Auditions Day II – Sex & Breakfast

I will take a different path from the one showed in the last post by my partner, not only because I’m not suffering of sexual frustration right now, but also because this day was mainly focused on girls, and sorry for those who might desire me… I don’t do that.

Auditioning makes you feel very professional. Sitting behind a table with your laptops open and two binders by the side with the name of your film on it, interviewing actors and making screen tests, you not only feel but also look professional. Until you experience something as our first candidate for the day.

Ms. A audition facts:

• Had previously postponed the audition the day before. Excuse? Calls at 3pm, 30min before her audition “I’m in the hairdresser since 9am and I’m not done yet”.
• What in the headshots looked like a cute curly blond hair was now a blondish greenish bunch of hay that she seemed to wear very proudly. Props to the kitschy esthetician
• She had not read the narrative treatment and didn’t seem to understand the script either.
• The expressions we asked her to do for the camera were extremely faked.
• And probably the worst, she had a vey suspicious white stain on her sweater.

Frankie closes the door once she left, she looks at me, I look at her and we just knew this was not happening. We were really struggling in finding our Julia. We had more guys auditioning than girls; I guess that the name “Sex & Breakfast” is obviously more appealing to the male audience. But seriously, what girl doesn’t freak out with both?

Our next and last candidate of the day was the antithesis of Ms. A. Extremely cute and sweet. We needed a bitch look though; someone who felt was eating the world one man at a time. This was a girl you’d like to marry. However, not too sure about what she represented at a first glance, we let her do her thing. She enchanted us. When we asked her for a “seductive gaze” she passed from a total sweetheart to Megan Fox. First girl to ask me to participate with her in the audition so she could feel more comfortable while interacting, she knew what she was doing and she let herself direct in the smoothest way. We felt professionals once again, the tension from the audition before had disappeared.

After saying goodbye, Frankie and I had made our decision, no need to discuss it. We went to celebrate with a great pizza and two days later I sent the e-mails to our actors. Yesterday equipment was reserved.

Sex & Breakfast is taking form, the best is about to start.

iTunes plays: For No One - Paulie McCartney 

AnaPé says: SHOOTING SCHEDULE IS ON HIS WAY!

Sex & Breakfast - Auditions

When you’re trying to cast for a movie called Sex & Breakfast, you’re obviously going to look for the hottest cast there is. I mean, come on, the guy is going to have to be shirtless, sensual, sexy, suave, and all the other “s” words that can be associated with the let-me-ravage-you thought.

Today we had our first day of auditions, and I can tell you, I don’t think I could have been more satisfied with our first candidate.

That luscious hair, those deep blue eyes, his beautiful jaw line and heightened cheek bones; I don’t know if he knew what he was doing to me. I don’t think he’s narcissistic, but I’m sure he has a flock of women chasing after him just as Narcissus did back in the day.

As I sat there asking him all these questions, I kept thinking of all the ways I could get him to take his shirt off. Can I just get a peek? Just one peek.

Unfortunately, there’s a level of professionalism that needs to be maintained, and as film students, that’s what we are being taught and what we are hoping to carry with us throughout our careers. 

Thank goodness we have this blog so I can gladly vent all the sexual frustration I’m experiencing after the most excruciating urge-resisting hour of my life.

What are you doing two thousand fourteen?

I am always trying to not do the thing that everybody does, some may call me hipster, but I didn’t want to write about 2014.

And here I am…

00:00 arrived with snow falling from the sky for the first time in my life. I wonder if the fact that I finally spent a New Year’s eve in the land of the cold means that this is the place where I have to start thinking of making a life here. Of course it is, but… maybe it is time to stop thinking of a second life somewhere else. In 12 days I will turn 23, I need to get my shit together.

So here it goes, a small list of things I need to achieve in different aspects of my life for this year:

• Stop the bullshit.
• Have my hair as long as a mermaid.
• Stop lying to people I don’t want to lie. Including myself.
• Buy a new cabinet, this “winter and summer clothes” thing doesn’t work with the size of my closet.
• Stop the egocentrism but keep my self-confidence intact.
• Buy a new desk.
• Read all the books I got over the holidays and still manage to read all the things for school.
• Find a job or at least an internship.
• Move out with my mom and bro.
• Come back to my writing… and do something with it.
• Go to the gym, for real.
• Do the things that make me happy.
• Adopt a cat and call him Luca.
• FILM!

Bonus: I wanted to post this video on Facebook on December 31^st since the beginning of 2013 but I forgot and it disorganized all my plans for the year, so I just decided to tell myself “2014 doesn’t start until I post this somewhere”. With love from Zooey and Joseph.

iTunes plays: Nuestra Historia - Diego Torres' Unpluged

AnaPé says: Just found out that Zooey Deschanel's birthday is one day before mine, I just can't stop loving her.