I know what you are thinking; this is the start of Adi rambling about some new thing she is trying that she isn't going to stick to. Guess what? You are wrong. I feel very confident that I can write the sum total of my memoirs as a background artist in less than 2-3 paragraphs. Part of this is due to the fact that my experiences, though 8 hours of my life will likely only compose 2-3 seconds of a movie. It is also due in part to the fact that I was NOT impressed.
After Peter, Julia, and Linda did such a great job as background artists at the airport, they requested further talent from my family, (or anyone else they could find with a a pulse and the ability so sit still without being paid, admired, or plastered). While they weren't what anyone would call interested, I loved the idea of seven hours without anyone under 18, a couple of books, and a never ending snack table-- even if I had to wear a skirt the whole time. So, I went to be a background artist in Nathan's movie, "My Girlfriend's Boyfriend." It was hot, it was long, it was truly boring and Alysa Milano (what would it be like to be named after a cookie?) is not as pretty in person. Sorry, truth hurts. I'm sure she thinks the same of me as I am sure she has checked out my blog where I only post air brushed pictures. Anyway, I read, I ate, I pumped a bottle in a stall, and I clapped. Clapping, apparently, is all background artists are invited to do when filming a wedding. But, I did a good job, got my salary in Nutter Butters, and left. So when the movie comes out, let me know if you see me. Or, if you want to save a few bucks, I plan to buy a copy and digitally add a circle around my head so you can see me, and you can borrow my copy.
By the way, the term "background artist" is not something I made up to pique your interest. It is actually a word. It is a word that they give people who are willing to give up a day of their life without pay in hopes that they can stand behind a real actor while they drive away in a movie. They used to call us "poor, pathetic, grovelling, wanna bes" but then they upped it to "extra," and eventually "background artist" in hopes they could sucker more people. Worked for me!
2 comments:
Im not sure what to say except why didnt you take me with you? I could've helped you pump the bottle and I am a great clapper...unless you meant that you clapped because you made milk? Then I would have hoohawed!
I'm totally jealous. I want to be a background artist. I have great qualifications in sitting around and clapping. I'm sure they would have even flown me in if they'd seen my resume.
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