Someone has generously compiled a very nice homage video montage to my 2006 movie ‘Lather Effect‘ with lots of recognizable faces… It’s here.
Someone has generously compiled a very nice homage video montage to my 2006 movie ‘Lather Effect‘ with lots of recognizable faces… It’s here.
After some opening remarks and awards to volunteers who have performed in dozens of shows, the ten or so actors (just enough for a respectably drama-filled reality show) lined up. It felt just like a cattle call. Except the buyers were eleven-year-old playwrights.
Then one by one, each actor went to the front of the stage and pitched herself or himself to be cast in their plays. Some actors danced, some did voices, and some, like me, just sat and said, basically, ‘Cast me, please, you eleven-year-olds.’ And they did.
Just when you thought (and I prayed) that I couldn’t look any freakier or wear weirder outfits, here comes this: motion capture, aka performance capture.
Cribbing from (and probably ruining) the Wikipedia entry, motion capture, aka mo-cap, means recording movement (eg, of humans) and using that information to animate characters in computer animation.
It’s the same process they used in this little movie you may have heard of, Avatar. In fact, just for your viewing pleasure, you can see a short clip of the process and how it looked in the movie here.
So last week I did mo-cap for an upcoming videogame. No, I can’t tell you which one. Game companies get a little tweaked out when actors announce early, so I’m going to shock everyone and keep my mouth shut for a change. Zipped lip. But I will say that it’s part of a franchise. That’s quite popular. Which is — okay, really, that’s enough.
It was a blast. Basically, you wear a suit covered with 55 or so reflective dots, and while you act out a scene in a big open room, 70-80 cameras are reading your movements via the dots. Then the data from the cameras all gets combined to create your movements in a 3D digital world.
Monitors were set up on the edge of the room showing our characters (okay, fine, our avatars), so as we moved, our avatars moved (though their faces stayed the same). Our mo-cap is animated, whereas Avatar was more lifelike, so we looked nothing like our avatars on the monitors. It was a bit weird at first, and then it became nothing but fantastic. Especially, I think, to the actresses, almost all of whose avatars were, in the time-honored tradition of videogames, really hot.
The director, producers, and crew were terrific, as were all the other actors. Everything was fantastic. Except for the skin-tight black suits. That I could have done without. I’m not sure how exactly, given that they’re a necessary part of the process, but if I were King of Mo-Cap-ville, the first Royal Order would be to improve the suits. Somehow. I don’t know how. I’m the King. Just make it happen.
The Actor’s Coffee Talk this past Saturday at the LA Festival Festival was a blast. Shohreh Aghdashloo and James Cromwell were, as expected, both fascinating and generous with stories and advice. The only difficulty for me was remembering to participate myself, as I kept getting caught up their answers.
Okay, so this is what I really look like. Now you’re prepared for the previous post..
Okay, my agent is going to kill me for posting this — so look for me in a bikini in my next role — but over to the right is a shot of me from my never-seen guest spot on the 2005 Fox show The Inside.
There I recline as Ronald Ewing, an 800lb cannibal. Yes, an 800lb cannibal. I lured my victims into my home..and they never left. My only mode of transportation? A motorized lounge chair. My favorite food? Anorexic women.
Yes, dark, and yes, disturbing. But also very, very funny. Few minds in Hollywood are able — or willing — to conceive of something like this, but Tim Minear (Angel, Firefly, Dollhouse, etc., etc.), god bless him, is one of them.
I wore a 60lb rubber suit, a wig, fake teeth, and prosthetic hands and cheeks. (All created by the renowned Rob Hall, who also created my prosthetics for The Burrowers.) The make-up required four hours to apply and nearly two hours to remove. They had to build an air-conditioned tent for me, because if I perspired — not unexpected in the L.A. summer under 60 pounds of rubber [insert [insert joke here] joke here] — my face and hands would start to slide off. ‘Access Hollywood’ devoted a segment to the freakiness of it all.
My ep, Skin and Bone, was the show’s 13th and final. It never aired in the U.S. and isn’t available on DVD, as far as I know. However, Tim has just posted short five clips from it on Facebook: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. You may need to friend Tim first to see them. For god’s sake, don’t tell him I sent you or you’ll get nowhere with him.
Fans, friends and family often want to know, “William, oh, William, Why don’t you do more comedy?” Well, people, you asked for it.