I really don't want to be a movie star

[lagilman]

Last night, after a long difficult day filled with the kind of back-and-forth meetings I thought I'd left behind (although this time I was on a vastly different side of them!), I walked downtown to meet C. for dinner. A lovely day for strolling, sitting outside on the patio of Temple Grill, and watching the long, long, LONG line of people queing up across the street for the Indiana Jones 4 cattle call.

And you know what? Despite my abiding love for those films (okay, for two of them), and my yet-abiding-if-somewhat battered love for Harrison Ford and Steven Spielberg*? I had no desire whatsoever to get on that line.

And it wasn't simply that I'm already in an industry where I get rejected on a fairly regular basis, so why would I want to add more? No, I really, truly, honestly have no desire whatsoever to get in front of a movie camera. My ego, although active, does not dance that way.

(mind you, if I'm in town when they film, I might wander by, because even if it's (as I suspect) second unit, I have a great deal of respect for those guys and the job they do and it might be fun to watch. At a distance)

For those of you who are thinking "damn, I'd have done it!" I'll just let you know that the line started forming the night before for a 1pm call (they actually started early, after seeing how many people arrived), and was going on through today. Good luck...


*GeorgeL gets no love.

Comments

[shana.livejournal.com]

Does it matter that I immediately fantasized a subplot with you, Indiana Jones, and a set of page proofs that have to get to the printer despite ninja interference?

[lagilman]

Because seriously gone are the days of the cloistered hermit writer

There never was any such thing. Seriously.

(my petted and cossetted peeve is that people think there was a 'Golden Age" of publishing/being a writer. Historically untrue. It has always sucked to be in the Arts, even if you were fortunate enough to have a wealthy and easy-going Patron)

[lagilman]

*goes to happy place*

[lauriemann.livejournal.com]

I tried out to be an extra when they shot Mysteries of Pittsburgh here last fall. Despite the fact they needed a few middle age extras for some restaurant scenes, I guess I wasn't photographable enough to be called back... *sigh*

Oh well, the only good point was I heard later that they wound up doing most of the restaurant scenes overnight, meaning I would have been the one falling asleep in the corner.

Local writer Diane Turnshek was an extra in the new series The Kill Point that's being filmed here in Pittsburgh.

[lagilman]

well, there's a rather wide line between maintaining privacy and being a hermit...