Somewhere in the morning of Day One of filming one of these dudes turned to a Movie Volunteer and asked, Would I get a better shot if I climbed up into that tree?
I wouldn't go up there, was the response. There are green ants up there.
The prospect of obtaining a few better shots of the Lady Under the White Parasol was, however, too tempting, and the advice was ignored. About forty-five seconds later said dude was back on terra firma.
See? remarked the Volunteer. I told you there were green ants up there,
Yes, was the reply, but you didn't tell me they bite.
For a good deal of the proceedings there was a bloke lurking in the vicinity of the Volunteers watching the action, or what passed for it, making an occasional phone call and apparently trying to pick up a gig as a movie extra. From a couple of brief conversations I was led to believe these activities constituted work for talk-back radio in Sydney.
On the other hand, the program suggested the paparazzi pay spotters who'll provide them with the avenue to get that worldwide exclusive of Someone's Secret Love Tryst or something, so TalkBackRadioDude may have been picking up extra pocket money by sitting around within earshot of the locals hoping to pick up a paparazzi-friendly snippet. Or that might have been his full-time gig all along.
Thinking back over the program in the predawn darkness I was left pondering a significant question.
Why?