At this point in the life history of the book, I'll be happy if the video just keeps up some level of interest until the sequel comes out.
(I bet falling into the water in the final scene was fun.
Oh yes. It was getting on for mid-December when we filmed that scene, and the bay was very cold indeed.
Our original idea was that everyone would lie down in the wet sand and let the water just wash over their feet as the waves went in and out -- as though the tide had brought them in a while before, dead or unconscious, and was going out. But when we got to the beach, there was about a hundred feet of ankle-deep (or deeper) water between the sand and any wave action. So, in the interest of avoiding hypothermia, we said, "OK, just lie there in the damp sand under a wet cloak for a few minutes while John films you, and that should do it."
Luma -- who has about zero percent body fat, and was sick that day besides -- was fine with that. (She is, however, a very courageous young woman, who had no problem at all a few weeks previously, standing there completely surrounded by real flames when we did the ring of fire scene.)
But while John was filming her, Charles and Daniel, in what they would later characterize as a somewhat immature spirit of competition (although as amateur film-makers John and I could only be highly appreciative of that sort of thing) started daring each other to brave the water. Egged on by their friend Mark -- who had cheerfully allowed them to kick him in the groin, bash him over the head with live steel, and otherwise abuse him during their fight scenes a couple of weeks earlier -- they ended up
volunteering to crawl through that frigid water up to the beach.
Throughout the project, it was amazing to me to see what some of our actors were willing to do for the sake of art -- and for no compensation but a meal and our heartfelt thanks.