In parts of Los Angeles, a movie shooting will draw a bigger crowd than in other parts.
In the heavily 'shot' parts of town, passers-by are more likely to shout obscenities than they are to placidly stand there, watching and waiting for something to happen.
Some of us, of course, make a beeline for the trucks to see if anyone we know is working and if they're picking up crew.
Yesterday, as I was walking down Melrose Ave (near the Pacific Design Center), I noticed a crowd gathering - as I got closer, I saw that it was folks watching a movie set.
This behavior on the part of West Hollywood passers-by is not normal - Melrose is a heavily shot area, and since I didn't hear shouts of "Fuck you, assholes!" and "Go to hell!", I figured that:
a) something horrible had just happened, or
b) someone really, really famous was standing there.
Sure enough - there, on the corner, waiting for them to roll was Big Action Star.
"Well, that explains the crowd", I said to myself* as I started to walk towards the lighting department's stakebed.
I was stopped by security.
"Big Action Star isn't signing autographs, Miss."
"Good for him - I'm just trying to get to the truck so I can give the best boy a card."
He had to think about what I'd just said for a moment.
"Why? Is it his birthday?"
They're not picking up crew, though.
*I'm talking to myself with alarming frequency these days. All I need now is a beehive hairdo and 50 cats.