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At the studio for this movie. I am totally useless here right now.
They're turning the casting offices into a projection room right now. Which is both rad and terrible...as we're crammed far away in a tiny corner anyway and now there's a 10 ft tall projector stuck in our room. They started building the room because casting was supposed to be over as of last week. But its not. It never ends. Currently we're working on getting real convicts into the film. Which...is sick. So, interviewing people about their charges...
What's your name?
so and so
What were you in for?
rape and attempted murder
ok great, and how tall are you?
6'1''
ok, thank you.
Seriously? So instead of hard working Chicago actors getting roles....we're casting 40-80 known felons to play in the prison scenes. Really? AH!
They also stole our couch. So I have to sit on the floor in the back of the room.
This CD is crazy and everyone here is so unorganized its terrible. People talk about the same problem over and over and over again when its already been solved. Poor management, people.
I want to be in a play. I want to work at a theatre again. I miss it.
I also want people that I love to stop being crazy.
I'm going to be home in Flushing next weekend because my parents offered to fly me home. I don't know what I'll do there for 3 days. yikes. Can you bring a guitar on as a carry-on?
They're turning the casting offices into a projection room right now. Which is both rad and terrible...as we're crammed far away in a tiny corner anyway and now there's a 10 ft tall projector stuck in our room. They started building the room because casting was supposed to be over as of last week. But its not. It never ends. Currently we're working on getting real convicts into the film. Which...is sick. So, interviewing people about their charges...
What's your name?
so and so
What were you in for?
rape and attempted murder
ok great, and how tall are you?
6'1''
ok, thank you.
Seriously? So instead of hard working Chicago actors getting roles....we're casting 40-80 known felons to play in the prison scenes. Really? AH!
They also stole our couch. So I have to sit on the floor in the back of the room.
This CD is crazy and everyone here is so unorganized its terrible. People talk about the same problem over and over and over again when its already been solved. Poor management, people.
I want to be in a play. I want to work at a theatre again. I miss it.
I also want people that I love to stop being crazy.
I'm going to be home in Flushing next weekend because my parents offered to fly me home. I don't know what I'll do there for 3 days. yikes. Can you bring a guitar on as a carry-on?