I've never seen a "shooting schedule" before.
Now I have. I found it on my e-mail. My producer says it's designed for 35 days.
As I look it over, it's 35 days of jumping around like a cricket. Scenes coming and going, all out of sequence. First you're crying then you're laughing. As I read them, my emotions jump around, too--as out of order as the pages. As an actress, I'd never know which face I was supposed to be wearing.
I vote for a certain middle-age actress (whose name I won't mention because of course we'll never get her.) Whoever she is, I trust she won't mind that the crying and the laughter are all mixed together like a cobb salad.
Is THIS how movies are made?
When I find out, I'll tell the rest of you. Meanwhile, I'm trying to stay calm.