Saturday November 05, 2011
I had submitted for a supporting role for the USC student film
Tongue of the Red Snapper
and received an invitation to audition.
While the time was late afternoon on a Saturday, the email indicated auditions would be from noon to five.
What with my
weekly online radio show
(The Paranormal View
understandably I attempt to arrange things not to miss cohosting.
Actual shoots are one thing: auditions are another, particularly when the time window indicates I can mostly likely audition and get home in time.
So I arrived first, as usually is the case, at 11:30am, awaiting the auditions already in that classroom to clear out.
Another fellow arrived, friendly and clearly auditioning for the same role, and while he looked Extremely Familiar, I didn't connect it right away, his handlebar mustache notwithstanding.
He indicated having had the early time audition, but something came up and he'd changed it to Much Later, and as that changed, here he was.
arrived and quickly set up.
I offered the other gentleman to go in first, but he graciously deferred to me, my having arrived first.
As I was about to go in, Jesse went over to the fellow to thank him for coming out, and I heard him address him as "Bill," at which point it Clicked.
Inside I did my interpretation as I took from the script; Jesse had me perform it in a different fashion, which I always enjoy doing, not merely the challenge of a different take on a scene, but the lines.
When I was done and about to leave, I asked whether the fellow outside was in fact,
which Jesse confirmed.
I mentioning having thought I'd recognized him, having met him a few times at commercial auditions; Bill had played the Willie one-eyed postman on
My Name is Earl.
During that awesome series which was inexplicably cut down in its prime, at least
I worked on four episodes.
Outside I quickly said hello and "re-introduced" myself to Bill, aware that it was highly unlikely he'd've remembered me.