We were shooting in Sabinio Canyon last week. The director and main actor wanted to get a very specific shot in a very specific kind of light. We were late in getting to the location so he and the actress in that shot sprinted up a cliffside blazing their own trail. I followed along a few seconds later when someone realized neither of them was prepared to sprint up a cliffside.

While I was running I put on the gloves I always carry on me when I’m on a movie just in case I need to touch something hot (like a light) or move something pointy (like a cactus). It seemed great a wonderful idea. I’d plough through the brush pushing away the plants with my protected hands and I’d be there before them!

What I hadn’t noticed is that one of the gloves on a clip on my hip had been filled with cactus needles while I was walking through the desert earlier in the day. When the gloves were put on in a hurry you can imagine the surprise where once protective nurturing gloves became pointy monsters pushing hot spiky goodness into your fingertips.

I still sprinted up the cliff and caught up with them but all the while I was pulling needles out of my left hand with my teeth and saying FUCK a whole lot.

That’s the crew taking the shot about 150 feet below the cliff edge after we got the shot.