I forget that this a City Where Things Happen and you encounter/interact with People Whose Names Other People know. I mean honestly New York City is one of those places and I get so wrapped up in the routine of going to work, come home, FRISBEE!, sleep…repeat, that I forget. Then it comes and smacks me in the face.
This evening I was on the train home from watching the Mizzou football game at McFadden’s when I was shocked to hear my phone bleep. Flip it open and I find one of my friends is mass texting about a rush call for extras on a new Matt Damon movie. I call her and find out more, and an hour and half later I appear on set.
OK, this is how little I know about acting. I thought, “Oh extra, I’ll just walk through the background and voila, I’m done.” Two hours tops right? Pah! I didn’t get home until 1:00 am. It was worth every minute.
The entire experience was surreal. Firstly, I did this on a lark, a why-the-hell-not sort of thing. Everyone else, this is what they do. They either want to be actors/actresses or this is a serious side job. Me, I’m just mentally sitting back taking the whole thing in. You know, you’d think the glamor and magic of the movie would vanish, but it doesn’t. I watched Matt Damon and did as the crowd was supposed to and I kind of forgot it was Matt Damon. For moments I forgot I was me.
It was fucking awesome. And yes, he is as boyishly handsome in life as he is on screen. I can’t wait until it comes out so I can see if I actually made it in any shots.
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