I had an audition for a student film last night.
It was funny. The project is like a half hour long, the sides were three lines, and the whole process took about five minutes.
But the other guys in there were all nervous as hell. You know how it goes. The foot tapping, the pacing, the trumpeter's lip warm-up (never understood that one), the staring into space. On that last one, no actor ever has to work at the thousand mile stare for war movies...all they need to do is act like it's an audition.
I have no idea if I was what they wanted, but I do know two things: I don't need to question whether I did it "right". I made my choices and delivered. Also, I followed direction. He asked me to do it again, a little differently, and I did.
Beyond that, doing audition autopsy is just an enormous waste of time and energy.
Dear Lord, why am I so broke? All this show-biz stuff seems soooo natural.
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