the runoff...
of once private thought..
such a beautiful kid.
so beautiful in fact that
a buyer in Japan wanted to pay 8 figures for "home movies"
"that's how they do it in Dixie" as Evan says
it's what makes the town so vibrant ,so cinematic,that there's always one option or another going around
it keeps things extra edgy
and can be so effective to really finding "that place,that nuanced gesture"that IS method acting
in fact back in the 1950's and early 60's
many wanna be actors
agreed to be part of The Program" that raised children for future use ,profit and testing
by raising their brood in Sequential Referential
a sort of mash-up of Rosemary's Baby,Boys From Brazil and Sliver
as cameras and other pre-neural recording devices and subliminals were placed
in the acting actor parents homes.
Or as Linda N has said "if you don't bend a wing it won't fly"
I sometimes see these actors that literally sold their children's soul for a shot at fame and forune
in old Nick at Night episodes of shows like "Adam -12" or "Starsky and Hutch" and wonder what became of their children who are by now hearing and seeing The New Way ,right on schedual.
watching their parents
with their small but prominant parts in shows nobody watchs anymore.
was it worth it I wonder .
Making a deal with the Cult of the Damned
to play
a fast talking junkie informant on "Baretta"?
well,they were doing it in Russia I heard a few "players" say
during informal interview in scattered bars and sub shops
a few now genuine informers
most of them sharing confidences for some money rather than conscious
nursing Smirnoff's in Hollywood dives at one in the afternoon
their eyes drifting around
for someone to lock onto who might say
"weren't you in that program ..aren't you THAT GUY from.."
somewhat secure in their residuals and $85,000 "bungalos"
they somehow managed to retain especially through their inevitable
ordeals with their first or second born "bad seeds" who ,as "written" inevitably have ended up
imprisoned,hospitalized,dead or on the street.Somewhere.
of once private thought..
such a beautiful kid.
so beautiful in fact that
a buyer in Japan wanted to pay 8 figures for "home movies"
"that's how they do it in Dixie" as Evan says
it's what makes the town so vibrant ,so cinematic,that there's always one option or another going around
it keeps things extra edgy
and can be so effective to really finding "that place,that nuanced gesture"that IS method acting
in fact back in the 1950's and early 60's
many wanna be actors
agreed to be part of The Program" that raised children for future use ,profit and testing
by raising their brood in Sequential Referential
a sort of mash-up of Rosemary's Baby,Boys From Brazil and Sliver
as cameras and other pre-neural recording devices and subliminals were placed
in the acting actor parents homes.
Or as Linda N has said "if you don't bend a wing it won't fly"
I sometimes see these actors that literally sold their children's soul for a shot at fame and forune
in old Nick at Night episodes of shows like "Adam -12" or "Starsky and Hutch" and wonder what became of their children who are by now hearing and seeing The New Way ,right on schedual.
watching their parents
with their small but prominant parts in shows nobody watchs anymore.
was it worth it I wonder .
Making a deal with the Cult of the Damned
to play
a fast talking junkie informant on "Baretta"?
well,they were doing it in Russia I heard a few "players" say
during informal interview in scattered bars and sub shops
a few now genuine informers
most of them sharing confidences for some money rather than conscious
nursing Smirnoff's in Hollywood dives at one in the afternoon
their eyes drifting around
for someone to lock onto who might say
"weren't you in that program ..aren't you THAT GUY from.."
somewhat secure in their residuals and $85,000 "bungalos"
they somehow managed to retain especially through their inevitable
ordeals with their first or second born "bad seeds" who ,as "written" inevitably have ended up
imprisoned,hospitalized,dead or on the street.Somewhere.
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