The Red Menace or шелцоме руссиан фриендс

 

The following morning, after a very sleepness night caused both by excitement and the relentless air traffic above (or possibly someone's snoring), we prepped for the next major part of the shoot, the follow up to the guy's arrival at the back gate and the start of the first action sequences.

After the morning coffee ritual at the inn, we were all set to head off when, like a highly trained Spetznaz team, a Russian film crew appeared from nowhere and asked the director Andrew L Phillips for an interview... So, not being one to turn down the possibility of some free promotion and always eager to test his language skills (he speaks limited Russian) - he agreed.

After what seemed like an age later (the film crew didn't stop asking questions and the director can talk the hind legs off a donkey) everyone went their separate ways, the production vehicle was loaded and we were off to the old windmill to shoot. We thought that would be the end of the Russians, but we were wrong ...