Filming in KL — Day 4
Oct 9, 2008
KL (Malaysia) has so many beautiful grungy places. Although quite scary, they serve as exquisite backdrops for films and photoshoots.
I would love to go back to this place to do a fashion photoshoot.
Or maybe not.
It’s a big abandoned building with all kinds of crazy junk heaped around the compound. It’s like a rubbish warehouse.
And the mozzies had a field day when tourists came to visit.
The native mosquitoes rolled out the red carpet to welcome us.
Welcome! they cried, Please make yourselves at home while we drink your blood!
They huge, they’re enthusiastic and they’re hungry.
They’re also ninjas.
Big as they are, you don’t feel them land on your skin. You don’t feel them feeding.
You’re minding your own business, looking around casually. And then you chance to glance at your arm, and there’s a teenage mutant ninja mozzie shaking salt and pepper on your hair follicles.
In alarm, you swing your arm violently to shake off the TMNM. But, with all the years of gruelling ninja training under its arthropodal belt, it is prepared for the assault.
It clings onto you with its hooks for feet, all the while laughing maniacally at the folly of homo sapiens. You consider thwapping it flat but you don’t want mozzie guts all over your arm.
So you scream at it.
“My blood is toxic and will kill you dead, you dumb shit!”
Miraculously, the mozzie flies off at that.
And then you realise that that’s only because it’s already had its fill. A pink welt develops instantly on your arm where the TMNM had last roosted.
And it’s itchy.
Beware of teenage mutant ninja mozzies.
We should have heeded the warning.
Luckily, I didn’t die of dengue fever after this encounter.
I wonder how the resident artists survived the TMNM attacks. They must have some kind of permit to stick around unmolested while they complete their artistic masterpieces.
We didn’t stay around for too long. Perhaps 40 minutes or so. I could feel my cells screaming in agony just being in this waste.
You might think that this building is in some remote no man’s land, 3,000 kilometres away from the nearest civillisation.
It’s just minutes away from civillisation. I don’t suppose the residents in neighbouring buildings take a leisurely walk to this dumpster every evening after dinner to dispose of their trash?
After doing our scenes in this building, we strolled over to another compound with even more abandoned buildings.
It was better this time. We didn’t have to enter any of the buildings. We shot everything outdoors.
And that’s the end of my shoot in KL!
We drove up to Penang on the same day. It was a nice journey that took us from daylight to nightfall. I can’t remember how many hours it was.
Along the way, Dean, who was at that time the driver, suddenly turned around and said to me, “You must take a photo of these buildings!!”
“Why?” I asked.
“I don’t know,” he said.
He’s always saying things for no reason. So, Kan took over the wheel and made him be the cameraman.
It kept him occupied for a good while.
Every time we went through a toll booth, he had to hold up the sensor unit for access because someone couldn’t be bothered to stick it to the windscreen.
And then we were in Penang!
My first impression of Penang:
I didn’t know Penang is a resort city. It took us more than an hour to find our hotel because Kan was looking for a specific hotel and we were led on a wild goose chase by well-meaning locals. Finally, one savvy local told us that the hotel we wanted had already closed down.
We settled for this small resort hotel called The Lone Pine Hotel which is, frankly, a bit creepy because of the name and the way the sign looks.
It brings to mind B-grade horror flicks where unsuspecting backpackers get eaten by giant mutant bugs while being raped by bored psychopaths.
Okay, it’s not that bad.
It’s a cosy resort with friendly service. It also has a nice pool, which is a redundant fact because I don’t swim.
I don’t like wearing swimsuits. =>
Alright, then. That’s all for today. More adventures in Penang next time!