Where is Clayton?
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    After being told that my place in the movie was solidified, the apprehension of a potential eradication was dispelled. Until now, butterflies would accompany any call from Scott. Now, that nervousness turns to excitement and I'm eager for each new movie experience. This day brings wardrobe, an area on my life's map that is uncharted.
    Following our arrival from the north shore, Ellsworth and I checked in at the hotel ballroom where we were previously instructed to report to. A nice woman was taking down everyone's information and gave us multiple tags with each person's costume number on it. Every piece of our costume is individual to every actor so we would all wear the same clothing for the duration of filming. I'm # PO 301.
    Upon completing the information exchange with the lady at the table, my attention went to soaking up all aspects of my new space. I could see lots of costumes hanging in the middle area. There were four or five outdoor canopy tents set up against the right wall for the actors/extras to change in. The room of my entrance was connected to the adjacent ballroom with a door on the left. Through the door connecting the two rooms, I could see props, wigs, and makeup areas.
    I was soon called up by the next wardrobe assistant and taken to a tent. This fellow, John, invited me to strip down and wait on my costume. Being distracted by all the scenery was enough to dispel my worries of standing half naked in front of a few strangers. John brought in clothing and soon I stood in full uniform. I was then directed into the other room where I would wait for a chair in makeup. I took the opportunity to sneak a photo in...
    Steve soon called me over and covered my face and hands with shades unique to me. Every officer needed to stand out and I'm sure the makeup artists enjoyed being expressive with the task. Steve was a unique looking fellow in his late forties, graced with tattoos and a sense of good music. We exchanged jokes throughout the whole sit time while he played Ray Charles on the communal stereo. Twenty or so minutes passed and I was off to the next area. My wig and hat were the only thing keeping my look from being complete. While sitting in a provided plastic chair, I could see the wigs sitting by each station. We were warned to be careful with our provided piece as they are individually worth six thousand dollars. I was called up by a nice lady flown over from California who would assist in my hair conversion. Once the wig and hat were in place. the look was complete. The feeling was much like one provided by a child's game of dress-up. As you can imagine, it was so much fun.
    Earlier in the day, we were told the director, Rob Marshall, would want to see everyone in costume for approval. He was out at the moment scouting film locations so we were instructed to patiently wait. Sitting around in costume was entertaining enough so no one was really in any rush to change back into our normal clothes. We soon enjoyed a catered lunch and occupied time with conversation and photos.
    At a moments notice, we were escorted just outside of the ballroom under a pavilion overlooking the hotel gardens. We all stood in a line facing the director, executives, assistants, hair and makeup associates, and the heads of wardrobe. Everyone stuck their chests out as we imagined a British officer would do. Rob greeted us yet we continued to stare ahead unphased for what seemed like an hour. All the executives whispered, pointed and made comments. I'll probably always remember the surreal feeling as I stood in costume. I  looked past the film executives  to see hotel guests trying to catch a glimpse of the action. A sense of pride and nervousness was in the air as we stood. Some of us who were seemingly in the know expected the director to make his "core group" decision during this lineup. After lots of whispering, Rob moved a few of us around. He then noted about eight officers which were jotted down by an assistant. I was not a part of those eight, which made me quite nervous. To my surprise, Rob started at the end of the line and shook everyone's hand. He exuded such a genuine feeling and made each of us feel special. Not many directors take the time to meet the extras, I'm told, and there was undoubtedly a lot of us. Surrounding the experience was a feeling of importance brought by Rob that made the moment unforgettable. Soon we were done and back inside to change out of our costumes.
    The notation of the eight officers was a mystery at the moment. Was this the "core group" that would travel for the duration of filming or just a change of rank for some? I was so surprised at my exclusion, even though I didn't know what it meant. Scott and Mystery Ellsworth were among those picked so I would undoubtedly eventually learn of it's meaning. Regardless, the experience was once in a lifetime and I'm so happy to be a part of it. Now, I wait for weapons training. Where is Clayton, you ask? In disguise as a British Royal Navy Officer. Come find me.
Tracy Thrun
6/14/2010 09:42:51 am


6/14/2010 03:30:07 pm

So Great!!! Rob Marshall!!! You deserve good things so I'm glad this is happening to you. Enjoy the ride!


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