9.21.2009

Opportune Means?

A few weeks ago I campaigned hard for a principal role audition in the upcoming Tom Cruise-Cameron Diaz flick currently called the "Untitled Wichita Project", and I actually got it.  In fact, I got to audition for two roles, both of which were airline ticket agent types.  It is currently filming in Worcester, MA, and I feel confident in stating I have not been cast as an airline ticket agent in any capacity, despite my adorableness.  (I haven't heard from anyone, you see.)

The two auditions consisted of varied reads:

Role One  Read one line three times.  Smile.  Look cute.  Be a prop.

Role Two  Read four pages.  Be interesting.  Be curious.  Be obvious-and-yet-not-so. 

I found Role One difficult.  There was not enough information for my taste.  I like detail.  I like expository data.  I wallow in TMI.  But since when has my preference governed an audition experience?  I've been a prop before: I once played a tree.  It didn't have lines.   

Role Two was exciting!  Four pages of condition, experience, environment, imagination.  Ooh!  I tried to make the delivery dynamic, curious, strangely appealing and subtle.  This character was fleshy, obscure and intellectual.  Not unlike myself, some might insinuate.

So what happened?  Nothing.  That's what.  No call back, no first refusal, no offer of a role.  What is it that I am failing to bring forth?  What can I do to grab those fleeting attention spans that are of such importance, short of jumping up and down before the camera, screaming, "Pick me!!! PICK ME!!!"?

This experience makes me recall my audition and the non-event outcome for another feature currently filming in the area, The Fighter.  At first I thought it was just a bad audition experience, but perhaps it's because I look not unlike Amy Adams, who had knowingly--but unbeknownst to the public--been cast as girlfriend to Mark Wahlberg's character.  (I have been considered for her stand-in on a few occasions.)  Or perhaps I was too short.  Or too subtle.  Or too unsatisfactory.  Or too whatever.


What is it?, I ask again.  Where are you, as-yet intangible thing?  I know you are there, waiting to be achieved, acquired.  A tool for my arsenal of skills, to be commanded according to interal will and external environs.  

It is my impatience that goads me onward. 

4 comments:

David August said...

I am reminded today about what is, and what is not in our control. You're doing what you need to do, and getting cast or not is not about you. Roles get written out, and that's not about you. Being too tall/short/thin/fat is also not about you in anyway that you can impact. You got the auditions, did well, and that is fantastic and should be celebrated. You rock. I could be writing to myself because not getting the outcomes I want frustrates, but in the end I'm trying to focus on what my focus can change. We'll book. And even though I don't want to believe it, it won't be any more about us than when we don't book. Hang in. Keep being awesome. :-)

Alecia said...

Thanks for the nice remarks, David! Such reminders are good to have, especially when the Universe's Grand Plan can seem shrouded in perplexity and clouded in unfairness.

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Margot M. said...

Alecia ~ I, too, auditioned for the 4 page gate agent role & not unlike your resemblance to Amy Adams, I share a resemblance to Cameron Diaz which made the likelihood of me being cast in a scene opposite her quite slim, despite the fact that I felt I'd nailed the audition, and my feedback from casting director in the room & intern taping the audition was an emphatic "REALLY excellent!". I worked the airport scenes as a BG ticket agent & came upon a torn up preliminary callsheet which I promptly reassembled & googled the names of the 3 airport bit parts that were auditioned locally...once again, all went to New Yorkers. Grrr. There was a male in the ticket agent role who interacts with Cameron with 1, maybe 2 lines...are we truly to believe that they couldn't find a single Boston actor who could do justice to that one line?! Unfortunately, I didn't get brought back for day 3 so I didn't get to see the performance of the NY actress who ended up with the gate agent role. It's that same old favoritism we're working so hard to buck in our region! And onwards we go!