I have been busy acting in several handfuls of short films (and other projects) lately.

One of the short films shot early March in an upper class Upper East Side townhouse. It was a night shoot.

I played a sleazy manservant.

Here is a photo album of the shoot, but mostly of that town house. It was fascinatingly idiosyncratic.

A crew member laying down track for a dolly shot.

Notice the wall paper. Every room had what looked to me like bespoke wallpaper.

When I leaned my head against the wall, I realized the wallpaper was cushioned. Not as thickly as a padded cell, but still soft and comfy to the touch.

Those little murals tucked away behind the stairwell are hand painted.

One scene involved me serving drinks to the lady of the house and her guest. We shot me pouring the drinks and picking up the tray in a wet bar, which in this town house was tucked away in the second floor behind folding closet doors.

The wet bar has mirrored walls.

Even the bathroom boasts bespoke cushioned wallpaper.

So soft…

Another shot involved the manservant spying on the lady and her guest through the slats of the kitchen shutters.

My view of the camera for the close up of my spying eyes shot through the slats.

My fellow actors playing the lady and her guest.

The framed photos are of the actress, set decoration to represent the lady in younger years.

The fly sculptures came with the town house.

During a break, some crew members played an energetic game of slapjack. I joined in too.

Me in my film noir phase…

Paging Gordon Willis…