The location provided ample space to build the strip club’s dressing room, the design of which grew out of Sigel’s preproduction discussions with Refn and production designer Beth Mickle. Sigel recalls, “I mentioned that on Frankie & Alice, we created a dressing room that had tables at different angles, so when we shot we got layers and layers of detail in the mirrors. Nicolas took that idea one step further and said, ‘Let’s make it all mirrors.’ So we basically made a mirror box — it reminded me of a Lucas Samaras sculpture — and it was just lit with practical light.“
For much of the scene, Sigel and Lundsgaard sit tucked in a corner of the set, rolling two cameras. Lundsgaard keeps his camera trained on Cook, Sigel follows Driver, and as the actors move through the frame, the bare bulbs positioned around the mirrored walls occasionally flare the lenses. “The globes were 40 or 60 watts, and they had a sort of mauve color,” says gaffer Anthony “Nako” Nakonechnyj, one of Sigel’s longtime collaborators. “We would turn off globes we didn’t see to increase the contrast, and we could dim them down if they were too bright or were flaring the lens.” x
Having Matt as my older brother kind of sucks. Because he’s a rock star and I am not. And it has always been that way. But there was this one time when I was in high school and he was in New York. And he called me up, because he had a horrible nightmare. And his nightmare was awesome. He was being attacked by some crazy guy on the street. And he said that I came out of nowhere with an axe and I just axed this crazy guy to death. I mean, I saved his life! It’s just that made me realize that my brother sees something in me that I, you know, sometimes don’t see in myself. - Tom Berninger
All coming here hoping to Christ the stories they heard is true, thinking that every fuckin’ plunker who steps off the dock trips dead into a bucket of money. But then you get here. And it ain’t that. And if you ain’t strong enough, this city’ll bugger you 18 different ways and then leave you to rot. Where’s the fuckin’ dignity?