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.
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
They say to write what you know. The only thing that I knew for sure from this entire venture was failure. So that’s what I wrote about. I’ve write. As a reader of this blog you know this. But this would be the first time that I would ever write a screenplay. Formatting is important. … Continue reading Final Draft.
I had been toiling in the background (literally) for a little over a month now. PAs had begun recognizing me and trying to get me more work. They knew that I could do the job and behave like a normal human being during the shot. They trusted that I wouldn’t ham it up for the … Continue reading The First Audition.
I always start each morning with an iced coffee, black. If I don’t get it, the day always feels just a bit off. I don’t care about the weather, the occasion, the circumstance, the coffee always needs to be iced, and it always needs to be black. I’ve had good days, bad days, great days, … Continue reading Somewhere Only We Know.
There are some mornings where you open your eyes and you’re not exactly sure if you’ve woken up. When I was roused from my slumber, I rolled over and checked my phone. It said 6am. Already, I was disbelieving that I was actually in reality. I’m never up that early and fully alert, this had … Continue reading Something Like Reality, Part IV: We’ll Do It Live.
“May the odds be ever in your favor.” I’m pretty sure most of you are familiar with the Hunger Games. You know, the dystopian novels where teens are pitted against each other in blood sport and are filmed for the masses to consume. I only exaggerate slightly (okay, maybe more than slightly) when I say … Continue reading Something Like Reality, Part III: Produced and Rehearsed.