I’ve gotten fairly used to getting my ass kicked. There’s this feeling of inadequacy that I have because I started late, because I don’t have the perfect pedigree, because I’m starting with less than ideal circumstances. I know I’m not the most talented guy in the room, I’m not the smartest guy in the room, … Continue reading Split Screen Sadness.
One of the most frustrating things as an Asian male is looking at the castings that are out there. If I’m lucky, I see one once a week. I see a lot of ‘all ethnicities’ castings, but who knows what they’re actually looking for. As an actor, you’re all the way at the end of … Continue reading Blinking Cursor.
There is certain rhythm that you fall into once you do enough work. The cycle of audition, rejection, audition, then (hopefully) small success. Rinse and repeat. I was obviously over the moon about this job, but I knew in the grand scheme of things it doesn’t amount to much. But to me, it was everything. … Continue reading Mouse Work.
So, it’s December. Glad to see everyone is still around, I hope you’ve been fighting the good fight, staying well, and trying to do some good. Sorry I haven’t been in touch or up-to-date on this in the past few months because, well it’s been crazy. But since December is always a bit slow, and … Continue reading The Year of the Big Bet.
“Man plans, and God laughs.” I feel that needs to be in huge neon letters emblazoned on a wall any time you try to run a production. It’s been two weeks since the cast has been set and we did our first table read. Things are moving along and plans have been set in motion. … Continue reading Untitled: Day 16, Magic Hour
There’s a terrible amount of excitement around Day 1’s. Everyone gets their marching orders, everyone gets a taste of what could be, and then we’re off. But, the fact of the matter is that production is a slog. Albert had taken care of a lot of the pre-production stuff and that’s been a godsend, but … Continue reading Untitled: Day 9, Game of Inches
I’m not quite sure how long I’ve been writing these now, but it’s been a while. I’ve spent so much time at coffee shops now that it seems if the very fibers of my clothes are infused with the smell of coffee. It’s not a bad thing per say, but it really informs you of … Continue reading Thirty Two.