When I freelance on film sets as a technician, I rub shoulders with a lot of celebrities. I worked second unit for X-man 2000. On main unit for that same show, I heard a lot of crewmembers were sent home because Halley Berry was provocatively dressed. They could not stop staring at her—too smoking hot and sexy!
In time, I worked on a Michael Myers’ The Love Guru. I hear stories of Mike Myers in bars, where he comes in, buys everyone beers, and plays videogames. On Love Guru, however, if you looked at MM, as they called him, he had you sent home. It’s difficult to comprehend a hometown favorite, treating his own fellow citizens with disdain. I remember setting up a scene at the Scarborough Bluffs. All crewmembers belong to different departments and everyone has a walkie talkie. “MM is on his way to set,” said a voice on the headset. “MM is going along the beach.” Everyone was tense. “MM is on set.” Apprehension and panic set in. “Remember don’t look at MM!”














