This week my job as a Hollywood whore took me up to Rainbow mountain across from Whistler/Blackcomb. Our objective was to film some bad guys as they get picked off by the hero (a highly skilled sniper on the run in the wilds). Look for "Shooter" in theaters next year if you're into that sort of thing.
It got up to 40 degrees in the Whistler Valley. Here's part of the circus.
Some gear went in the A-Star. The bigger stuff was slung. We had 4 choppers, 2 A-Stars, a 212 and an E-130 (?) going ALL day.
The Ridge we were working.
Whistler/Blackcomb watched us from across the valley. Can you see the Mountain Bikers?
The bad guy is in white. Man, is he gonna get it!!
A gratuitous shot of my lovely assistant.
I think they should've had the bad guy do a high fall into this.
My camera shit. Big ass anamorphic lens.
One of the safety guys with his Michael Jackson nose on.
Cliffs and rivulets.
Nature is so abstract.
Looking south, south-west. Yum.
Cumulo stack built up to the north and just sat there. Watching.
Squeezing off another shot.
Here's your trusted guide, back in the heli and heading for beer o'clock.
Despite how annoyed I get with my job, it has some pretty sweet days every once in awhile. This was one of them. Hope you enjoyed it too.
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