Steve Shovlar
September 20th, 2009, 03:51 PM
Well we all meet the photographer from hell sooner or later. I met mine the end of last month.
I took a late booking from a very attractive bride.
Anyway she got lucky as I had a spare Saturday and it was the date she wanted. Full price no quibble at Bickton Castle in Devon, UK.
I arrived 2 and a half hours before the ceremony to film the brides preps. Knocked on the door and it was opened by the photographer. He was not happy to see me, though I am always extremely courteous to everyone. " We have been planning this wedding for over a year and I really don't want you here", were the first words out of his mouth to greet me.
Now I am not the shy type and won't take any crap, but this knocked me sideways. After the innitial shock, I ignored his moans and introduced myself to the bride and the bridesmaids and carried on as usual. It turned out he was a ten year press photographer and this is his second year in the wedding business.
But the opening dialogue was nothing compared to what happened later. I got some great footage, then went to meet the groom outside and got some footage of him doing some walking along in a group with ushers, best man etc. I then came back as the bride was about to put on her wedding dress. Tapped on the door, only for the photographer to open it and quietly tell me to F off, then close the door in my face.
Now I had three options. One, to walk in regardless, carry on as if nothing had happened.
Two. Enter, have a showdown with the photographer in front of the bride just minutes before she walked up the isle, or three, be a lap dog and do what the photographer demanded.
Well I took option one. Tapped again, breezed in, ignored the photographer who was scowling in my direction and got the shots of the dressed being laced up, before wishing her well and heading outside to get some more shots of the groom and guests. That, I thought, would be that. Wrong.
They were having a civil ceremony in the castle, before heading back outside and over to the small chapel where a local vicar was going to bless the marriage. The civil ceremony lasted longer than usual, about 25 minutes. It went without hitch except when the photographer came charging up the isle thinking the ceremony was over to get some shots, only to realise it wasn't and head back down the isle with his tail between his legs.
But soon enough it was, and everyone poured out, myself included, then headed over to the chapel. We thought this ceremony would be a quick ten minutes, but no one told the vicar and it lasted 45 minutes, including a very long sermon. My battery was getting very low and beeping. My gear was back in the room where the civil ceremony had taken place.
Coming out of the chapel, I turned to the photographer and said to him, "Look, I know we don't seem to have got off to the best of starts here, but I am sure we can work together for the rest of the day without any problems". I should have just kept my mouth shut. It was a fatal mistake.
I turned to an usher and told him what I had to do. I asked that no confetti was thrown until my return ( are you guessing what happened?) The usher said no problems and I set off for a new battery.
Yep. Coming around the corner on my return, (3-4 minutes at best) a cheer went up as did the confetti. The photographer had over ruled the usher and got the confetti shot. And I had missed it. Write out one hundred times. "I will carry a spare battery in my pocket".
I asked the usher what happened and he said the photographer plain ignored what he had asked and went and did it anyway.
So that was that. How would I explain what happened there to the bride?
It still wasn't over. The bride and groom were annoounced into the wedding breakfast and he walked straight in front of the camera and I had a great shot of his back. Again a useless shot, though I should have expected it by then.
I sat down and took a break while the breakfast was being eaten, and would you believe it he came over and tried to make small talk. I told him straight, in the 6 years I have been filming weddings, I have never met such a rude, arrogant photographer and I would make sure if a bride mentioned they were going to consider booking his services, I would do my very best to make sure they were put completely off. For once he had no reply and walked off.
Interestingly, the castle has its own photographer who shoots every wedding ( its in the package) He told me I am certainly not the first to have a face off with this particular photographer, and won't be the last.
Last week the bride received her film. I was very pleased with it, except that it had no confetti shot. A few days later I got the call I was expecting. Where is the confetti shot? I explained there was a lack of communication at the wrong momet and she was fine about it.
Lessons learned.
1. Make sure you carry a spare tape (or in my case SxS card) and battery in your pocket at all times.
2. Carry a decent supply of bio-degradable confetti in the car. If it happened again you can do a reshoot.
3. If you are not getting on with the photographer, don't give him the ammunition to make your day even worse with a bit of sabotage.
4. Always be friendly in front of your client, no matter how incensed you are by the photographer.
5. Enjoy telling him where to get off when you get a quiet moment with him. Don't be shy. Guys like this need to be told and he isn't going to thump you.
I know nearly all the local photographers and work with them on a weekly or twice weekly basis. We all know what we want and work together to get those shots. I have filmed 42 weddings this year and have 11 more to go before Christmas. I am hardly new to the game. But this was the first time I have ever run up against such a moron.
I took a late booking from a very attractive bride.
Anyway she got lucky as I had a spare Saturday and it was the date she wanted. Full price no quibble at Bickton Castle in Devon, UK.
I arrived 2 and a half hours before the ceremony to film the brides preps. Knocked on the door and it was opened by the photographer. He was not happy to see me, though I am always extremely courteous to everyone. " We have been planning this wedding for over a year and I really don't want you here", were the first words out of his mouth to greet me.
Now I am not the shy type and won't take any crap, but this knocked me sideways. After the innitial shock, I ignored his moans and introduced myself to the bride and the bridesmaids and carried on as usual. It turned out he was a ten year press photographer and this is his second year in the wedding business.
But the opening dialogue was nothing compared to what happened later. I got some great footage, then went to meet the groom outside and got some footage of him doing some walking along in a group with ushers, best man etc. I then came back as the bride was about to put on her wedding dress. Tapped on the door, only for the photographer to open it and quietly tell me to F off, then close the door in my face.
Now I had three options. One, to walk in regardless, carry on as if nothing had happened.
Two. Enter, have a showdown with the photographer in front of the bride just minutes before she walked up the isle, or three, be a lap dog and do what the photographer demanded.
Well I took option one. Tapped again, breezed in, ignored the photographer who was scowling in my direction and got the shots of the dressed being laced up, before wishing her well and heading outside to get some more shots of the groom and guests. That, I thought, would be that. Wrong.
They were having a civil ceremony in the castle, before heading back outside and over to the small chapel where a local vicar was going to bless the marriage. The civil ceremony lasted longer than usual, about 25 minutes. It went without hitch except when the photographer came charging up the isle thinking the ceremony was over to get some shots, only to realise it wasn't and head back down the isle with his tail between his legs.
But soon enough it was, and everyone poured out, myself included, then headed over to the chapel. We thought this ceremony would be a quick ten minutes, but no one told the vicar and it lasted 45 minutes, including a very long sermon. My battery was getting very low and beeping. My gear was back in the room where the civil ceremony had taken place.
Coming out of the chapel, I turned to the photographer and said to him, "Look, I know we don't seem to have got off to the best of starts here, but I am sure we can work together for the rest of the day without any problems". I should have just kept my mouth shut. It was a fatal mistake.
I turned to an usher and told him what I had to do. I asked that no confetti was thrown until my return ( are you guessing what happened?) The usher said no problems and I set off for a new battery.
Yep. Coming around the corner on my return, (3-4 minutes at best) a cheer went up as did the confetti. The photographer had over ruled the usher and got the confetti shot. And I had missed it. Write out one hundred times. "I will carry a spare battery in my pocket".
I asked the usher what happened and he said the photographer plain ignored what he had asked and went and did it anyway.
So that was that. How would I explain what happened there to the bride?
It still wasn't over. The bride and groom were annoounced into the wedding breakfast and he walked straight in front of the camera and I had a great shot of his back. Again a useless shot, though I should have expected it by then.
I sat down and took a break while the breakfast was being eaten, and would you believe it he came over and tried to make small talk. I told him straight, in the 6 years I have been filming weddings, I have never met such a rude, arrogant photographer and I would make sure if a bride mentioned they were going to consider booking his services, I would do my very best to make sure they were put completely off. For once he had no reply and walked off.
Interestingly, the castle has its own photographer who shoots every wedding ( its in the package) He told me I am certainly not the first to have a face off with this particular photographer, and won't be the last.
Last week the bride received her film. I was very pleased with it, except that it had no confetti shot. A few days later I got the call I was expecting. Where is the confetti shot? I explained there was a lack of communication at the wrong momet and she was fine about it.
Lessons learned.
1. Make sure you carry a spare tape (or in my case SxS card) and battery in your pocket at all times.
2. Carry a decent supply of bio-degradable confetti in the car. If it happened again you can do a reshoot.
3. If you are not getting on with the photographer, don't give him the ammunition to make your day even worse with a bit of sabotage.
4. Always be friendly in front of your client, no matter how incensed you are by the photographer.
5. Enjoy telling him where to get off when you get a quiet moment with him. Don't be shy. Guys like this need to be told and he isn't going to thump you.
I know nearly all the local photographers and work with them on a weekly or twice weekly basis. We all know what we want and work together to get those shots. I have filmed 42 weddings this year and have 11 more to go before Christmas. I am hardly new to the game. But this was the first time I have ever run up against such a moron.