New York Shitty Day Ender: Notes From “The Bounty”
Inasmuch as I think film shoots in north Greenpoint are becoming excessive* I have to confess a certain amount of curiosity about them. Hence why when I woke up early this morning I wandered down Manhattan Avenue to see how The Bounty was coming along.
Truth be told it was pretty boring. A lot of people with walkie talkies wrangling extras and pedestrians alike. Including myself.
From what I could gather the Uncle Sam on stilts had some stunt action coming. I didn’t wait. I had an appointment to get my hair cut at 11:00 a.m. and I was not about to miss it because:
- I really needed a haircut. My tresses have grown a life of their own. They were well on their way to getting their own zip code.
- Anna at Zoe’s gives a mean cut. Cheap.
But I did get some footage of a motorcade of wonderful vintage cars driving past the Greenpoint Hotel. If this following is any indication, 11222’s (least) favorite den of iniquity* will be preserved in perpetuity by “The Bounty”. Enjoy!
I also took a number of photographs. The following are my favorites. Enjoy!
When I told Anna that Greenpoint had become Bensonhurst today she made a very piquant observation:
Why can’t they film Bensonhurst in Bensonhurst?
P.S.: You can see more pix of today’s shoot by clicking here.
*Step Up 3 on West Street, Boardwalk Empire on Commercial Street (though to be fair, they have their own sandbox to play in courtesy of George Klein) and this, on Manhattan Avenue. It’s a bit much. Really.
**Not only is Max Stark and the craptastic hovel he presides over party poopers on this ad hoc 4th of July, but his men are still busy at work at 239 Banker Street.
Stop work orders and no Certificate of Occupancy be damned.
Hence why Greenpoint has the first “transient hotel” that sports floor plans, kitchens, washer dryer facilities and no beds— unless you count those of the floral variety.