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The scrubby Western desert. Early morning. The weather is clear, and Meyer Herrick, impresario and director has a FULL schedule.
Jimmy Ishikawa, cameraman and technician, makes sure the machinery is all running smoothly.
Grips and stagehands haul on setpieces for the first shoot of the day--a period epic of Egyptian palace intrigue.
Clapper and general assistant Eddie Green makes sure breakout star Clara Haroutian is prepared and familiar with her blocking.
And here's the Old Man himself, shouting as usual!
CUT! After several takes, Meyer is at least temporarily satisfied, and ready to shoot the next scene the studio needs, a bit of Greek tragedy. Once a darling of the limelight and the boards, Gordon Audifax is now a drunken has-been, taking a last shot at fame with the detested motion-pictures that stole his livelihood. Still a pro though!
And with that segment finally wrapped and in the can (after much hollering and greasepaint touch-ups) the great director moves on from Illuminating Art to the stuff that keeps the lights on at the studio: stock Westerns.
Rio Wilson and Miguel Alvarez trade squibs and quips that will later be written on title cards.
CUT! You dash-blanking dod-durned dunderheads! Props knew we needed a castle wall backdrop for the swashbuckling scene, where the blue blinking blanked blazes is it?!
Someone's gonna get fired so hard they won't never work in this town again!
Ah well, we make do. The show must go on! Change the schedule, we'll take five and shoot the soliloquy today instead of tomorrow. Close-up shot, Jimmy!
Aaand cut! That's going to be lunch. Check back in with Makeup after and we'll get through the rest of the dance number and the saloon scene!
More pix if you need:
This is an excellent pulp-era set; the old-timey camera is very detailed, and the spotlights can really swivel up and down. The director I wanted to look like a coarse, vulgar man with an unerring instinct for what audiences want to see, and I think the godawful check suit gets that across. Eddie and Jimmy have a lot of character in their postures and poses. Their presence immediately recontextualizes whatever scene is on display.
Rio and Miguel and one of the stagehands are from Murch's Pulp Figures; the other stagehand is Artizan's Mr. Price. They and Clara (Egyptian Priestess, 03506, without baboon as Herrik refuses to work with monkeys) have been featured before, some of the first figures I posted here in fact.
Gordon (Socrates, 50135) was painted so long ago I forget if I posted him separately or not.
Edward Dumond (02775) and Hasslefree's Maika vom Ostwald are more recent and may well show up again!
Been working on these guys as a test for the squad color scheme. Trying some layering on the white, it's working out well so far.
They're 1:48 scale, same as Star Wars Legion, and I've rebased them onto the same 27mm bases that Legion uses. Mostly because the standard D1947 bases are like 35mm. Way huge.
Here's a few of the 3d printed characters from the crowdfunded project by Kazrak Studio. They were done in resin, and have some very fine details.
John H. Damon, who likes to read old books written in strange languages:
Dr Weird Psychic, a student of the mystic arts who needs no introduction:
Laura Craft, field archaeologist and explorer:
And dear Dr Home, the brilliant surgeon with a lousy bedside manner:
All are presented on bases from Secret Weapon.
Karla, Anime Heroine, is a beautiful sculpt with a great nurse hat. The miniskirt, while delightful, could be more pulp-era appropriate, so I sculpted a hemline extension. I also replaced a handgun with a syringe, and then gave her a couple of backup syringes and converted her other firearm to a needle gun. She is here to cure what ails you!
And with her colleagues, Anne Foster (50258) and Dr. Welby (50257):
Stay healthy, folks, and get your shots!