Showing posts with label acting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label acting. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Signs You Are In A Horror Movie

#18 - Signs You Are In A Horror Movie
(From the BrokenChairEssays)

      You'll be fucking a blonde with big tits when the lights go out. This is the first sign.
      The first you'll actually notice anyway. There were others before this, but were the kind of signs only seen with hindsight or in a rear-view mirror.
      Driving in a topless jeep with four other college juniors toward a remote group of cabins by the lake while listening to CCR and smoking weed.
      That was a sign.
      But what's important here though, and I can't really stress this enough, is that you're fucking a blonde with big tits when the lights go out.
      You won't notice it at first, then will, but will keep going. This is a mistake, and is one of many that you'll be making in the near future. The mistake isn't so much that you continue with the big breasted blonde but your reckless abandon in the face of the unknown. This will be a reoccurring theme.
      When you're about to finish on the blonde, a machete blade will come from under the bed and emerge from her chest.
      This is a sign.
      She might scream, but probably won't get the chance and will just make some sort of pathetic gurgle. You'll recoil in horror, naturally, grabbing a pair of shorts, or jeans and running from the cabin. You'll run to the next cabin over to get your friends.
      You'll burst into the room in a blaze of desperation only to find the hanging body of your best friend (sign.) He'll have some sort of ridiculous meat hook through his face which is keeping him nailed to the roof. You'll be devastated of course, you were close with him, having shared the school’s quarterback duties (and the blonde).
      You'll decide you're angry now. You don’t know what’s going on but you’ve had enough. You’re planning some good old fashion vigilante justice. (Mistake).
      You’ll head to the jeep and open the back. You root around to find your dad's old skeet shooting rifle, some ammo, maybe a large hunting knife and a flashlight. (There might be a bit of a music/quick edit montage here, or some sort of camera circle-around-the-actor shot as you look out into the woods. All of this really depends on whether or not Michael Bay is directing this particular horror movie.).
      Having armed yourself you'll head off with a Rambo-like determination. (Mistake. Reckless abandon. Sign.)
      This is when shit really goes sour for you though, when things really come down to the wire. You'll be trouncing through the woods shotgun slung over your shoulder. You'll hear some noises; see some bushes shake, or some shadows move. You'll put your back to a large tree, terrified as you try and calm yourself down. This is when we, the audience, get our first good look at our hero (not your hero). The camera will pan out and he'll be standing behind the tree, machete in hand. This shot, with you and him, will probably be the movie poster, or the website graphic or some sixteen year old’s facebook picture.
      You'll hear him breathing now, and your eyes will be wide with panic. Your bravado will have completely subsided now and you'll be running through the thick trees. You’ll run all the way to the jeep, which will now have its top and windows up. It'll be unlocked and you'll get in. You'll find the keys in the sun visor and put them in and turn them. Despite being a brand new jeep in perfect condition, it will rev, and rev but never start. This is most definitely a sign.
      You'll be focused on the engine's efforts, revving and revving. There's a stillness while the engine revs and fails, revs and fails. This is when the brunette will get your attention by ridiculously hurling herself on the driver's side window as hard as she possibly can, effectively giving you a goddamn heart attack.
      She's pretty but in a near miss, supporting actress, kind of way. She'll be crying and telling you about the third dude's head, and how it’s in the freezer beside the rum. (Sign.)
      You'll look past her to see the enormous man wearing a mask and holding a machete emerging from the surface of the lake and walking at a leisurely pace.
      (These are all signs).
      The brunette will let out a bloodcurdling scream, and the masked man will throw the knife end over end at her, splitting her head open like a watermelon.
      It's at this point when your suspicions will be pretty high that you are in a horror movie. You're pretty sure. You'll venture to say that with all this evidence you're almost 94% sure. There’s hope though right? You think that there's always a survivor isn’t there? These things always have about twenty seven sequels and remakes, each one more ridiculous than the last. But usually there’s that one person that overcomes the forces of evil and survives.
      Right?
      These are the thoughts you've chosen as your last while the boat anchor smashes your nose through the back of your skull.
      (This is a sign.)

Monday, October 17, 2011

Lancaster, Ontario

I've been gone for a really long time peeps and for this I apologize. During my absence, the leaves turned all kinds of beautiful color and the temperature dropped significantly! But I was gone for a good reason, living out one of my dreams; being the lead in a horror movie. I spent a month living in a trailer, showering in quarters operated public showers and peeing in the woods. I am banged up all over from doing stunts and running through the woods in high heels and barely any clothing. And yet, I had the time of my life! I met amazing people and laughed everyday. I discovered so much about myself as a person and as an actress.

I would do it all over again even if someone were to warn me about the 28 consecutive days sleeping in a chilly damp trailer in the middle of a creepy trailer park. It was worth all the scratches, bruises, rug burn and runny nose.

I'll post some pics of my adventure soon!

Monday, May 17, 2010

Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind

I just came back from acting class which ended early today. This whoel acting thing is getting very difficult for me to juggle. I love acting. Love it. But I still don't know if I want to pursue it as a career. It scares me to pursue it. It means letting go of the stability i've craved and created for my self. I like my job, i love my colleague, i love my company. Who am I to yet want more? I am blessed, and i am thankful. And yet, i am not complete. There will always be a 'what if' if I don't pursue it. But I'm scared of regrets if I do. So I try to do both. To take acting workshop, to sus out projects where i can act, where i can model, anything, anything that permits me to be in front of a camera and pretending. I love it. I breathe it. It's been impossible for me to stop.

I did it as a teenager, starting at age 12 and decided not to pursue as a career when i applied for university. And even THEN i never really stopped, because i thought about it, and i took classes in theatre at my school. I even lied to my fellow students in those classes telling them i was doing a minor in theatre. As if i felt ashame i wasn't a part of them. Of those who pursued their dreams and didn't shy from them. I'm a coward.

Recently I've been re-exposed to this world again as my boyfriend produces. And i can't help but always wonder 'what if I was myself in this field?'. Would I feel more like i have a purpose? Would I fill fullfilled or is it human nature to want more then we have? Can the people around me appreciate me if i'm not even accepting myself for who i am or fulfilling my potential.

One of the thing my teacher would say about my acting is that I hold back. But maybe I hold back because i'm scared if I go there, I'll never come back. However, I wonder if my ego isn't twisted to think that i could make it where so many have failed before. To even think i could have the talent.

I mean the answer to 'should i follow my dreams?' is obvious. No one will answer no to that, unless they are the vilain in a movie. however, how do you determine what would really make you happy? How do you determine if you aren't happy right now? I mean, i AM happy. Why would i want more? Would pursuing acting make me more happy or just a different kind of happy? Is it worth the risk? Is it worth what i would lose?

Friday, April 30, 2010

Gym & Acting

I haven't been good lately and haven't posted in a while. The thing is, nothing big happens to me most of the time so i feel like reporting weather is kinda boring...

But I have news now. The fist one being that I'm officially joining the YMCA west mount. I made the decision recently. I've been twice as a "guest" with my friend Caitlin and had a blast. And i think it'll be really good for me. I'm mostly going to do classes, I’m not a big machine fan. But I do get a free training with a personal trainer so maybe they’ll be able to turn me! So far I’ve taken a Zumba class, two afro-Caribbean dancing classes and tonight I’m going to my first Aerobics with Stephanie. We’ll see how it goes…So far I’m motivated, I’ll keep you posted in two months! ;)

I also took yet another acting workshop, so I’ll be doing that every Monday night for the next 6 weeks. Busy bee I’ll be!