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A friend of mine sold his lifestory for five figures to some unsuspecting nut with too much money (which I mean in the best way, because, I mean, yay!). In the treatment, he suggests I be played by Chow Yun Fat. He makes casting suggestion asides all the way through. It involves a scene of Chow Yun Fat, then, in a pickup with Ving Rhames at the wheel, searching out The Rock and James Gandolfini (who're girlwatching in a golf-cart on a beach). Chow Yun Fat having dinner with Michelle Yeoh and Judi Dench and Ving Rhames, talking about strap-ons and Tom Waits.
Never gonna get cast as he wants it (for reasons of finance, luring big names, and hell, the whole race and age issue), who knows if it'll even make it to production, or just sit on a shelf somewhere gathering dust, but for five minutes and what an inordinate amount of money, I get to be Chow Yun Fat talking to Judi Dench. And I do really love that someone paid for the thing. Real money, even. |
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