#2. Why I got chased by real security personnel while shooting a feature film:
While shooting the feature film Sorority of the damned in 2020, I decided to do something that I thought would be pretty fun, and it led to me being chased down by real security personnel that worked at the RSI studio.
This is how it all started:
I’m playing a few roles in a film written by Joe Davison:
https://www.imdb.com/name/nm1368482/?...
And co-directed by him and Roy Knyrim:
https://www.imdb.com/name/nm0461865/?...
—with a great cast and crew when something pops in my head, “Hey, I’m dressed in full makeup, like a homeless person with an overgrown beard and the whole nine yards. It looks convincing and another production is shooting a film about two blocks away. I think I’ll go over there immersed in character and mess with them.”
Well, I’m fairly impulsive and I like to live life with a little excitement. So, I started heading that way with a drunken/drugged up stagger and attitude. You’ve seen the type—stumbling down a sidewalk, talking and yelling at people that aren’t there while high as the sky.
On my way there, I pass by actress Sydney Carvill:
https://www.imdb.com/name/nm10629864/...
Sydney asks, “What are you doing?”
I answered, “I’m going to go over there and mess with the production shooting down the street.”
She looked down the street and back to me. “I’m down.” Then she pulls out her camera. “I’m so in. Let’s do it.”
Next thing you know, I was walking down the street completely in character, stumbling and disorientated with the other products already looking my way and pointing. Unbeknownst to me, there was a security guard parked on the side of the road taking his lunch break.
I made it all the way to the other production, ignoring them, and stopped right next to the crew swaying in place like I was about to pass out, scratching my ass, looking towards the sky at nothing, talking to no one, and fell to my butt to sit for a moment as if I could barely keep my head up. I could hear them talking and see some pointing out of the corner of my eye. One got on the radio, surely calling security. What I was unaware of, was the security guard on break already calling the situation on to other security personnel on site.
I stayed there for a bit until everyone seemed fairly watchful and nervous, realizing somewhere deep inside that I’d already crossed a line I may not be able to come back from. At that point I figured, “F*** it, I’m in too deep to back out now. This is going to get sideways, and I might as well see it all the way through to find out what happens.”
I stood back up and started heading back down the street towards the Sorority of the damned production and took a spill off the sidewalk on my way to really seal the deal on my drugged/drunken state. I stood back up, half-ass brushed myself off, and started walking Sydney Carvill’s direction as she recorded with everyone walking up to keep a watchful eye on me.
I got closer to her with no idea that the security officer had exited his truck and was walking down the street behind me radioing it in. Once I got about 30yrds from Sydney Carvill, she pointed at me while looking at the security officer and said, “Watch this guy. He’s really messed up.”
She started backing away from me as if she were scared, and I took into a full sprint after her. She screamed and took off running. I was running her down, but could hear accelerating footsteps behind me shouting, “Hey! Stop! Get the F*** away from her!”
Yeah, it happened, but I kept chasing her until we rounded the building out of his sight. We stopped with the security guard about to round the corner any second and tackle me. Sydney locked eyes with me and we both knew the gravity of the situation had increased to a tipping point.
I started walking back around the corner to tell the guard, but he was coming fast with an extremely unhappy look on his face and fist clutched. Sydney ran past me just as the guard neared and got between us shouting, “Wait! No, no, no! It was a joke! He’s an actor! He’s just getting into character!”
The guard stopped just a few feet from me, fist still balled up and a facial expression that said he wasn’t messing around. He looked at me, and I started laughing. It took him a moment to settle himself as another security guard pulled up in his car and exited.
The producer came around the corner, locked eyes with me, shook his head, and walked away. Can’t say it’s the first time in my life a superior has done that to me. But, at the end of the day, I didn’t get punched and everyone had a good laugh. It wasn’t only the talk of the day for our production, but I’m sure the others as well …and we got it all on film.
Honestly, this is one of my favorite moments I’ve ever had filming.
One thing that probably speaks to my personality was actress Renee Daw:
https://www.imdb.com/name/nm3962163/?...
—whom I’ve known for years, coming up to me right after it went down, looking at me, and simply saying, “Oh’, Cheyenne. You would do something like this.” Laughing. “This is so you.”
Anyhow, that’s my chased-by-security story for 2020!
NOTE:
I do not recommend trying something like this.
Have a great 2021,
Cheyenne Buchanan
www.crbuchanan.com
www.cheyennebuchanan.com
www.lunchbox_films.com
This is how it all started:
I’m playing a few roles in a film written by Joe Davison:
https://www.imdb.com/name/nm1368482/?...
And co-directed by him and Roy Knyrim:
https://www.imdb.com/name/nm0461865/?...
—with a great cast and crew when something pops in my head, “Hey, I’m dressed in full makeup, like a homeless person with an overgrown beard and the whole nine yards. It looks convincing and another production is shooting a film about two blocks away. I think I’ll go over there immersed in character and mess with them.”
Well, I’m fairly impulsive and I like to live life with a little excitement. So, I started heading that way with a drunken/drugged up stagger and attitude. You’ve seen the type—stumbling down a sidewalk, talking and yelling at people that aren’t there while high as the sky.
On my way there, I pass by actress Sydney Carvill:
https://www.imdb.com/name/nm10629864/...
Sydney asks, “What are you doing?”
I answered, “I’m going to go over there and mess with the production shooting down the street.”
She looked down the street and back to me. “I’m down.” Then she pulls out her camera. “I’m so in. Let’s do it.”
Next thing you know, I was walking down the street completely in character, stumbling and disorientated with the other products already looking my way and pointing. Unbeknownst to me, there was a security guard parked on the side of the road taking his lunch break.
I made it all the way to the other production, ignoring them, and stopped right next to the crew swaying in place like I was about to pass out, scratching my ass, looking towards the sky at nothing, talking to no one, and fell to my butt to sit for a moment as if I could barely keep my head up. I could hear them talking and see some pointing out of the corner of my eye. One got on the radio, surely calling security. What I was unaware of, was the security guard on break already calling the situation on to other security personnel on site.
I stayed there for a bit until everyone seemed fairly watchful and nervous, realizing somewhere deep inside that I’d already crossed a line I may not be able to come back from. At that point I figured, “F*** it, I’m in too deep to back out now. This is going to get sideways, and I might as well see it all the way through to find out what happens.”
I stood back up and started heading back down the street towards the Sorority of the damned production and took a spill off the sidewalk on my way to really seal the deal on my drugged/drunken state. I stood back up, half-ass brushed myself off, and started walking Sydney Carvill’s direction as she recorded with everyone walking up to keep a watchful eye on me.
I got closer to her with no idea that the security officer had exited his truck and was walking down the street behind me radioing it in. Once I got about 30yrds from Sydney Carvill, she pointed at me while looking at the security officer and said, “Watch this guy. He’s really messed up.”
She started backing away from me as if she were scared, and I took into a full sprint after her. She screamed and took off running. I was running her down, but could hear accelerating footsteps behind me shouting, “Hey! Stop! Get the F*** away from her!”
Yeah, it happened, but I kept chasing her until we rounded the building out of his sight. We stopped with the security guard about to round the corner any second and tackle me. Sydney locked eyes with me and we both knew the gravity of the situation had increased to a tipping point.
I started walking back around the corner to tell the guard, but he was coming fast with an extremely unhappy look on his face and fist clutched. Sydney ran past me just as the guard neared and got between us shouting, “Wait! No, no, no! It was a joke! He’s an actor! He’s just getting into character!”
The guard stopped just a few feet from me, fist still balled up and a facial expression that said he wasn’t messing around. He looked at me, and I started laughing. It took him a moment to settle himself as another security guard pulled up in his car and exited.
The producer came around the corner, locked eyes with me, shook his head, and walked away. Can’t say it’s the first time in my life a superior has done that to me. But, at the end of the day, I didn’t get punched and everyone had a good laugh. It wasn’t only the talk of the day for our production, but I’m sure the others as well …and we got it all on film.
Honestly, this is one of my favorite moments I’ve ever had filming.
One thing that probably speaks to my personality was actress Renee Daw:
https://www.imdb.com/name/nm3962163/?...
—whom I’ve known for years, coming up to me right after it went down, looking at me, and simply saying, “Oh’, Cheyenne. You would do something like this.” Laughing. “This is so you.”
Anyhow, that’s my chased-by-security story for 2020!
NOTE:
I do not recommend trying something like this.
Have a great 2021,
Cheyenne Buchanan
www.crbuchanan.com
www.cheyennebuchanan.com
www.lunchbox_films.com
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