March 13, 2002
I left the Network Test for Dexter Prep today feeling like I had pretty much locked in the role. Imagine my surprise and disappointment when I found out that wasn't true. A lot of dreams and ideas and hopes had come crashing down. It put me in a bit of a funk, one might say. I hadn't even looked at the audition I had scheduled for later in the day. If I had gotten the pilot, all of the other readings would have become moot. As we know now, the day saw no moot.
I grabbed the sides for this audition. Good news: Short. Three pages. I could put together three pages in an hour and get over the hill to the Fox lot and bang out a tortured, melancholy reading of some scene. Bad news: GRAYDON CORD is the happiest guy in the world. He has a constant smile. He's bubbly, outgoing, charming, friendly. Take everything I am feeling and turn it upside-down. It would have been nice if the character had a huge breakdown scene or scathing monologue. But no, just smiles and handshakes.
I did well, even though it was the absolute last thing in the world I
wanted to do. It was a funny little scene and I did a couple bits.
They laughed. I am probably too young, but it would have been a fun
role to get.