Looking lovely with some pretty funky hair, I play a nurse form the fifties in an independent film called "The Price of Progress."
The film chronicles the lobotomizing of a black man because he got in a street fight with a white man. Of course, this is before the Civil Rights movement and is further complicated by the fact that his girlfriend is a sophisticated white girl.
We shot in an abandoned hospital in a rough part of LA, which was pretty cool except that "abandoned" means no heat and broken windows....we froze. I ran to my car in between every take. I did kinda like my look, which took an hour in hair and make-up to perfect and almost as long to get out of my hair when I got home!
We explored the hospital, which was a kick....found old record albums as well as hospital records, the morgue, operating rooms, the chapel...we heard that the upper floors were haunted so never ventured higher than our first floor set and the creept basement, complete with crematorium.
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