Somebody involved with The Fast & Furious movies saw me on TV and called my agent in LA to read for the role of the bad guy in the upcoming Fast & Furious 9. Here’s my audition tape. The script is not yet written so I re-wrote a scene from the 6th Fast & Furious that they gave me, along with a scene from Godfather II.
I think I’ll start to make it a habit in sharing some interesting things I find while doing character research in preparation for acting roles. Today’s audition is for a touring folk rock singer in 1971, so here’s this wonderful window I found peering into a young Neil Young’s songwriting and life at home on his ranch in La Honda, CA in 1971. Watch to the end to meet his now legendary “Old Man”.
You wanna make a deal? Let's make a deal.
How about one between the Sunnis & Shia? Is that possible? No, you say? Then how about between Democratic Liberal Progressives & Alt-right Republican Neo-Conservatives?
A peace deal. Not a war deal.
Mind you, neither Good nor Evil ever really wins out over the other in the eternal fight against such Magnetic power of perspective; a theoretical pull posing as gravity.
Prophet / Profit or not, meeting at the intersection of Good & Evil and forming a oneness in that void, just as everything else had to do in order to come to and maintain its existence, appears exclusively necessary.
Prophets / Profits nevertheless continue to convert and decompose of this Earth & we continue to voluntarily cling and claw for our allahs / dollas.
Can we heal this division? Do our cancers go with it? Should we not all work towards that goal? Throwing all our weight back onto the momentum like a fight against an Oceans wave?
Or is the future in succumbing to it? In our virtualized existence where we (our avatars) never commit error of offense at a flawless computerized rate and nary a hairy is ever out of place.
Our existence had once insisted on existing outside of the deep ocean blue. And did. Now a million años passed and nearly 80 million Millennials in tow, insistence to exist outside of the habitat since seems near, and natural.
Perhaps there is a future there. Though I have a feeling some of us fishies might not be making it. Some of us might not even want to.