My second ever paid job was for a shaving advert. Two unpaid auditions in London and I had the gig. A one day shoot, two hundred and fifty notes. One Man had hit the paydirt! An excruciating train ride to Edinburgh – Friday before a Bank Holiday, jam-packed with people going to York races and […]
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As reported earlier I was looking forward to an energetic week filming for a TV series at the end of the month. Further to our sex tuition, we had another session, this time learning to move from stoned and trippy to psychotic and cannibalistic in less than a minute. Filming was to be north of
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His Dog’s performance as Homeless Man #16’s dog at the soup kitchen was brutally excised from the final cut of Last Christmas . One Man also suffered from performances being cut – “walking past a table” and “speaking to office worker” both failed to reach the screen. However, his scenes of queueing outside a church
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A long while back I was very opposed to the idea of being Santa, mainly because my workmates used to think it was a good idea. They were met with a curt expletive. Once work had become a thing of the past and I was invited to play Santa for money I warmed to the
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Friday was nice. I drove to Uxbridge, parked as arranged on a stranger’s drive and took the Metropolitan line to Wembley Park. I spent the morning in a makeup trailer in the car park of the unit housing production offices, costume and workshops having braids and dreads woven into my hair before mud was caked
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At last! The stars aligned, earthly schedules coincided and I got myself over to Sompting to appear as Mackerel Morris in the latest escapade of Malcolm and the Magpies. These were the final two shooting days for the film, it was slightly weird as a newcomer meeting Keith, Jerry and Karn as I had seen
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I am a cheapskate. So I didn’t see the first feature film in which I. er. featured at the cinema. Nor did I buy the DVD or pay for streaming. But once Amazon was showing it as part of Prime Video (my one indulgence) I had a look. And fell asleep while watching. You can