Almost all actors know this, but most non-actors don’t: There are two unions for on-screen actors: SAG and AFTRA. This is unique among in Hollywood. All screenwriters–one union; all directors–one union; all drivers-one union; etc., etc.
Almost all actors know this, but most non-actors don’t: There are two unions for on-screen actors: SAG and AFTRA. This is unique among in Hollywood. All screenwriters–one union; all directors–one union; all drivers-one union; etc., etc.
We’re holding the Flyover Film Festival at the Kentucky Center for the Arts, and it’s working out beautifully.
However, I was walking down the staircase Friday and saw this sign. Hmmm.
Walked down a flight of stairs and saw another one just like it. Wha?
I mean, I know people think things are slow in Kentucky, but lordy — is weather-watching now a group activity? Kept going (because I missed my floor–that sign I missed) and finally saw this at the bottom:
Ahhh. Just the Center helping keep heads cool during a Kentucky twister — like the one I survived on April 3, 1974, during the worst outbreak of tornadoes in American history.
But that’s another story.
Next weekend I’ll be headed back home to Louisville, Kentucky for the 2nd Annual Flyover Film Festival, all at the KY Center for the Arts. The festival is produced and sponsored by the Louisville Film Society, which, despite having meon the Board, still somehow manages to run screenings and events and all sorts of terrific things in Louisville throughout the year.
This year the festival offers a terrific line-up of films and panels (I’m moderating one on film finance at 12pm Saturday). We’re offering a Youth Media Summit, so local colleges can show off their film and media depts to local high students, and we’re giving a Lifetime Achievement Award to acclaimed Kentucky-born director Allison Anders.
Finally, we’re hosting a special screening of Sundance winner Winter’s Bone, starring Louisville’s own fast-rising star Jennifer Lawrence. Also, she and I will be holding a Youth Acting panel at 10:30 am Sunday. Like all the panels and events, it’s open to the public.
The info’s all here.
Tonight I’ll be performing on stage at the UCB (Upright Citizens Brigade), the galactically-renowned comedy theatre (well, plus the one in NYC, too..). They’re having a special show of Lost-themed skits and the tickets sold out faster than _____ (insert favorite Lost analogy here; the clock’s running on their usability). The link to the show and the comedy regulars is here.
My skit was written by Jarrad Paul; requires a good bit of improv (somebody stop me!); and will feature moi and him; and be — oh, I think you know this already — HI-larious. Also, I bought two papayas. I have no idea how I’m going to use them in the skit. But I will. Oh, I will.
It’s about 30 minutes northwest of downtown L.A., nestled up against the mountains. I’m never, ever asked for my betting method, but if I were, the answer would be, of course, “Don’t ask.”
However, because you didn’t ask, I’ll tell you. Step 1: Look at the sights and sip your drink. Step 2: Realize they’re nearly at the gate and betting’s almost closed. Step 3: Rush to the betting windows. [Bonus: Spill your drink en route.] Step 4: Bet on the first number that comes into your head. Step 5: Return to your seat, look at the sights, and sip your drink.
Some photos for your viewing pleasure..