Last Friday morning I got a call about an audition for an independant film. The conversation went something like this:
"Okay, Joey, we got you coming in at 11:30 am next Thursday, and I'll get those sides to your email. When you get them I want you to look at the character Gavin. Now, I don't know if this offends you or anything, but he is a neo-nazi. A skinhead."
"...Are you kidding?"
"No, why?"
"...I just shaved my head on a whim last night! That's perfect."
"Really? Wow. That's great."
The audition is tomorrow. I started reading through the script last night. It's a sci-fi slasher flick. An alien ship crashlands at the beginning. A military unit is sent to investigate, and of course they get slaughtered.
Gavin, the guy I'll be reading for, is one of four hardened criminals in a prison transport. There's Gavin the sickly skinhead, Colburn the Black Panther, Enzio the mafia hitman, and Kenny Long the Triad martial arts thug.
I haven't read very far, but my guess is the aliens cross our path, and through a series of twists, we evil men who have no reason to like or trust each other must do just that in order to survive.
Gag me with a face-hugger.
Can you say cliche, boys and girls?
But, who knows, Pitch Black was a low-budget alien flick, and look at its success. Hell, look at its overblown sequal.
At any rate, it's paying and I'm poor. Those of you that knew me prior to graduating ASU know that I've fiercely held on to these lofty principals about my acting. I've always said I won't do TV, or commercials, or movies that I wouldn't want to see, etc. Well, ten minutes in the "real world" and those ideals are out the window. At least, temporarily. The key is to build a name, a reputation, and a nest-egg for yourself FIRST. Then start being choosey.
But right now, beggars can't be choosey.
Who knows, if all goes well tomorrow, you might all get to see two hours of images like this.
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