Surprise, Surprise
You know that audition where I gave my very serious, terminal-illness monologue for a feature film that was described as "Scrubs meets The Hangover"? The one where I was sure I wasted a Saturday driving up to Gainesville and back for nothing (except that Zane read The Hunger Games to me during the car ride)?
They cast me.
I was shocked. I didn't get the lead or anything, but I was still pleasantly surprised when I received the news.
When I told the audition story to an actor friend of mine on Saturday, he said that it might have been good for me, because I showed the casting director my range. I thought, "Yeah, whatever." But maybe he was right.
I may have stories of film adventures in the swamplands coming up. I haven't completely booked it, though. Cross your fingers for compatible schedules!
Oh yeah, did I mention it's feature length?
They cast me.
I was shocked. I didn't get the lead or anything, but I was still pleasantly surprised when I received the news.
When I told the audition story to an actor friend of mine on Saturday, he said that it might have been good for me, because I showed the casting director my range. I thought, "Yeah, whatever." But maybe he was right.
I may have stories of film adventures in the swamplands coming up. I haven't completely booked it, though. Cross your fingers for compatible schedules!
Oh yeah, did I mention it's feature length?
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