Today got off to another early start because we had to shoot the remaining scenes and pick-ups for Laundromat. The exteriors were shot guerrilla-style, stealing scenes on the quiet morning streets of West Hollywood. There were cops on the street we wanted to shoot on, but, fortunately, they were gone by the time we had to roll camera.
(This accompanying picture is of me, taking five.)
Back at the laundromat location, we had to bribe old ladies and homeless men to get out of our way. We primarily needed some cutaway shots, including extreme close-ups of me putting quarters in machines.
While I wasn't around, the director started shooting his own hand inserting quarters, and I was like, "I don't need a hand double, bitch!" Remember when the San Francisco Chronicle went as far to describe my "delicate fingers" in an article?!