It was filmed in Seaside,
which is just down the road from me, and as they were filming there was an open
casting call for extras to be at the beach and walking through town.
One afternoon the Island King and I decided to go out there,
hang out on the beach and possibly end up in a scene in the movie.
The Island Girl was a toddler so we grabbed some beach toys
for her, chairs for us and off we went.
When we got out there we saw a giant pile of wood stacked on
the beach and since bonfires on the beach aren’t allowed we knew this must be
for the movie.
Perfect!
We set up our chairs near the pile and the Island Girl got
busy playing in the sand.
It wasn’t long before people started making their way out to
where we were.
People all dressed up. Not beachwear dressed up but suits
and ties, dresses and hose kind of dressed up.
Hmm.
Someone lit the fire and as more and more people made their
way out to stand around it the mood became very somber.
Well, except for us, the family in bathing suits with the
kid building sandcastles.
A man stood up, started talking and all of a sudden it hit
us. This was a funeral service for a lighting tech that died while filming the
movie.
Holy cow – we’ve crashed a funeral!
We quickly gathered up our chairs and the Island Girl and
hightailed it out of there.
Of all of the days they filmed that movie, we picked the one
day they weren’t filming -because of a funeral.
I’ve crashed several parties in my day but crashing a
funeral was a first for me and the Island King.
Obviously we weren’t in the movie but we did get stared at
by the cast and crew, which is close.
Right?
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