Patrick and Yvonne at The World Stunt Awards in LA
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Read
Patrick Condren's diary entries from his recent visit to LA where
he was nominated for 'Best Action in a Foreign Film' at the Taurus World
Stunt Awards. A must read that features movie stars, high-speed car chases,
ripped parachutes and beauty salons!
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Hollywood
Here I Come! |
The excitement is building. We are off to Hollywood for the second biggest award ceremony (next to the Oscars!) in the world, the 'Taurus World Stunt Awards'. The awards were set up by Redbull owner Dietrich Mateschitz, as a way of honouring the stunt performers of the world. Nominations are made by your stunt peers from all over the world. The profits from the show go to a 'Taurus foundation', which gives grants and assistance to people, and families who have been impacted by stunt tragedies.
The audience and press attendance at these awards are apparently bigger than even the Emmy's or Golden Globes. Only the Oscar's have a bigger audience and a bigger press attendance. I have been nominated (with my brother Joe) for 'Best Action in a foreign Film' for the Film 'Intermission'. Yvonne and I have decided to fly out early and to do a little training and soak up some L.A. sunshine and go shopping!!.
Flight
was 9 hrs and went smoothly with no need for my parachute!
On
arrival we were picked up by a stretched black Limo and transferred to
meet up with LA stunt master Bobby Ore. Bobby is an old friend and probably
the best stunt driver in the world. He is also the best teacher and runs
a school for stunt drivers (and law enforcement agencies) in Camerillo,
California; just outside L.A. (www.bobbyoresports.com). Bobby very kindly
gave me the use of a Lincoln LS for the duration of my stay. The Lincoln
LS is probably the best car I have ever driven on the roads; it provides
top quality comfort with real performance and safety. The engine is a
4.6 ltr, with every electronic aid that you can mention including indy-car
standard tiptronic gear change. Boyz and their toys!!
We
were booked into a 5 star hotel in Beverly Hills, within walking distance
from Rodeo drive. By the time we reached the hotel, we only had the energy
to unpack the bare essentials (the ceremony dress and suit) and eat a
quick snack. By 7.45 local time (3.45AM Irish time) we were fast asleep.
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Shake,
rattle and Roll. |
Blue
skies and sun is shining - great start! Today was always going to be a
tough day. Our clocks were 8 hours out and we had a 7.30 start at Bobby
Ore's driving school, 80 minutes from our hotel. I had been through Bobby's
courses before and had helped 'Screen Training Ireland' arrange for Bobby
to teach his courses in Ireland to a group of stunt people from Irish
Actors equity. Today was meant to be a refresh for me, and the beginning
of a course for Yvonne.
My
scheduled course was an advanced stunt/precision-driving course, which
had 4 US stunt persons and myself (as a refresh). We started by reviewing
and completing the basic course and were tested by Bobby. After passing
the basic test we then moved on to the preliminary advanced course slalom,
forward and reverse 180's and right and left sliding box parks (sliding
sideways in to a parking space)- against the clock and while being chased.
Burning rubber everywhere! The margin for error is 6 inches - 7 inches
is a fail. This is incredibly precise driving and normally the failure
rate is high, but on this occasion all of the students are repeat advanced
students so we all got up to standard quickly and were allowed to progress
to the next stages.
In
the mid to late afternoon I'm really feeling the heat (90's) and the effects
of the travel/time difference. The next exercise is a 100 meter slide
at 45 degrees and exiting a twin hairpin, do the whole thing in reverse
(from the other direction, then end in a forward 180 sliding box park.
The entry speed here is about 70 mph. That sure woke me up! Rarely have
I been so glad to see my bed. Yvonne is dead for the world too, the constant
work over the 12-hour day with spinning cars with burning tyres in that
incredible L.A. heat, on top of the jet-lag have really sapped our energy.
I begin to wonder will I be able to remain fully alert for what will be
a very long night at the awards ceremony on Sunday next.
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You got me spinning round and round. |
The
class started at eight o'clock today (so we enjoyed the lie in!). Already
the temperature is in the mid 80's. I'm now covered in what feels like
two inches of sun block and I'm sporting the most ridiculous hat in existence.
It is a bright orange 'legionnaire' style baseball cap, but I'm assured
that it is fully UVA and UVB proof to factor 50+. Over the course of the
day it proves it's worth the 'daffy duck' comments.
The
driving today is extra special. We start with a high-speed pursuit course,
this is an element of the elite law enforcement-driving course. It's a
case of negotiating though a high speed slalom (70+ mph), taking 90 degree
turns and 180 degree avoidance measures, normal slalom and ending with
a hairpin exit. At speed and while being chased by Bobby who is about
12 inches from your car, that is a pressure exercise, but one which makes
you a much better driver.
The
next exercise is a series of accident (or obstacle) avoidance skills.
The purpose of this exercise is to further develop accuracy and high-speed
car control. We end the day with full four-wheel drifting exercises, that
are drifting entirely around a coned figure of eight. If you can do two
full cycles you pass, otherwise you fail. It is difficult to explain on
paper just how high the quality of the driving and the driving instruction
is, but if you consider that one of the exercise in the basic course is
reversing and throwing the car round in a reverse 180 then immediately
sliding the car in to a 90 degree parking space (with a six inch margin
of error) at 60 mph, then you are getting close. For my money Bobby Ore
is both the best stunt driver and the best stunt-driving instructor in
the world.
After
a long high-octane day it is definitely time for bed.
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Fist
Full of Dollars. |
One
of the best consumer experiences in the US is the one that is so good that
the US has not exported them in and significant way as yet, the Outlet mall.
In short every designer and major high street brand at real bargain prices.
Since we first discovered the Outlet's on a Skydiving holiday in Florida,
no US trip would be complete without a visit to the outlets. From Timberland
jackets and boots at $25 to Levi's for $15. A fist full of dollars buys
a lot, but the flexible friend is required to satisfy the appetite. It is
possible to buy clothes for a couple of years in one US trip, for men the
cost is probably not much more that $1,000. That is for plenty of top quality,
designer clothes. It will come as no surprise that we stock up well. Our
biggest concern today is, how do we get all of this stuff home! |
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Breakfast
at Tiffany's. |
Rodeo drive is probably the best known street in the world for expensive shops, and for ostentatious displays of wealth. Tiffany's jewellers has it's own place in US wealth folklore, so it's not surprising that Tiffany's has a branch on Rodeo - it's actually got pride of place on the corner with Wilshire Boulevard. Above Tiffany's and to the rear, is a beautiful little restaurant with a view over Wiltshire and Rodeo Walk (a faux European street). So we decided that today was going to be our 'Rodeo experience' day. We went here for breakfast, and of course to people-watch.
I doubt if there is a better place to people-watch anywhere in the world. A couple of leisurely hours sipping coffee (no one here seems to really drink) and having breakfast (again no one seems to really eat, they pick at the food), is a real eye opener. Every cliché that you have ever heard or seen were manifest in front of our eyes. From the leggy blonde in the Barbie doll pink clothes and high heels, walking the pink poodle with the ridiculous bush like pruning, to the smarmy gold dripping pot belly balding mid-life crisis man who tried to chat up Yvonne while I was away from the table, it's all on display from 8.00AM. When we eventually got tired of another round of air kissing 'stepford' wives, who expressed oh so sincerely how well each other was looking, to backbite that same lady as soon as she left the table; we decided to take a walk up Rodeo itself.
I must admit that the jukebox in my head was alternating between 'Beverly Hills Cop music' and 'Pretty Woman', and again the locals did not disappoint. Gucci, Fendi and Versace are just of few of the shops on this street, and not necessarily the most expensive! A dazzling display of elegance, style, glitz and glamour, and that is just the sales assistants! It's the first time that I ever felt that I should have dressed in my best suit just to go shopping. While no one actually said 'sorry we don't have anything for you here', they did eye my shorts and trainers in a rather dismissive way. Especially the men, I definitely felt that most of the men that we met there were offended by my dress sense and really would give anything to get me 'co-ordinated', 'Will and Grace' style.
The
shopping on Rodeo drive was a very interesting experience, and is definitely
worth the effort. But we did have serious business at hand. Yvonne had
bought 'The Dress' in Dublin (for any men reading: this is the dress that
she wants to wear for the big night, all women instinctively knew that),
what we were looking for were shoes and a bag. I actually enjoyed wandering
around looking for the right shoes, and having passed up many offerings
including Channel and Ralf Lauren we eventually found the perfect shoes
and the perfect matched bag. So, we walk back to the Hotel, the whole
Rodeo experience, only 8 hours.
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Flying
high in Hollywood. |
Patrick flying above
the Hollywood Hills
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Today
is time for a photo op. I got my Pilots licence in January 2000 in Camerillo
airport, so I went back there to charter a plane. I have only had the
minimum flight time since then, so I'm a little apprehensive. Not that
flying is any problem, but the radio traffic can be a challenge, especially
as I want to fly in to some of the worlds
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busiest
airspace to get a photo of me flying over the Hollywood sign. Does that
sound a little vain? Well I understand marketing and I know that it will
be a great shot.
So
a quick visit to the doctor for a PPL medical and a checkout ride, I'm
round to my old flight school to become airborne again. I have chartered
a Cessna 172P, which is about 4 years old and has all of the latest technology
fitted, including a GPS which indicates airspace boundaries. I take off
and head through 5 different air traffic control (ATC) centres to get
to the Hollywood sign, we do a couple of passes before heading back to
Camerillo, again transitioning 5 different ATC centres, but the flight
is otherwise quite normal. It was great to be back flying again; it is
such a great feeling that I wonder why it's such an ordeal in Ireland.
I practiced some flight exercises, stalls, turns, emergency landings and
VOR navigation, then it's time to stop playing and to go home, retracing
my flight in my car; which of course takes 3 times longer.
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The
Fall Guy. |
Back
in the saddle again, or at least back in the parachute harness. Perris
Valley just outside L.A. is California's main Skydiving centre. A very
professional operation, with good facilities, aircraft and well maintained
rental kit. Today we have come to do just two jumps, from 14,500 feet,
just to get current again. It's been 4 years since my last jump (2 since
my last wind tunnel), so I'm a little apprehensive. Shortly before our
last jumps we both had skydiving 'incidents'. Both were not our fault,
just one of those things, but the hardest thing that you will ever do
is rip away what appears to be a good canopy (parachute), because your
trainer is screaming that there is something wrong. That is exactly what
I had to do 4 jumps back, when my canopy opened the cables between me
and it were like a solid rope, all coiled round each other. This happens
sometimes and a gentle pull and body rotation normally corrects them,
but not that time. The training says, rip the canopy away and pull the
reserve, but that is a hard call to make when you are floating on that
canopy. If you do not you will fall too fast and will not be able to steer
the canopy which has serious landing implications. The problem is that
the parachute is not the proper shape as the tight cables at the corners
are arching the canopy - which should be flat, but from the point of view
of the skydiver, it looks Okay (from directly below). So your mind plays
a game with you. Why tear away a canopy that is 'mostly okay' and take
a chance on a reserve opening? Training kicks in and you accept that looks
are deceiving yourself and the statistically the best thing to do is to
rip the main shute away and pull the reserve. Easier said than done mentally,
but its probably the reason that I'm still around today to write this.
This
time (as with 300+ others) there are no such issues and again we both
realise what we have been missing back in Ireland. The funny thing about
Skydiving is that once you forget about the noise of the air rushing past
at 126mph, it is actually incredibly peaceful and yet exhilarating. It
puts us in the mood for 'Van Helsing' tonight on the Imax screen in Universal
Studios.
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Pretty
Woman. |
Today
is the calm before the storm. We know that the next two days will be mostly
Awards business, so we just relaxed and did a little shopping for 'hard
to get things' like specialist stunt equipment and the shopping list that
our 'friends and family' gave us before we left.
In
the afternoon Yvonne had an appointment in a Rodeo Drive beauty salon.
As is the case with most men, I regard what goes on in there as "women's
business" and keep well away, but this time I drove up with Yvonne
and waited inside the salon.
What
an eye opener! It was like 'Legally Blonde' on speed. Never have I heard
so many people talk, so much, about absolutely nothing! Nothing at all,
none of it made any sense. If I hear the expressions 'It's so', 'un-ha',
'he said to me', 'hold on girl' and 'girlfriend' (one girl to another
in a social way) I'm going to freak out. One hour solid of literally sitting
in the centre of 10 women, both staff and customer, prattling on, about
toe nails, boob jobs, fake tans, electrolysis vs. Wax, most of the women
seemed to be engaged in several conversations at once. The only respite
was when they would all stop and look at me and one of them would say
"ain't he cute for waiting for his girl". Apparently the lady
with Yvonne though that I was very nice for participating because my head
was nodding, little did she know it was in a state of murderous bewilderment.
Interesting experience thank you! Never going back to a 'beauty salon'
ever again, even with headphones on- I can't even imagine my legs getting
waxed!.
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The good, the bad and the ugly. |
Today
is all about the press conference, which is in the late afternoon and
early evening. To kill the time we went with the Redbull team to the Outlet
mall (honest we did not want to go, they made us!). Or problem with case
space significantly increased, we have to get home quick!
The
press reception was an interesting affair. It was my first time at one,
so it was all- new to me. It started with the producers of the show being
introduced to the press, then the hosts, Denis Hopper and Carmen Electra.
It's all smiles and teeth and witticism, but one can tell that the hosts
would prefer better questions from some of the press. 'When you divorce
your current husband, can I marry you Carmen?' was not a journalistic
high point.
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Dennis Hopper and Carmen Electra
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Then
it was a round of five 'meet the nominees', in which five US based nominees
were introduced to the press. It was very interesting listening to the
answers that they gave to what were better questions. I was concerned
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the
attitude to injury though, they accepted it as part of the job. To me something
(probably me) has failed if an injury occurs to my stunt team or me. After
this session we were introduced as the international nominees, and I gave
several interviews to European, Asian and South American journalists. I
think that I ruffled a few feathers when I said that injury was not acceptable
to me, it indicated a failure of the safety systems. I standby that; it
should always be possible to achieve the stunt without hurting people. It
can be a risk, but most of the examples that I have heard of were avoidable.
We finished this evening with a meal at 'The Ivy', which must be one of
the best restaurants in L.A., and they certainly serve one of the best steaks
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And
the nominee's are... |
Today
is the big day and I'm only nervous about one thing, the speech. It never
stuck me as an issue before, a quick few "thank you's" to the
team and a pleasantry about the honour of the award and I'm off, but unfortunately
I had enough time to think about it and what I should be saying. I have
felt all along that the nomination was a massive honour in itself and
that I'm already a winner having become the first Irish person to be nominated.
I have also known (and said on TV and Radio interviews) that the nomination
may be for Joe and I, but that it is really a 'feather' in the cap of
all of the stunt (Stunt Actors Register/Irish Actors Equity) team and
special effects crew (Team FX), and also the wider industry. To me it
is a justification for all of the hard work that has gone in to setting
up the equity stunt section and bringing on the new talent that is there.
In many ways it both closes a chapter for me, and opens a new one.
It
occurs to me that I'd never have had the opportunity to be nominated for
this award were it not for Mick Rowlands and Bronco McLoughling who I'm
proud to say were my stunt mentors. I learned the basic's of my craft
from them. Words can never repay the debt I owe to each. Likewise for
Kevan Barker, Mary Alleguin who gave me the right opportunities at the
right time, to develop and grow in my profession. Also Jo Homewood, Carol
Moorhead, Martin O'Malley, Seamus McInerney and Patrick O'Donahue who
have given me such valuable subsequent work. That's without going in to
the special producers and directors that I have worked with, and there
are many. So you see that the problem is that there are so many people
that I feel I'd like to thank publicly in this speech that I could never
do it. Then there is the biggest problem of all; what if I forget someone.
Will they be offended? I can see the need to confine it to just the guys
from Intermission (John Crawley, Mark Rowe, Alan Maloney and Neil Jordan),
but I'd have rather extend the thank you to others too. I'll never joke
about an Oscar speech again. The only thing that I have absolutely decided
on is that I will top and tail the speech in Irish (and no tears of course),
if I get the opportunity to deliver it at all.
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We
arrived at the ceremony by stretched-limo (what else) with Felix who is
regarded as the finest parachutist in the world (hold both speed and distance
records). There is a camera frenzy as we exit the car, I assume because
no one knows who we are and they want to cover their bases 'just in case'.
We walk the red carpet, Yvonne, me, Joe and Louise stopping for photos
and mini-
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Felix, Ashlee Dickinson, Patrick & Yvonne
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interviews/sound
bites along the way. Yvonne is looking even more fantastic than ever,
'The Dress' and the Rodeo shoes and bag are right at home here. The glitz
and glamour is fantastic and its everywhere. I could get used to this
(well once a year anyway).
The
ceremony itself is fantastic; it lives up to and exceeds expectations.
The stage and setting are excellent, the show itself is slick and professional
and the shows live stunts are well incorporated in to previously shown
footage. 'Best Action in a foreign film' category is the second one to
be called. It was very unreal to hear your own name called out at an event
like this and then to see the movie clip played of the Bus turning over
in 'Intermission'. The whole thing seemed very surreal, so much so that
it took a few seconds to register that they had not read out Joe as a
nominee. When the envelope was open, it really was no surprise that a
German film won as their script had called for much more action on the
screen, so I think the award was very fairly
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Keanu Reeves at The Taurus World Stunt Awards
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given
to them. It was great to sit in an audience beside Stephen Spielberg and
have people like Arnold Schwarzenegger, Keanu Reeves, and Burt Reynolds
tell you how much they admire what (we) stunt people do for them, their
movies and the industry in general. If that sounds a little conceited,
then please make allowances for the situation and emotion.
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There
was a party afterwards (which will remain confidential as requested), where
all of the guests, nominees and presenters (stars) were invited. Again it
all seems surreal to be munching on a barbequed burger swapping stories
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Out but not down in Beverly Hills -- Flying Home. |
It's
the morning after the night before. Way back in the deepest recesses of
my mind a tiny voice is telling me that I should be disappointed that
I did not win the award. That voice can hardly be heard over the much
louder voice that is marvelling that I (and Joe) were nominated at all
for 'Intermission'. 'Intermission' is an excellent movie, but it is not
and was never intended to be an "action movie". The loud voice
also controls my face and is insisting that I wear a true US 'super sized'
grin.
I
finished my interviews with the two Irish journalists who came over especially
for the ceremony, Duan from Hotpress and Adam from The Irish Independent
(TV and Living), on the plane and in the airport. I wonder how they are
not bored listening to me tell the old 'war' stories and spout on about
my opinions on every element of the movie business including stunts. I
guess that they are just too polite to ask me to stop, so I keep going
until we all fall asleep.
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The
entire 'Taurus World Stunt Awards' experience was absolutely fantastic.
It rejuvenated my enthusiasm for the business. After a 22-year career,
I caught a glimpse of new horizons and a bigger stage. Not that I want
to leave Ireland, not by any means, but I have seen how Ireland can place
itself front and central on the movie world stage.
I'm
finalising a feature length script that I have co-written with John Gleason
called 'One-Shot', which will be shot later this year. It is a fast paced
chase-thriller, with many psychological twists and turns. If all goes
to plan I'll be producing and directing it with John in the late summer.
I hope that we have given the story international appeal, but most of
all I hope that it is a good story and that it will keep audiences on
the edge of their seats. This film has an action packed stunt fest ending,
but the focus is on character resolution. My experience at the 'Taurus
World Stunt Awards' has given me a real appetite to make this film project
into a really good movie and to do this movie to a standard that it will
be an international success. I'm not ashamed to say that I'd like to go
back to Hollywood and win this award next year!
Many thanks to Ashlee Dickinson and everyone at Red Bull Ireland for taking such care of us in LA. www.redbull.ie
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