Casting notices went out to the trade papers yesterday. It used to be that you would then get hundreds of pix and resumes delivered to your office or answering service. Not it's all via email, which is really great. I think for the last shoot we got several hundred pix for the younger women and several dozen for the older women.
That's attrition in acting. Thousands in their twenties, hundreds in their thirties, dozens in their forties.
Everybody quits, except some people. I like to use the Barricade Analogy. In your twenties everybody climbs up on top of the barricade. It's romantic. It's a fight for culture over commerce. But you get to the top of the barricade and you notice that people are shooting at you. And these people aren't from the Bush Administration, or a bunch of Nazis or the gendarmerie ... they are your friends asking you what the hell you're doing and when are you going to get a mortgage. They're your parents asking you where the babies are and what you've got in your 401k.
These are the shock troops of conformism: Not your enemies, your *friends.* (Anyone can turn their backs on their enemies.)
So most people climb off the barricade and go into the pub and watch the rest of the battle on television. Nobody, but comfortable.
That's attrition in acting. Thousands in their twenties, hundreds in their thirties, dozens in their forties.
Everybody quits, except some people. I like to use the Barricade Analogy. In your twenties everybody climbs up on top of the barricade. It's romantic. It's a fight for culture over commerce. But you get to the top of the barricade and you notice that people are shooting at you. And these people aren't from the Bush Administration, or a bunch of Nazis or the gendarmerie ... they are your friends asking you what the hell you're doing and when are you going to get a mortgage. They're your parents asking you where the babies are and what you've got in your 401k.
These are the shock troops of conformism: Not your enemies, your *friends.* (Anyone can turn their backs on their enemies.)
So most people climb off the barricade and go into the pub and watch the rest of the battle on television. Nobody, but comfortable.
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The balance I speak of, using your mechanic as an example, is when the mechanic is done doing his job *fixing* he goes home, has a beer and spends time with his family. He is not a workaholic, he does not cause problems only to fix them, he does not moan and groan about how things should be bigger or better. He fights the wars that need to be fought, but for the most part he is ok and content. This is the recipe I seek. I suppose I should learn more about cars. Maybe that is the answer.
I also agree with you on the risk-taking/stamina issue.
I enjoy these activities as well.
B/K-F Affair? I cannot cloud my mind with such garbage. I am waithing for the sex tape. Ah, you know there is a sex tape.