No, Rules, not Philips! Similarity there though.
Now I think you're right, Max, about that door in the back but wasn't there some stairs going to the second floor someplace. COuld I possibly be correct that that door led to a set of stairs going up?
And where was the gym office? In the far left hand cornor as you walked in?
Been trying to get that layout in my mind for a while now for some crazy reason.
Clu Gallegher! WOW! That's a name out of the past. Clu lifted lots if I recall correctly and was in great shape. Did he train at Vinces? I think he was one of the regulars at Universal too.
If you see Clu, ask him if he recalls Jack Tyree who was killed making "The Sword and the Sorceror"? Jack was a major kind of guy at Universal back then.
Rules, some of my family are in the movie business and I was part of it earlier this year. On the Call Sheet I was the stunt coordinator. It was an elaborate commercial for a major company in Japan and one hell of a great experience.
I oversaw the performances of 32 athletes/bodybuilders who had to act like apes in business suits running through the jungle.
We built this elaborate "rig" to take about 60% of the bodywt off each "performer" so that they could run on all fours like a real ape does. We filmed it in a "arboretum" that looked like an ancient jungle. The exact spot was across the little lake and house that was often seen in Fantasy Island(?) "Da plane, da plane!"
Was that the name of it?
They dressed the set and lit it and I now know how Tarzan felt when he lived in a real jungle.
I have never worked with a more profession bunch of people. Two of my family members were the principal "stars" in this "production" and there must have been a crew of more than 100 people behind the camera to make everything go elaborately for the director, who was God on this set.
Each and everyone gave more than 100% to insure that what got on that film was beyond perfection.
We all did phenominal things during that shoot on the ground and in the air and high above the treetops and the Japanese representatives who were present watching it all, went "bannanas" at the end of the ape scenes and ran around screaming and shaking everyone's hand.
They loved it. They really loved it! (Academy award handed here.)
While working on that set, I learned the real meaning of "PROFESSIONALISM" within a civilian environment from the bottom to the top and came to the conclusion that competitive bodybuilding endeavors (of which I am very familiar) could never reach this degree of professionalism because no one seems to work together.
Hence everything sees to fall apart.
I'm sure Chick noticed this while he was on that dodgeball set.
We were high on professionalism for a full week straight and when it was complete, and all was done m(in the can?) we hit the wall and came to a major low. We became a team that had to separate until the next time we would be called together.
Interesting to note that some of my family went to the Superman movie presently filming in Australia while a couple of others went to rehersals to do amazing things in the air this summmer at the Crystal Cathedral in So Cal. And others back to Cirque and school and mom and dad.
After all these years I reaffirmed that "Professional athletes" are amazing critters who make amazing things happen when they work together.
And that is the problem with this crazy "sport" of bodybuilding.
