the week.
We reshoot the scenes with the sunset... drank again beer on the roof top and talked on the terrace.
During the day we did the scenes from the shop wearing bathing suit and i was more stressed than when i had no clothes on. Mh... chirila is talking very loud. Verrryyy loud.
:)
A few nights ago, i was going home from the shootings later than usual, when i saw a stage where only the music was missing but as far as the image was concerned, it was exactly what was needed.
In front of the nike shop from the romana square, two hookers. One is sitting on the stairs that lead to the shop. She wears a short skirt with her elboes resting on her spreaded legs. She has a lavender top and is looking at her friend from one side. Around 27-30 both of them. The secound girl wears jeans that are on the verge of breaking, white top, dark coloured hair and wrongly curled. She has her hands on a pillar of a traffic sign and does an imprecise pole danc, extremly sexy, stareing at the bykers that were in front of McDonald’s. The light is excelent, the flow of energy cruel.

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Fri, 09 Sep 2005 06:11:44 +0300

we did overtime again. Today a long day.
Same as yesterday.
Tomorrow we finish the shooting from the house. It follows the dorms, shoni and pietrositza...
Tomorrow, normaly, i would have been free so i schedueled spoilings and goodies, but before getting home i found out that we still had to shoot, we had a set back, so tomorrow i will go back at the same place and hour.
Yesterday we finished the monster frame from the delicious lunch that remains in the hors d’oeuvres status. Monster because it was the first scene where i felt that it got to me more what happened in the background of the shooting than whan happend after „action”. Very hard. Three days at the same table, with the same people, wearing the same clothes and the same stuffed pepper on the set. I still got so much to learn. Being patience would be one of them. I’m hurried, i get easily nervous when the others are no in the same rhythm as i am and this is not right. Then, yesterday night i had to shoot tendernesses with my brother.pam pam. Early today again tendernesses, again with my brother. This isn’t the easiest thing either. But, surprisingly, i was relaxed, more relaxed than in the other films when it came to foreplays, sexual acts and afterplays. Last night i laughed together with alex and tudor about the story from love actually, with the light doubles that work in a porno film, and although they were in explicite situations and positions, they wore in themselvs a melodious and charming grace. It hasn’t much to do with my story but it was a first not to comsume myself so hard and useless.

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Tue, 06 Sep 2005 21:55:04 +0300

I’m sleepy. I still have to finish choosing some pictures for „my room”. Pictures with kiki as a child. Borrowed from little maria.
Today was a day that seemed not to end. Indeed i wished it would end. Endddd... at one moment all around me people were asking what the time was. I think it has been a dull day for many. Ioana was very bored, way beyond, miss tora was playing in the mustard bowl and was throwing bread at the crew. Mister vali was going out for a smoke and was wiping his nape, chirila couldn’t stop from making jokes and even alex (sterian, i told u, the d.o.p) „froze” in jokes by the end of the day. Nea pompi stranded still on a 30 cube. Tomorrow would be the third day we shoot the frame with the meal at the parvulescu’s house. And the last one. We’re left 2 pages out of 9.

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Mon, 05 Sep 2005 23:47:09 +0300

Still Monday 23.33
Today passed in a strange way. It seemed a short day… at seven I felt like it was three. Still hard…as soon as we are more than three actors I loose my temper. I realize we are difficult and tough to stand and I hope that when I get older and I’ll have some kids of my own or at least very close friends that would have the guts to tell me I ran off the rails. That could be sad. Not to say tiring.
Today we shot the “home” meal. I don’t feel connected with that space and I realize there are so many different opinions about my character…everyone sees kiki in a different way and I don’t have other alternative than to melt all these images if I don’t want to wake up in a fake character. Sometimes I sometimes get the feeling that nobody agreed as far as I’m concerned.

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Sat, 03 Sep 2005 07:36:27 +0300

It’s Saturday morning. I woke up, out of habit at 6.30 am although today we start at 10. not because it’s Saturday but yesterday we stayed after hours.
While I was brushing my teeth I found out that my eyes were swollen. And that wasn’t all. One is more swollen than the other. They aren’t both on Saturday. I look like I was beaten. Now I’m trying to fix them with stuff like “formula as advises the readers”.
Chamomile compresses boiled and then cooled.
Yesterday was the breaking up scene. A little to melodramatic for popistasu. Hard. With the tear in the eye or throat, we were trying to keep the same intensity and intonation of the voice… toward the evening I was under the impression that I couldn’t see anything because of swollen eyelids and my head was aching: “come on, another one, now quickly”

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Thu, 01 Sep 2005 21:21:17 +0300

But of course I’m tired. Early hour but in my new time perception quite late. 21.15 is that hour when I prepare for tomorrow. Lot of text to assimilate. State to understand. Emotion to accumulate.
My brother will get married on the 12th. My real brother and not chirila that got a haircut in Mrs. Benes’ bathroom and was not quite satisfied with the t-shirts. Ioana, who is beautiful, has talent and is very concentrated reminds me of anamaria, who as well at her first film was focused and amazing. Today giurgiu kept a hold on everything in a sharp-fainting onion smell. I was taking emetiral and losec. Alex who is lucid and calm, pompi who was funny and less tall, miruna is an ironic fairy with perfumed hands, oana is reliable and fair, gelu and laurentiu, the sound couple and the whole gang, the spoilt eliza and Elena who owes me a fresh bottle of wine

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Mon, 12 Sep 2005 21:19:02 +0300

day six, if I am not wrong.
Yesterday I was a little annoyed by the comments from the blog. Today I got home after having drunk half a beer for Alex Sterian (our d.o.p), so I regained the courage to start posting again. I had a good day, tudor said. I had a good day, I would say also. I would have loved it if we hadn’t dropped back (I think radu felt the same), but on the other hand it’s a good thing we didn’t do overtime today. I was, I think, slightly disfigured because of the heat. Sweating in the same room leads to connections far more important than communication. At least 5 people sweating in a synchronized way in a few square meters is a unique, unforgettable experience 

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Sun, 28 Aug 2005 05:04:49 +0300

4our and 4ourty

sunday morning.

I had a long day and not an easy one. Today I went through a difficult moment, I had the feeling that I am that kind of an actor that I normally judge. The kind that waists film and patience. It wasn’t a big deal, a detail, a short scene, but I was under the impression that my lack of concentration concerning my own womanhood determined a kind of emotional block that prevented me to react as tudor wanted. I only wanted it to be finished. At the end everything turned out as he wanted, I hope. Or maybe the change of the reels got him frightened. And me at the same time… at a certain moment I had an inhibition. Guilt and frustration.

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Fri, 26 Aug 2005 22:57:48 +0300

Short day shooting for maria (today we shot a kiki fuse), the rest of the day I concentrated myself upon maria and in the evening we had a brainstorming session altogether with ioana, the two tudor and oana. With and without wine, the G Tudor took scratched in his yellow notebook all kinds of signs that would lead, probably, to new frames or details or?!
Tomorrow we have a tough scene. Or long, anyway. I am on the verge of rehearsing the script and wait for tomorrow’s scene with just me and ioana. Me and her.
I am sleepy so I will keep it short. I was tempted not to write at all because I didn’t do great things but then I realized that this wasn’t the idea. So, in the evening I was constructive.

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Thu, 25 Aug 2005 21:21:03 +0300

FIRST DAY

Written by Maria Popistasu

My work is great, it’s an elementary job. Second grade. I don’t say this in comparison to what the others do but to the allusion jobs I have practiced in the last year. That is acting less anyway. But today I did my job. Without glamour, without any dramatic moments or genius ones, I was doing my job. I wasn’t writing for magazines, I wasn’t painting cows or choosing faucets.
Great this house where we are shooting…as the crew is concerned, the people are relaxed and positive without outbreaks, as I like it the best. Everyone doing his work.

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Mon, 26 Sep 2005 10:37:16 +0300

23.29

I’m awake and wait for tomorrow. I went to the set today, parked my lila bicycle in the entrance of Mrs. benes’ home and eat grapes from eliza. I smiled at the smell of the dust warmed by the spotlight. I must miss this allot.
Everything seems to be going all right, the people were relaxed while I was expecting in a way, I don’t know why, tension and panic. I relaxed.
Today I finished painting a cow for the cow parade and I’m all love sick.
Dream. In two parallel glass elevators there is me and another girl. Our breath is warm and we write on the transparent glass messages in a sort of Esperanto. Nothing mystic: instructions, directions and a kind of culinary receipt. Off