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Show f Page 4 Wednesday. June 7. 1978 You Can't Have A Crease If You Want To Be A Star to i ynr weri INTERNATIONAL Ottawa Canada and the United States imposed reciprocal fishing bans Sunday with each country barring the other's trawlers from fishing within 200 miles of its coasts. No incidents were reported and fishermen from both countries appeared to be cooperating. The Carter administration also extended the ban to the Great Lakes which form part of the 3,968-mile U.S.-Canadian border. But Ottawa decided not to retaliate against the extension, leaving the lakes open to American sport fishermen. Paris Following a 14-hour meeting, Western diplomats agreed to form a common front to aid Zaire and other moderate African nations in their battle against Soviet and Cuban intervention. Representatives from the United States, France, Britain, West Germany and Belgium said they studied ways to help safeguard "the independence, economic development, the integrity and security of African countries." The meeting marked the first substantial effort to form a Western policy on Africa since the continent was decolonized almost two decades ago. Kinshasa, Zaire Zaire's official news agency reported Sunday that government troops had recaptured the strategic Shaba Province railway center at the town of Mutshatsha after "severe fighting." President Mobutu Sese Seko had refrained from an attack on Mutshatsha to protect an estimated 60 European hostages taken there by retreating rebels. The assault was staged following reports that the rebels had been ordered to kill their captives when food supplies ran low. There was no independent reports on the fighting or the fate of the European captives. Addis Ababa, Ethiopia Up to one million people in a northern Ethiopian province are suffering an acute water shortage and many-have many-have beenf killed or( crippled by eating contaminated' food' government officials said Saturday. A national committee reportedly is being formed to deal with the "crisis." Moscow The discovery of electronic spy devices in the United States embassy has resulted in the lodging of a "stiff protest" with the Soviet Union. A U.S. military work detail found the bugging equipment and traced its trail through a tunnel to an apartment around the corner. In the apartment, the Navy Seabees surprised a Russian operator who fled. Madrid, Spain The wife of the Turkish ambassador to Spain, her brother and a chauffeur were shot to death Friday when three gunmen fired pistols at point blank range into the ambassador's car in downtown Madrid. The trio, who claimed to be Armenian commandos, escaped on foot. An anonymnous caller said the ambush was carried out to seek revenge for the Turkish massacre of Armenians during World War I. Open Thursday-Sunday Top of Main Street. Park City. Utah X 1 Beef - Lamb Salad CT? Serving Fresh Red Snapper Sunday Nite Fish Special $4.00 Thursdays Ladies Nite NATIONAL Oceanside, California A municipal judge running for election admitted he stole his opponent's campaign signs but the state decided Monday not to prosecute him. At least three people filed complaints, saying they saw Judge Stuart Wilson take his opponent's signs from vacant lots and drive off with them. Deputy Attorney General Dick Hadden described Wilson's sign thefts as "an affront to the election process and the canons of judicial ethics." Fruitland, New Mexico A 14-year-old boy helped save a woman being swept along by the San Juan River Saturday and discovered it was his mother when he pulled her ashore. Willard John and two friends were crossing a bridge over the river when they spotted a body pass beneath them. One of the youths ran for help and John and the other boy rode their bicycles along the river bank, trying to catch up with the woman being carried by the current. It was after the woman was rescued from the raging river that John realized she was his mother. Mrs. John was reported in stable condition. Chicago You are now worth five and a half times what you were a few years ago, and you can thank inflation. According to Dr. Harry Monsen, a professor of anatomy, the calcium, magnesium, iron and other chemicals in your body were worth 98 cents in the early 70s. They are now worth $5.60 the professor says. "When people were told they were worth only 98 cents they were shocked," Monsen remarked. "They feel better knowing they are worth $5.60." But the increase in the value of the human body has caused cadavers used by medical schools to become more expensive than ever. Commenting on the stiff increase, Monsen said, "At our school, we use 150 to 160 a year for 750 students. In April the price went from $145 for each cadaver to $165, and in another two months the price will be about $200." - Washington Former CIA Director Richard Helms said last Wednesday that the agency's decision to use members of the Mafia in a plot to assassinate Cuban Premier Fidel Castro "is one of the greatest regrets of my life." In 1975, mob leader John Roselli told Congress that he and Sam Giancana were recruited in late 1960 on behalf of the CIA to attempt to assassinate Castro, his brother Raul and revolutionary Che Guevara by putting poison pellets in their food. Giancana was slain before he could testify. "I am sorry. It was a mistake. Tt was a case of poor judgement," Helms said of the assassination plot in a taped television interview with David Frost. Washington There were 1,058 bombings in the United States last year and labor struggles were the most prevalent cause, the Treasury Department said Monday. Thirty-eight people were killed in the explosions, some of them when bombs were rigged to their cars. - Seafood Bar 6-10 p.m. in the Alpine Prospectors Lodge By Doc Murdock The telephone call from Sunn came at 11:30 p.m.: "Be there at six-thirty in the morning. If you have cowboy boots, wear them. Slacks should be dark, not Polyester, not jeans, no permanent crease. " That was the message, short and to the point. Apparently I had hassled the right people the proper number of times and so, the next morning at six-thirty, I was to be in the movies; I would be an extra in the Park City filming of "The Time Machine." . Sunn Classic Pictures was to spend the day on Park City's Main Street filming several scenes in their remake of H.G. Wells' classic story of time travel. The time traveler was about to make a stop in turn-of-the-century Park City. Cowboy boots? No-crease pants? So... was I going to be a cowboy, or a barroom gambler? As it turned out, I was to be just about what I am in real life: A Park City street bum. ! I dug out my old boots and tried them on. They hurt my feet. I searched in the back of the closet for dark creaseless pants. I found a pair of old straight-legged slacks and spent a half hour ironing out the crease. By then it was 2:30 a.m. I set the alarm for five and went to bed. 7:30 A.M. After signing contracts and a company voucher, our group of thirty extras is hereded across the street to the old Elk's Building where we are counted off, measured, and eventually led single file please out to the wardrobe trailer. There we are issued a hangar of clothes: "One vest, brown; one shirt, plaid; one felt hat, funny looking; one kerchief, ragged." The clerk drones off the items while we stand in line stamping our feet and blowing on our hands. The sun is just creeping over the hill and it's cold. Very cold. The Sunn Classic people are efficient but friendly and the line moves fairly rapidly. Nevertheless, a few bolt the line when ne table is brought out with hot coffee and doughnuts. The women emerge from make-up looking like little grandmothers. Even the young women and little girls are hidden away under gingham dresses and bonnets in a style reflective of the Victorian conservatism of the time. The men's outfits might be called "cowboy shabby." We are instructed to look everyday comfortable; some are instructed to leave shirt tails hanging out, others to roll up their sleeves or uncomb their hair. While the crew sets up the first shot we drink lots of hot coffee and get to know one another. A man of 67 has driven 120 miles, from Roosevelt, to be in the movies. A woman tias been calling Sunn constantly for a month. One young fellow, now a gungslinger, had been called at two that morning. He looks sleepy. 9:15 A.M. The extras are led up Main Street to the Deli where the time traveler is about to be spotted by the sheriff's deputies. He will run up the newly built board sidewalk and duck into an The Schick-Sunn Classic alley with the deputies hot on his heels. The street is to be busy with the usual small Western town foot traffic. That's us. We are positioned at various points along the sidewalk and given our walking instructions. Anything else we do is up to us as long as we don't look at the camera. I am to cross the street with an old codger, note the running time traveler, and continue up the sidewalk. "Action!" The time traveler begins to run. "Extras action!" We begin to walk, talking with animated gestures. The star runs by. We watch him duck into the alley and continue up the street. Since we are not on sound in this shot we can talk among ourselves as we walk: "Alright, there he goes. Now we're supposed to walk to the flagpole, right?" "Yeah, then we turn up the sidewalk and out of the shot." "O.K. let's slow down and tip our hats to these ladies as they goby." "That's a cut!" someone yells. Walkie-talkies . crackle: "That's a cut. Release traffic." Over on Swede Alley (now the main traffic route through town) the sounds of cars and trucks are very noticeable and seem out of place. The shot has to be done over. No one knows what went wrong ; we just resume our places when the director yells: "First position." We do it again. There is another brief conference around the camera and then: "First positions!" We do it once more and this time everyone seems satisfied. 10:30 A.M. An hour later we are still doing the same scene, but from a different angle. The time traveler has made it into the alley and is about to climb up to the roof, making good his escape. The star, John Beck, runs into the alley and completes half the climb. Then the stunt double is to take over. The extras are not needed in this shot so we get-to watch. "Action!" The time traveler runs into the alley and makes it up to the roof but his pants (thin material, tight to represent modern styles) don't. They split down the back. Everyone waits until the director calls "cut!" and then there is a hearty laugh: The crew has learned to wait until the sound is off and laugh or applaud as spontaneously as if the event had just happened. In this case, at least, laughing seems to be a very social behavior. The star is hustled off to wardrobe while the next shot is set up. 11:30 A.M. Various short scenes are then filmed in which actors react in close-ups, close-ups, fall off things, or go running past the camera. To a bystander there is no rhyme or reason for these scenes but they will somehow be fitted into the film later, in the editing room. The extras are disappointed when they get left out of a shot. It becomes the joking goal of everyone to get a good scene on camera. Someone suggests tackling the star during a scene and then yelling: "I got him sheriff!" However, the time traveler is supposed to get away. ' j-; s a crew at work on Main Street 12:45 P.M. We are shooting another street scene. I am standing against a building talking to another cowpoke. What I'm really doing is covering up a sign that says: "NO PARKING." 1:15 P.M. We break for lunch a picnic on the grass. Barbecued beef, three kinds of salad, and strawberry shortcake. The staff eats first, then the extras; it's not discrimination, the staff has to go back to work first setting up the next scenes. In the background are the sounds of construction. A sheriff's office is being built for one of the afternoon scenes. 2:00 P.M. We begin a tough shot. Looking straight up Main Street, two cameras (one moving) will film another chase scene. The extras are supposed to keep moving, thinking of things to do, for several minutes. Security is going nuts trying to keep people from walking out of stores on upper Main. Nothing ; works right. We shoot -the , scene ;! over ; and over. The fellow I'm meeting repeatedly on the street gets tired of saying, "Hello, how's the wife?" and begins to make up new lines: "Hi there Ned, goin' to the big horse shootin' today?" "Can't Clyde, got to take the wife to town and sell her." We shake hands for the tenth time and move off down the sidewalk being careful not to fall on the loose boards or to lose our hats as the star runs by, still pursued by the tiring deputies. 4:30 P.M. "Who can ride a horse?" I raise my hand but am grateful they don't pick me. I haven't been on a horse for years. The outlaws rob the bank,shootin' and yellin' as we solid citizens run for cover. One of the robbers gets plugged as he gallops away and does a superb backflip off the horse. He bounces off the dirt covered street and rolls up against the corral. The director yells "cut!" and everyone applauds. The stunt man gets up limping, but smiling. Unfortunately, the riderless horse ran the wrong direction so the scene will have to be done over. Another beautiful backflip and the man is again dead on the ground. He is grateful that this time the horse did A DIDLE STUDY FELtOWSHi? A PLACE TO FEAST ON THE WORD OF GOD 9 A.M. SUNDAY Foi .iore Information: 649-8295, 649-8424, 649-8535, 649-7955 649-7955 or write: P.O.Box 2473, Park City, Utah B4060 EV what was expected. 6:45 P.M. Everyone is getting tired. We have been at it for over ten hours now. Long shadows are creeping across the street. More lights are turned on to soften the shadows. Making efficient use of solar power, large reflectors are brought out to direct the remaining sunlight into the darker places. the extras are again running for cover as a shootout erupts on Main Street. One of the hapless duputies gets shot and falls right through the glass door of Nick's camera shop. Fortunately, the crew has replaced the glass with a plastic stuff that shatters but doesn't cut. Things are moving fast now. The light is fading and no one wants to go through the hassle of shutting down Main Street for another day. The extras are constantly sent running as various aspects of the big shootout are filmed! We' We"' tbVa'tb' run. We - run. React. We react. Few are used to wearing cowboy boots and some are worried how they will get them off swollen feet tonight. 7:30 P.M. In deep shadow, the sheriff's office is ready to be filmed. It is to be the locale of the final shootout. The sheriff is pinned inside. He gets off a few shots and is answered by a barrage of gunfire that shatters the windows and sends bits of wood flying in all directions. Small holes have been drilled all over the front of the building and filled with a putty-like explosive. In response to the gunfire they are set off to simulate the impact of bullets. It is very realistic and everyone backs up several steps. Finally, the sheriff breaks out, firing four or five shots back toward the camera. The director yells, "cut!" for the final time. Everyone has just started to relax when the building is hit by one more noisy round of gunfire as the prop man uses up the remaining hidden explosive charges. The cameras and equipment are rapidly packed up. The walkie-talkie crackles out a welcome message: "Extras are released." |