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Drinking beer

{ Tudor Giurgiu }
26 Sep 2005, 10:44

I hope Popistasu won’t be getting ahead of me. Last time she posted a minute after.
We finished at 5 p.m. and went for a beer with the cast. To do some brainstorming. To think of how we can improve things, I won’t tell what so that the enemies won’t find out… I say it was all right, we relaxed and gossiped a bit. Tudor Ch told us all sorts of spicy things, I remembered how I fist met Ioana at the testing. I imagined everything would be harder, more painful. But look, it’s not like that at all. As my friend, Cornel, said, it’s like it isn’t a Romanian film – here usually everything is born out of torture, pain, frustration. At the set there is so much positive energy. And this is very very okay. Chirila can’t wait to go to Pietrosita and play pool and ping-pong, drink soda wine and make some other things, he knows …

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{ Maria Popistasu }
26 Sep 2005, 10:43

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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{ Maria Popistasu }
26 Sep 2005, 10:42

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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{ Tudor Giurgiu }
26 Sep 2005, 10:38

I had a good day. I shoot like a frantic, last evening I was very stressed that we wouldn’t finish the frame. We worked good, shoot on the light directions, time saving. We finished at 8 pm sharp, just in time to catch Dinamo playing.
Diaconu was deadly in some phrases, Catalina revived and the girls are, as usual, good and relaxed. Ioana astonishes me, it’s her first film and still she is very calm, serious and OK.
We had some great frames, I fell like work is starting to bind.
I am an optimist, I was at the dentist … I can’t find any other rhyme with “ist”.
I’m going home


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{ Maria Popistasu }
26 Sep 2005, 10:17

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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

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