“It averaged about 120 degrees Fahrenheit. So, yeah, that was hot. I got food bugs. Then I got food poisoning: lost 15 lbs. in three days. That was terrible. Then I fell downstairs. I was carrying the kid [an Iraqi boy whom he befriends in the movie] at the time: not the fake kid, the real one. I couldn’t see the stairs when I was walking down them and I just fell and cracked open my nose, bruised it up — it bled a bit — and twisted my ankle, which stopped us from filming ‘cause I couldn’t walk … There was a lot of fighting going on. The oppressive heat does something to your brain, and on top of that I was in this bomb suit, and I had explosive diarrhea, so was I like, ‘Get this thing off me! I’ve got to find a hole somewhere!’ I hate to say it, but it made me a really cranky cunt. I wanted to punch a lot of people. … Will I go out and and shoot in the desert again for Hurt Locker II? Go fuck yourself. You couldn’t pay me enough money. Even if I wanted to, I just couldn’t — literally couldn’t — do it.” — Jeremy Renner on shooting The Hurt Locker (via)
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poor thing.
i hope he is ok.
srsly. (not srsly)
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