One more night before we start shooting. The camera tests we did this morning have been reported on below. Suffice to say, this movie is going to look amazing.

I stayed in the rest of the afternoon, giving my own film some much needed attention until seven o'clock, when we all reconvened at a nearby biergarten. I walked in and saw the newly arrived Tipper Newton waiting with a friend at the front for everyone else to get there. We hung out there by the door for about ten minutes, during which Tipper filled me in on the South Williamsburg Stabber who has been plaguing these very streets, and then realized that the rest of our party was actually already inside. We were met shortly by Bill Morrison (director of Decasia) and Jo Schornikow, the musician we met in the subway and who is now going to be playing Justin's bandmate in the film.

Here's a handy seating chart to keep track of all the people who hung out this evening (minus Ellen Stagg, who showed up later).



Having had some experience with similar establishments back in Texas, I made sure I ate beforehand, leaving the evening wide open to break my normal beer embargo and try some Bavarian brews. Justin was way ahead of us all. By the time Bill ordered the first shot of Navip Slivovitz, he'd consumed 2.5 liters of beer, rendering his countenance not unlike a Francis Bacon protrait.



Now about this Slivovitz. It's 100 proof plum brandy. Barlow put it best when he took a sip, pursed his lips and said "there's a whole lot going on there."



Three shots were purchased; three more were brought by the waitress, on the house. The walk home looked like this:



Now we're back at the apartment. Barlow's prepping the coffee maker for the morning. Joe's playing the guitar on the couch. Jess is trying to keep her eyes open. I'm thinking about editing some more of my movie. It feels very cozy.

Here we go!