ouais, ils se vengent du Bad Taste de peter Jackson
amis moutons ! vengeons notre camarade zigouillé au lance-roquettes par ce gros barbu de jackson !
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Citer:
The most frequently asked question when it comes to BT is “did you really blow up a sheep” Craig always answers, “hey, it was an old sheep.” Actually it was a carpenter’s workhorse covered with some old sheepskin rugs but it was originally planned for the sheep to have a much larger part in the movie. Unfortunately, this plan resulted in a days filming that was disastrous even by our standards. The original idea is that Barry and Giles are heading through the countryside to get help and they run into a rabid, homicidal sheep that chases them through the paddocks until meeting an untimely death from a stray bazooka shell.
We went out to Caroline Girdlestone’s farm near Waikenae and set up to film with pet sheep borrowed from some friends of Caroline’s. The sheep was a perfectly clean, well maintained pet so we had to try to scuzz it up a bit by throwing mud and pinning straggly bits of filthy wool to it to give it a kid of sheep gone punk sort of look. Pete at one point wanted it to wear an eye patch (which is a Monty Python reference) but that idea got dropped. We got the sheep all grungy and set up the shot. The sheep would be let loose and the crew would rush it making it run towards O’Herne and Craig who would run away looking terrified as though this dangerous beast was attacking them.
Pete gave O’Herne, Craig and the sheep their final instructions; O’Herne and Craig were to keep looking behind them, note where the sheep was and try to stay in front of it. Action was called and the shot commenced. O’Herne and Craig started running straight ahead, the sheep was released and immediately starting running hell for leather for the hills! The sheep set some sort of land speed record with the crew in hot pursuit, it hit the fence line, started running alongside the fence…and threw itself off a cliff!
We were all gob-smacked thinking “Holy Shit, we’ve killed someone’s beloved pet!” but it turned out the cliff wasn’t that high and the sheep survived its plunge. It was becoming clear that this sheep didn’t have the slightest interest in the show business but, God help us all, we decided to try the shot again. We set up, this time with a crewmember off to the side to block the sheep heading in that direction, and called action. O’Herne and Craig trotted off, the sheep was released and shot off to the side again! Craig followed instructions and tried to stay in front of the sheep, O’Herne just lopped off into the distance and the sheep ran straight for the cliff again but proved itself smarter than it appeared and slammed on the brakes and ended up teetering on the edge of the cliff. It looked at us then at the cliff, then back at us then back at the cliff and gave the impression it was considering suicide rather than appear in our movie.
Anyway, we finally got the camera shy animal down from its perch and made one of the only sensible decisions in the history of the making of BAD TASTE; we dicided to scrap the fucking sheep scene and go home.
As we loaded that goddam sheep back into its trailer to return it to its life of obscurity Caroline Girdlestone got in the last word: she said “Pete, if this was a real movie we would’ve started training the sheep weeks ago!”