i was hired as AC (assistant camera) on Cocked, a film following two hit-women. The job was pretty rad and not a jerk at all. There was mucho murder, bathtub dwelling, Teenie Weenie mounting, grave digging, and really excellent doughnuts.
Most of my job consisted of knowing what letter words started with (stressful). Maybe bragging, but i probably got a nomination for best stick slapping slate time, which i would accept because it's really strenuous hand work that calls for a great deal of endurance. i'm easily better than Bruce Willis.
Everyone was super-excellent at their jobs. Many times i became concerned about the amount of killings i was witnessing. That's not good for anyone. Then i would see sarah and josiah and be like "oh yeah- we're making a movie.", but then their filming and sound work was so skillful that i would look in the lens and be like "Oh no! Death!". It was a vicious cycle.
Speaking of coming out- heads are already out there ridin' around and gettin' it. This gig was voted most painless way of making money for that snow ever, only got fired four times!