It was March 2012, I was jolted out of bed by a phone call. Thinking daughter had missed a bus connection on her first day of work and I would have to pick her up and get her to work, I ran for the phone. I also recalled to my mind that this was the morning of the tryouts for the extras to be in a movie to be filmed in the area. It was about the first post war UFO sighting. If they wanted someone huge with the ability to copy most accents, I was ready! But, I shattered my left foot and Kris was down for the count, 2.5 years later and that darn foot is still a problem since it broke again a week ago. Sigh.
I missed the filming, the premiere, the parties, everything ... Until last night, I got to go to a showing! I was so excited. The entire productions staff was there, as was most of the characters from the film. It has won numerous awards and is about to be re-editted into a six part serial for the Indie Film Network on cable, just announced.
It was a great night though.
I decided to din in a local tavern and the food was beyond first rate! I was literally stunned at the quality of what their kitchen was pushing out. Everything was perfect. The steak flavorful and about as tough as butter. The calamari with home made aioli excellent. A chocolate truffle cake ... awesome! And a Moose Drool dark ale the perfect compliment!
I hobbled over to the line so as to get started for the walk in early and BLAM! Kris is hit by a cougar! OMG! Really? And it turned out I am older than her - I just look young because of the lack of grey hair! I laughed so hard over that one as I walked home!
As for the movie? Just think, "Best Twilight Zone sequence, ever!" Cold War paranoia, and FBI agency which can not even trust itself, too many coincidences to leave anyone not believing there is a conspiracy. Yeah, lots to work with there.
And thinking of leaving! I was trying to pay for my popcorn when I was jumped from behind! A soft continental voice purrs in my ear, "OMG, Kris I have not seen you forever!"
I turned around and am staring into the eyes of someone from the old days. In the old blog she was called Barracuda because of her appetite for males! Apparently she has been touring the world and visiting all of the UFO museums and hot spots this summer - hence her surprise appearance in my little burg ... One of the women in her entourage asked her something and I quietly melted away from her grasp. Nothing personal dear, just no interest, and I am sticking to my vow to never talk to a woman ever again, not already in my life ... Shudder! (except for Kelly, I still owe you!)
But as I limped the few blocks to where I am staying, I had to smile remembering her uncle, and although heavily challenged by life, was an incredible showman, singer, songwriter and real human being I have heard from those whom knew him well. I was always sorry for his death so long ago of HIV. Given what Barracuda is like, his entire family must have been terribly whacked by something years ago spiritually. But then that is true of most Brits.
Get a chance to see the movie, go for it, you will not be sorry and it is only 30 minutes long.
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