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albadgerI'll try to be more "here," I promise, but it's so hard, what with the Facebook app on the iPhone being so well set up, and the lj app not at all, and the klunky iPhone "keyboard" making little status observations like "Al needs to work on his Yiddish accent. A lot" so much less hassle than a fully thought-out narrative.
Which is dangerous. If LJ is the story of my life, Facebook is turning into chapter headings in an outline.
Therefore, the story of tonight's callback... a story of crushed dreams, redemption, dark family secrets, and crap like that, except not.
Well, it was fun to go, and it's always flattering to be asked to a callback; I think I enjoy watching other actors read more than I enjoy it myself. But I was a bit surprised by what i was asked to read the heroine's father, and for the racist banker -- two parts I felt I sucked at on Monday night; but not asked to read the chicken farmer, who I felt I'd nailed. And I really hate the racist banker. I don't want to be cast in that part.
Yet, as I was leaving, I said "yes" when the director asked if I'd take a part if offered. I didn't have the nerve to put conditions on that. And now I'm worried that I will get cast.
On the other hand, there's a stipend! I'm no longer a theater slut, now I'm a theater WHORE!!!!
Which is dangerous. If LJ is the story of my life, Facebook is turning into chapter headings in an outline.
Therefore, the story of tonight's callback... a story of crushed dreams, redemption, dark family secrets, and crap like that, except not.
Well, it was fun to go, and it's always flattering to be asked to a callback; I think I enjoy watching other actors read more than I enjoy it myself. But I was a bit surprised by what i was asked to read the heroine's father, and for the racist banker -- two parts I felt I sucked at on Monday night; but not asked to read the chicken farmer, who I felt I'd nailed. And I really hate the racist banker. I don't want to be cast in that part.
Yet, as I was leaving, I said "yes" when the director asked if I'd take a part if offered. I didn't have the nerve to put conditions on that. And now I'm worried that I will get cast.
On the other hand, there's a stipend! I'm no longer a theater slut, now I'm a theater WHORE!!!!
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Date: 2009-02-11 03:09 pm (UTC)Yeah... that's the part that makes me cringe! Accepting work you really DON'T want, because it feels like the last gig on Earth! EVAH!!!!!!!!!
Think of it as a stretch-n-grow role, one to learn tolerance (or finding the reward in a chore you'd rather avoid), and ways of eliciting compassion for a nasty character from an audience!