How many of you are old enough to remember your Dad taking home movies at Christmas with film, not video? Remember the array of glaring lights that were necessary for indoor shots?
Oh, God, yeah. Remember how heavy those lights were?
My dad had a lightbar about 40 inches long with four flood light bulbs on it. Half of the movies were taken of people shading their eyes.
That's hysterical. And not only were they heavy, those lights were as hot as Hell.
Friends of ours got married about a year before us (my wife was her maid of honor). They insisted on everything deluxe, including having color movies of the ceremony (rare for that time among working-class people). I'll never forget it: Two guys--a cameraman and a fat, cigar-smoking guy walking backwards and thrusting one of those light bars in wedding party participants' faces. It was like being in a movie set rather than a religious ceremony. The film showed everyone either squinting or shielding their eyes. What a great production.
