A film professor/producer/director/writer is sitting at my bar working hard. Papers are spread everywhere. He only looks up to take a bite of his burger and ask me,
"Can you act?"
"Not well."
"Oh."
"Why?"
"I need actors."
"Well if I didn't have to talk."
"You wouldn't, most of my films are silent, avant-garde."
"Then maybe I could do it. What's the part?"
"I need zombies."
"Oh."
"You'd need to be serious. You couldn't smile."
"Yeah."
"Can you do that? Not smile?"
"Yeah."
"Do it. Give me your best zombie."
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