My car is still out of service. I asked the guy if it needed a new Flux Capacitor, but he had clearly never seen Back to the Future I, II or III. I’m guessing he preferred Teen Wolf.

Anyway, so there I am on the #15 on my way to Hotel deLuxe just drinking my coffee and it hits me: the establishing shot for my movie should be an aerial shot. I see it like this:

We’re above the city, overlooking the Rose Gardens and its profusion of color. It’s the crown of the city and source of its nickname (and a must of Portland sightseeing). There’s the metaphor of the delicate petals protected by sharp thorns.

Then, we drop slowly over the green canopy of Forest Park, which I just learned is the third largest urban park in the country. This represents how our darker nature, that of instinct and desire, is always near at hand.

Finally, the camera spots the lights of Portland shopping central NW 23^rd and PGE Park (only a few blocks from the Hotel deLuxe) in the Nob Hill Neighborhood. We hear the crowd cheer as we pass over people walking from nearby Portland restaurants and bars.

We drop down into the sunken stadium. And then we’re in the middle of the field, host of the Portland Beavers (AAA baseball), Portland State University Vikings football, the USL First Division Portland Timbers and concerts.

But just now they’re watching Emiliano, our conflicted matador, as he prepares to throw out the first pitch while his eyes search the crowd for her.

That’s a wrap.

Lance