Poor Alex! And news about Monday's filming...

[frodos-smile.livejournal.com]

I think Alex is on painkillers... This is his blog entry from today, and is rather incoherent. But I think I have the gist of his message in my poor translation...




Estoyecribiendo desdeunadeesasmaquinashorriblesdel aeropuerto, de esa que me metescutroeuros yte dejan escribirunossegundos.Ahoramism cojoel avion para Londres. Me he torcido el tobillo ayer,lo tengo venddo,peroetoyvivo.quemal escribe esto,dios. mañan ruedo lassecuencias desexo entreelijah y leonor...Esperoquetodo vy bien.

My very poor translation...
I am ecribiendo since one of those you plot horrible of the airport, of that that put me cutro euro and they leave you to write some seconds.now mism lame the avion for London. I have twisted me the ankle yesterday, I have it venddo, but I am alive.that badly writes this, God. tomorrow we film the sequences of sex between Elijah and Leonor. I hope everything goes well.


As I said, with the incredible run-ons in his typing today, I think poor Alex must be on painkillers because of his ankle. I had to guess at where to separate the words for the translation, and still can't get it right. Honestly, I didn't even try with some of it. But I do feel confident of the last two sentences. :-)

Comments

[chickenlegs-11.livejournal.com]

Yeah I think I know what you're saying. I've done a bit of stage work myself and you sometimes can be distracted by people shuffling about in the wings, the stage manager whispering directions into their mike or someone coughing and spluttering in the front row of the audience. Stage and film acting each are different disciplines I suppose with their own sets of challenges. I've never had a alot of lines just mainly done smaller roles but the "mad mad flailing" I can relate too, especially when the crew plant their traditional booby-traps and gags during the last dress rehearsal. :D