Thursday, July 25, 2013

Get Your Butt To LA, Part 58: And Another Thing…

Just a friendly reminder to commit suicide, Internet commenters.

You may recall the woman who got her menstrual panties in a bunch when I called out a friend of hers who showed up to an audition in costume. She seems like a delight.

Well, the other day I had a workshop with a casting director from one of the big military-based TV shows, and she stressed what I’ve been saying all along: DON’T SHOW UP IN COSTUME, FOR F’S SAKE. Dress to merely suggest the role you’re auditioning for.

The casting director had a couple of great reasons why. First off, for her show she sometimes brings in real military vets for auditions, who can be pretty damn offended if we civilians wear fatigues in front of them. Secondly, if you come in dressed in camouflage, and you’re talented but not quite right for the role, the casting directors have trouble imagining you for other, non-military roles. You pigeon-hole yourself. And do you really want to add one more degree of difficulty in booking a role? Try setting that Thanksgiving table.

By the way, I noticed Can’t-Keep-Her-Comments-to-Herself lady neglected to mention if her friend in the lab coat booked the role. Babe, if my email ain’t blowing up today, I’ll assume it ain’t you.

Not to worry, though – based on the romantic comedy rulebook, this weekend we’ll get drunk and sing karaoke together.