Here is an earlier draft of the chapter that features our first day on set.
Our group of soldiers were called B-Corps to supplement a more experienced group of A-Corps soldiers who had been there 6 months and were considered to be pretty hard core.
The following is what happens when a group of battle hardened vets get mixed up with a bunch of layabouts on their first day on set:
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Deployment to “The PACIFIC”
8 November 2007: 0930 hrs
We filed onto the two waiting minibuses, and were quickly driven up to the set via a
series of interconnecting dirt roads. During this time I discovered why the military build
everything from scratch. Civilian vehicles (especially ones of the rent-a-car breed) are
totally unsuited to soldiers. We bumped our helmeted heads on the doorway and ceiling
of the bus, totally misjudging our height. We got our rifles and webbing caught on
people, doors, seats, and seat belt buckles. Our boots had large studded nails (called
hobnails) protruding from the soles so as we moved around, we scratched everything that
wasn’t covered and made a terrific racket. Hobnails would also trap mud, so when we
got onto the bus, we brought that onto the floors and the seats as well, transforming the
gleaming white van into a steel bucket of filth.
Arriving at a clearing on the side of the road, we disembarked and marched in single
file about a hundred metres to a small open camouflaged marquee to the side of a dirt
The extra’s waiting area. Setups like this exist on every movie set
with the exception that most sets don’t force its extras to have coffee
next to a body part bin.
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track. It was already a hot, dry day and a small cloud had formed from our marching,
covering us in more dirt. Once we arrived, we met up with the A-Corps Japanese whom
we’d seen earlier in the change rooms. It wasn’t long before we made our presence felt.
The A-Corps troops sat diligently cross-legged engaging in small games of strategy or
exercising. Our B-Corps troops arrived, sighed loudly and dropped to the ground like
we’d just finished the Bataan death march. Some of our guys wandered here and there,
joking, and gasping at the sights and sounds of the movie set; generally acting like the
green recruits we were. I heard a shout in Japanese and it was immediately obvious that
one of us had provoked the ire of Sergeant Yutaka, as he was giving a B-Corps recruit a
severe dressing down. The extra had taken off all his webbing, dropped it on the ground
along with his rifle and left them unattended. In the world of the military, every man was
responsible for his kit and his weapon as they protected him from harm and death…at
least that’s what he was being told by the Sergeant.
After a lengthy tirade, he ordered the offender to do fifty pushups. This clearly did
not sit well with our B-Corps man who obviously thought the job he’d signed up for was
going to be like shooting another Baskin Robbins ice cream commercial. Ego bruised but
not defeated, he whined a challenge. “Come on, you wouldn’t do push ups for something
as stupid as leaving your stuff on the floor!”
Yutaka’s face became classic Samurai, the kind you see in many Japanese movies where
the warrior looks surprised for a split second, then his eyes become ablaze and fixed to his
target. Without averting his gaze, he shouted a command in Japanese, and as one, the
Marines practicing their war faces, at a friendly game of poker
during down times on set.
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twenty plus A-Corps soldiers got onto their feet from whatever they were doing, stood
to attention and shouted “Hai!”, before falling to the ground, and as one oiled machine,
started doing pushups. Yutaka towered over our extra now and demanded, “You-a do
pushups now!”
Clearly overwhelmed, with his young ego mashed into miso soup, he very slowly and
reluctantly began his pushups. As amusing as this may seem, I’m sure I speak for most of
the B-Corps boys when I say that we were all appalled that one of our own were being
humiliated in front of the whole movie set, even if it was his own fault and he had back-
chatted the Sergeant. I didn’t even know the guy, but found myself on the ground doing
the pushups as well, providing the psychological support. He made it after much effort,
with three of us helping him along. He then collected his kit and walked off in a huff. I
don’t ever remember seeing him again.
Push ups were often dispensed to those who didn’t take soldering
quite as seriously as the Sergeants did.