Last night was a blast! (as evidenced by the fact that I got home at 6:00 this morning) After a few rehearsals and three solid days of shooting, it was great to finally see the short on the big screen! Most of the crew that worked on Midway Motel were from Arseniy’s class, so even though I knew them as DP, camera op, grip, and so on, I was able to see their work as writers and directors. And apparently, my director Arseniy, is a rockstar in his class at NYFA. So many people came up to me saying how excited they were to see the film because his work is the best in the class. And I’m not gonna lie, it was pretty damn impressive.
I was sitting in the third row with the other two actresses from the film. As predicted, when they got to ours, I was excited and scared, but mostly excited. I knew no one was there to criticize my acting, only to support their fellow filmmakers, so there was no pressure there. It was absolutely thrilling to be able to watch myself on this larger than life screen. I’m sure it gets old for people who work in film regularly, but I couldn’t stop grinning, thinking “that’s me! That’s me! Oh, look, that’s me again! See those tears? Yup, they’re mine!” Since most of my work is the theatre, I rarely get to watch what it is I’m doing; I could definitely get used to this.
There’s an incredible monologue in the film, which was one of the reasons I wanted the part so badly. My character is explaining to a girl why he’s afraid of water; he and his friend were at a beach, and he ended up helplessly watching his best friend drown. It’s one of those monologues that are dreamy for actors, at least for me. It’s not forced, it’s not overly dramatic, but reciting the words and believing in this memory make the tears come down your cheek every time. Getting to just sit back and watch the story unfold, surrounded by other people as excited about film as I am was truly memorable!
And then the after party. And then the after-after-party. And then somehow it’s 5 in the morning and we’re all getting a slice of pizza before heading home. And I’m pretty sure I agreed to go to a strip club on Friday for the director’s birthday, but the details are a little fuzzy.