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Now Scott happens to operate what may be the only actually successful new magazines to hit the stands in the last decade in Strip Las Vegas, so he’s undoubtedly used to filling a lot a varying roles in a given day. But on a movie shoot, the list of responsibilities here remains a truly impressive one. (And I don’t just say that because he gives us free copies of the magazine. Really.) Even if everything goes “smoothly” an individual will be exhausted by the task list at the end of the day, and for the first time in many, many moons, a decidedly not smooth road ran through the production.
I honestly can’t remember (on a Michael Ninn shoot), when we actually had a performer “fail to appear” on her appointed day. Now in my past life, FTAs were a fairly common occurrence, but in the XXX world, women don’t finally get booked to shoot for Michael and then just not show up. That doesn’t happen. Clearly the sad maiden in question either didn’t get the correct information from her “agent” or she simply had other personal issues that prove she otherwise doesn’t “get it” in the grand scheme of her career. Whatever the case, Scott had to scramble and find a replacement, which is never fun under the best of circumstances and becomes positively unpleasant when you have to get the approval of the ever-picky Mr. Ninn in the process. Fortunately, Tori Black had already been on set, and Michael enjoyed her, and she was available. So if you’re wondering why Celluloid Addiction suddenly has a women doing multiple roles in one movie, well, now you know.
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Yet another irksome moment popped up when a model arrived looking – to put it politely – a lot worse for the wear, and absolutely nothing like the promotional photographs on her agency’s web site. Just as a quick aside for you budding stars out there, unless you plan to Photoshop your entire face and body before you arrive on set, do yourself a favor and have your agent use some pictures that actually look like you do currently, and were taken at least in the last half-decade or so. It will save everyone a lot of grief. I should note that most directors will just shoot you anyway, and then minimize the scene somehow in the edit, but they’ll say nasty things about you to other production people, and it won’t help you in the long run. Michael, on the other hand, will actually send you home. While awkward for everyone in the room when this happens, it really sucks to be you at that particular moment in time.
