March 4, 1992
My old friend Todd Hoffman gave me a call this week. The newest Hoffman Production is getting underway. This time Todd is producing, but he didn't want to forget his fellow ivy-leaguer.
Of course, non-sync sound is the name of the game, so non-sync auditions were in order. The silent bits were many and each as ridiculous as the last. First, walking like a proud Roman who's in a country he despises. Yes, walking. Just walking proudly with disdain. (It seemed so silly, that after he described how the Roman character walked, there was a pause that I filled with, "You want me to do that?" which he found to be an obvious question, "That's why you're here." I hope that little exchange didn't secure my demise.)
Next up was sword-fighting when I didn't want to and then cutting my hand, and then getting dirty while fighting and being annoyed. Fine. I did it. Next, I was one of three cavemen drawing on the wall. I get in a fight with the caveman on my left, and then the caveman on my right brings peace with a bottle of scotch. Silly.
And finally I was a waiter with a tray of scotch who trips once but catches himself and then trips again and everything goes flying. After performing this series with a hefty flop to finish it off, the director gave me a "Well, you can trip."
So, it went fine. I imagine I'll get a part because of Todd's
influence. I can't be the lead because of a conflict with Tell
Tale Tango, but there should be a part in there for me somewhere.
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