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Trygve's digital diary / February 25th, 1999
Well, these days my life has gotten pretty much taken up by the
wonders of filmmaking. Besides all the usual stuff that goes into
getting ready for shooting, most days I'm doing a couple of hours
of stunt and stage combat fighting.
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Some days that involves doing a few hours straight of rolls, falls,
flips, leaps, and several acrobatic maneuvers that were supposed to
be one of the above, but turned out to be yet another complex and
vigorous way of landing on the ground. Douglas Adams' technique for
learning to fly has not worked so far. Other days are devoted to
learning to throw (and catch) kicks, punches, and other modes of
attack so that they look real on film--usually, this involves doing
them quite differently than you would if you had to do them for real,
because real fighting just doesn't look real enough when the camera
sees it. Plus, real fighting is likely to hurt too much and be over
too fast; this is much more like professional wrestling, only you spend
more time doing flips through the air and using swords and sticks and
whatever other weapons might be handy. Compared to a couple of hours
of stage combat, an aerobics class is hardly enough to work up a sweat.
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