Text Taxing

Just when you think a year like this can't get any stranger, I receive a text from my agent. They (meaning the cool project about which I still can't talk) want to know if I'd like an Xbox, PS4 or code?

Of course I know intellectually what he means, but practically I have no idea what me means. Should I get the code? Seems pretty slick. But, only if you're a techie. Which I'm not. Do people still have systems? I don't but someone must. Oh, a physical copy would be great for posterity. Right? Hey, I'm just an actor. What am I supposed to do?

After a good thirty five seconds contemplation I chose a physical copy. At least it will be on the shelf as proof. Interestingly, they didn't say when they would send it to me. I guess they know their schedule.

I spoke with the creative producer in July. Well, spoke is a bit optimistic. I texted with her. She thought they'd be good to go in October. Sounds like, maybe? This is a good sign, though. My only hope is it's wildly successful. Is that too much to ask?

On another front, we (meaning our "team") are in serious negotiations to option a screen play on which I collaborated. It's very exciting. Before you get too awed by the sheer brilliance of the moment, we're still in COVID protocols and production isn't scheduled to start until next year, earliest. When it does, then you can be awed by the sheer brilliance of the moment!

I met with the producer a couple days ago, face to face, for the first time. Actually, it was mask to mask because, as I said, you know. Which brings me to the cosmopolitan experience of our collective brothers in production.

We operate in a series of serial relationships that often get close then end abruptly when the project is done. It's sad in a way, but also necessary. In the meantime, the expanse of personalities makes it all very interesting.

This producer speaks three languages fluently. Before you ask, yes, he speaks them well. Fortunately, I understand one of them. Funny how the places he's been, lived or worked intersect with my monolingual experience at an astounding rate. Of course they would because it's a small world after all.

At the end of the day, we got to know each other better, making one of those serial collaborations a little bit stronger. And, making the making of our picture a little bit closer.

We look to the future with hope. With an allegory of life as we know it. Not the story that brought us together necessarily, but the journey to making it a motion picture. Naturally, I'll be hysterically pandering to your basest instinct to get you to see the movie when it comes out. But, that's a story for another time.

Until then, be safe. Wear a mask. And, God bless you.