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nothing if not glamorous
Its Sunday night and I had a really good weekend. For me good weekends, by the end of them, feel like they were long like its been a while since I was back at work. I suppose because it was so full. And as it was full Im pretty beat but I wanted to mention a story I heard thats pretty unbelievable.
A friend told me this of a guy she knows. An actor. This actor, with about the same career as me, meaning none, was offered a job playing a FAMOUS CHILDRENS ICON. The deal was for about $150,000 per year for ten years. Hed only have to work about 40 days a year doing appearances and commercials, but he could take no other acting work. He said no. They pushed. He said no. They pushed. Finally, they offered him this: $550,000 per year and he can do anything else he wants. The catch: he cant tell anybody. Not even his parents. Not even his girlfriend. I think my friend discovered it through the guys agent, who obviously knows. Wow.
I had a commercial audition for an insurance company on Friday in which I play an assistant in a womans self-defense class. Basically, six women had to take turns pretending to kick me in the balls. And they all looked just a little too happy about it.
A guy in 12th Night with me has a recurring role on Nash Bridges, so I taped it on Friday. I wont bother commenting on the show, but he played this very stereotypical gay dude Pepe who has the hots for Cheech. Man Im jealous.
I had my costume fitting this weekend at the Mark Taper Forum costume shop. (The MTF is THE big theatre in L.A. and our designer works there.) Ive never seen anything like it. Im usually scrounging for my own costumes. We didnt pin my costume down but I get the feeling Im gonna look like Bowie in Labyrinth. Cool shit.
I saw Fight Club tonight. I cant believe this thing has gotten bad reviews. And like most of the really good movies Ive seen this year: Election, American Beauty, Three Kings, its hard to describe. Im waiting for Being John Malkovich, for which I assume the same thing will go.
The Larry King Happy