Hollywood Day 1 (super drivel, not worth reading, sorry)

March 8, 2010

I got to Paramount (!) studios and was directed to the Hair and Makeup trailer, where people were getting fixed, and I felt like the old ugly guy. The mirrors show every pore. No fun to see yourself in that place (for me).  Everybody gets their hair done and makeup, and for a three-second spot -- it makes me think none of the famous are EVER without their makeup, guys included. They may be hooked on it, for all I know...but that doesn't take away anything. I'm down here saying a short thing for SMILE TRAIN.

My deal is tomorrow. I feel like a real stupe, you know. I worked on my script, made out my cue cards, told the producers I might need a globe and a calculator for props. I asked them if they'd provide a script, or I should, and never got an answer. They picked me based on a quickie demo thing we did at work here, and I figured they wanted something like that, but refined, but..nope.

I got my script, and really had no idea --- and it's fine ---how minute a role I'd be in this. Which is fine, because I don't have to be nervous about anything now. Instead of 400 words all my own, I have five. More than I thought I'd have six days ago, and I'm just going along.

I hung around the sets set among a fake downtown district with buildings used for TV show or movies I'm not familiar with, but I took a couple of pictures anyway (with a 50mm lens, and I should've brought a wider one).

Most of the time is was John-Paul saying his line. Then when he was finished, this really nice looking woman named Sharido, which I know I've spelled wrong, but one doesn't ask a woman like that how to spell her name . She's a pro actress but also raises loot for a charity named Action Against Hunger, so--good for her!

I got a ride to my hotel, hung out for an hour or so, then thought I'd go down to the Kodak Theater to get a good streetside spot for the -- what is it, an entrance or something? I was an hour late, so I got a Greek salad to go and ate it on the way back here, my Marilyn Monroe-decorated room in a Best Western. I have to say, it's the best Best Western I've ever stayed in,

This is the kind of post I don't want to get into. I'll report again on my shoot tomorrow, only to close the can of worms, and that will be it, back to normal.