Two days left until my iPhone 5 arrives. Time to purge a few leftover pics from the trip:
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
The Iranians wanted him back to stand trial, and when we didn’t acquiesce, Americans inside the embassy in Tehran were trapped like sitting ducks and taken hostage. Six escaped and went into protection, but the clock was ticking until they’d be found, tortured and publicly hanged.
And that’s where Argo begins. I’ve blogged before about how much I love Ben Affleck as a director and actor (he’s the new Scorsese), and with Argo he’s hit another grand slam. Even if you know the result of his character Tony Mendez’s mission in this film – a true story about a long-held secret in American history – the tension-filled sequences are so perfect they’ll make you physically sick. I love it.
Also great: Alan Arkin as the Hollywood producer and John Goodman as the makeup artist working with Mendez to hatch his scheme. The movie infuses a comical tone whenever possible, and most of the time, Arkin and John are involved, looking like they had a blast shooting this.
See it. It’s awesome.
Monday, October 29, 2012
Bear with me for a few days while I
milk my trip some more overcome jetlag and post more from the Philippines:
Friday, October 26, 2012
Thursday, October 25, 2012
I love Boracay so much I’m in a Boracay fantasy league, so being stranded here for another day was not exactly punishment. Vacation overtime. But then we heard a flight opened up and that’s when it got interesting.
We took a speedboat back in the storm to the main isle, then were told we were given misinformation – no seats on any planes. So we hired a van to take us to another airport. The van drove 80 minutes through jungles and tiny villages and downed power lines, finally arriving at an airport in a town called Kaliba that had no business having an airport. We had six hours to kill before our flight to Manila (where we’re spending the night), so we had lunch and composed our favorite Facebook status ever:
And favorite check-in ever, too, to a place called: 長灘島 機場.
The storm never backed down, and our flight wound up being delayed another two hours, which was the fitting final stretch of a planes/trains/automobiles undertaking, but I gotta say it was an awesome day. While everyone back in LA slept, four great friends persevered out of a place that might as well have been a million miles from home. That’s worth the journey.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Monday, October 22, 2012
Unless… they’re my friends Bru and Aina, who decided in lieu of wedding gifts (I have no idea how they’ll cope without a stainless steel reduction pan), they passed out envelopes to their guests and asked them to donate to the Virlanie Foundation.
Virlanie cares for abandoned, physically and sexually abused, exploited, and neglected kids by taking them in to group homes around the Philippines and providing love and education in a family-style atmosphere.
Bru and Aina’s wedding guests came through big-time, and yesterday we brought a fat check over to one of Virlanie’s homes here in Makati, along with lunch and ice cream and new toys. The home was doing its best but was pretty run down and lacked ventilation and these kids have been dealt the worst hand but were super sweet and just wanted some attention, which we provided all afternoon.
So feel free to enter into an institution that goes phenomenally wrong half the time, just so long as you ensure some real good can come out of it. You know you wanna.
Sunday, October 21, 2012
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Friday, October 19, 2012
Thursday, October 18, 2012
And thank Jesus that’s not what I’m experiencing right now, seeing as I’m in the middle of a 17 ½ hour flight on a fancy airline to the Philippines, where I’ll be a groomsman in my friends Bru and Aina’s wedding. (By the way, knowing Bru, I can only assume the bride’s “something blue” will be a Xanax.)
I’ll be there for eight days, and I’m taking the blog with me. So check back here and see me manage to visit an impoverished nation yet still bitch the whole time about what humidity does to a man’s hair.
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Actually, the battery could be a smidge better, and that’s why I’ve ordered the iPhone 5, which will arrive in early November. In the meantime, I’m getting rid of pics in my iPhone 4 that never quite made it to the blog.
Today: a shot of me in the makeup chair for a role I shot in a commercial for Mr. Coffee. I wisely hadn’t changed into my wardrobe yet, but foolishly wore a white shirt to the set, which got blasted by the makeup woman’s airbrush.
Hey, I’ll trade a shirt for a fun role every time, but I admit I’ve often wanted to toss in the trash while Makeup Girl had to watch Clockwork Orange style.
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
Keith Moon died in 1978.
This week, the LA Times wrote an article about a pub in Hollywood called the Cat & Fiddle, and how it was a huge hangout for Keith Moon:
The Cat & Fiddle opened in 1982.
Which leads me to a few conclusions:
- Don’t let gay dudes choreograph your Olympic ceremonies
- The LA Times is a total rag
- Forget auditioning – I am totally going to just OD
Monday, October 15, 2012
Saturday, October 13, 2012
Friday, October 12, 2012
I probably shouldn’t mention that next week, when I’ll be a groomsman in a wedding, but I make no promises.
This week, the longest marriage in Hollywood came to an end, when Danny DeVito and Rhea Perlman broke up after 30 years because Danny couldn’t keep his tiny peep in his pants. It’s actually just in time for the newest Hollywood marriage, between two of my best friends, Bru and Aina, to begin. And I honestly think it’ll last.
Now I’m not saying they have to top 30 years. For now, we’ll set the bar low – Tom Cruise – and go from there.
Thursday, October 11, 2012
I asked my niece not to breathe her sick cooties on me, but because she’s an out-of-control child she thought it would be hilarious to blow right in my face, and lo and behold I got massively sick yesterday. It really knocked me on my ass.
But somehow, miraculously didn’t vomit once. Which means my streak of not puking stays in tact – and dates all the way back to March 9, 1998. This is Joe Dimaggio proportions, people. Pardon me while I very gingerly pat myself on the back.
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Not helping the cause: this gigantic beast I came across at Sony Studios last night.
Actually, it pays homage to The Wizard of Oz, which was shot on the lot back when it belonged to MGM. That’s right – we found a way to make The Wizard of Oz even gayer.
Honestly, I love it. Here are a few stats: It’s eight feet thick, weighs 60,000 lbs., and arrived in 40 pieces from Chicago last week before being assembled and dedicated on Monday.
Here in LA, we don’t have your run-of-the-mill Liberty Bell, or Washington Monument or Bunker Hill. And that’s not to say I’m morally opposed to that type of history. If it suits you, and the horse you rode in on, great. But I am going blind trying to see how that that stuff is any cooler than Hollywood history. We got Nakatomi Plaza here.
If you’re in Culver City, check it out. Then again, if you’re within 20 miles of Culver City, check it out.
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
Once, I was trying to explain to my mother that acting involves a unique type of positive persistence unlike any other profession. “Um, I’m a real estate agent,” my mom replied. The woman is faced with the daily grind of driving customers all over town who have absolutely no intention of buying homes. It’s fun for them to not even dip their toes at my mom’s expense. So forget about showbiz – real estate has this predicament by the throat.
Well, thanks to Sheila Shevin, I arrived here predisposed to extreme diligence. I hock a loogie in the face of rejection. But if you’re having trouble encountering it, here are a few random thoughts about dealing with the daily shit:
Trust that everything that happens to you, good or bad, contains the seeds for the next thing to unfold. Know that every successful actor got rejected along the way, and the best way to deal with rejection is to understand that each job you don’t get gets you even clearer on what you do want. Maybe some of the jobs you didn't get you might not have really wanted anyway?
In his book, Born Standing Up: A Comic’s Life, Steve Martin said he wasn’t “naturally talented,” which made him inventive, and that “perseverance is a great substitute for talent.” I’d add to that that it’s a great temporary substitute. You will get talented because you will work on your craft.
Aspire to hard work, talent, and passion. Fame is not something to aspire to. The only way to really succeed at something is to be willing to be bad at it first. That’s how you succeed.
Don’t waste your time feeling sorry for yourself and thinking, “Why me?” Make growth your goal, and you’ll never lose.
Stop comparing your career to others’ careers. Be yourself – everyone else is taken.
Finally, keep in mind there’s not a lot of competition; there’s just a lot of people. Keep showing up.
Okay, one more:
“Sometimes being the worst at something is the closest you’re ever going to get to being the best at anything.” - Laura Silverman (Super successful actress/Sara Silverman’s big sister.)