Yup, here comes another one! I’m churning out blog entries these days like machine gun on caffeine tabs.
Anyway, I went to join a stunt seminar at the Bavaria Film Studio’s very own Stunt Center on Monday & Tuesday.
Mini Me
It was a 4 hour drive to Nuremberg where I picked up stunt bro Tommy. From Nuremberg to Munich it’s another one and a half hours... we gave bro Bernie a lift downtown Munich, got a speeding ticket (Tommy was driving) & eventually made it to the studio gate in one piece... only about half an hour late. Hooray!
Tommy loves goofy pics... I don't (I'm deep).
The workshop itself was hosted by the German Stunt Association & stunt coordinator Mac Steinmeier & his team... pretty, pretty cool. I met some old friends (Chris Gneissl, Essi Tesfay) and made some new ones (sexy stunt girls Verena & Scarlet of the Bavaria Film Studios Stunt Show).
The Stunt Center's fancy indoor stage & training hall
We went through some basic weaponry, learned about the Para 9mm semi-automatic & double action revolvers caliber .45.
We got to do a little shooting, as well... only plastic bullets, though. Dayumm!
What else did we do? Ah yes, some climbing basics (rappelling, ascending)... safety knots (figure-of-eight knot, Prusik knot, clove hitch, etc.)... some wire work (Chinese wrap and some simple flips, hops and spins)... a little fight choreo (basic saloon style, mainly)... and last not least, high falls.
I chickened out on the 30 feet high fall, since I’d never jumped from that kind of height into an airbag before (plus, I’m actually on an 8 week sports prohibition due to a severe case of bilateral jumper’s knee). There was no step-by-step approach that day. It was just... go ahead... JUMP! Good luck.
So, I limped over to the indoor falling pit & did a few 15 feet sissy headers & suicides instead (which I shouldn’t have done, either, ‘cause at that point my right knee was already swelling up like a baboon’s... err, never mind!).
Me doing some girlie jumps into the pit
Guess I’m gettin’ too old for that kinda shit! It was fun, though.
Fortunately, I got a chance to burgeon during the fight choreography part... which got me a sock in the mug & ample opportunity to get in close (body) contact with the Bavaria Studio’s pretty stuntwomen.
Sweet.
In addition to those seven hours of stunt training in Munich each day, Tommy and I rushed back to Nuremberg to squeeze in a Wushu class on Monday and a stunt training with G-Action on Tuesday evening (but I skipped the latter, ‘cause I could hardly walk that night).
After this stunt marathon was over, I bandaged my knee real tight, popped a handful of Diclofenac pills and set out on a night drive back home.
Knee's much better now, and I’m already looking forward to the next stunt training and to seeing all of them crazy bastards again.