So we survived the first day, which involved swords, horses, barns, farms, geography teachers-turned-creatures of the night, spider-infested tunnels, severed limbs and tea. Obviously, there were near-lethal levels of tea being drunk by the cast and crew to keep them from revolting.
All of which is rather surprising, seeing as how God tried to drown us in the great September deluge for every moment we were outside, i.e. ALL THE TIME.
I’m heading back to set now. Filmmakers are nuts.