You know, I'm really rather sad that casting's done on
'Good Omens'. (It's a quirky book by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman about the end of the world. And, it's a comedy. Imagine that.) Terry Gilliam's been in the process of turning the book into a film for quite some time, and I really wanted to be a part of it. I know it really wasn't going to happen, but then again, I never really got to try either. I got sick instead. Same thing happened with X-Men 2. What good are all these telephone numbers if I can't actually use them? I actually did call Donna Isaacson about X-Men 2. I got her assistant on the phone. When I asked about casting for X-Men 2, he laughed and said "Dang, you're early, and dang, you've got guts. Call me back in about six months and I'll see what I can do for you." Six months after that call, almost exactly, I was having my toe amputated. Crappy timing, huh? Oh well. It wouldn't have been good for me to get involved in that anyway. A) Because I'm not sure I want to do it, and B) I was going to get other medical problems and I would have hated breaching a contract cause I fainted on the set or something. That would stink.
And then there's that whole "Hollywood's awful" thing. :) I don't *really* want to be a part of it, I just want to get started somewhere so I can turn my book into a movie, then happily disappear after that.
You know, every time I blog I hope and hope that I get on Blogger's "Recently Updated Blogs" list, and I never make it. I've made it only once and I accidentally closed the window before I could really bask in the fun of it. :)
Okay, I really think I need to go to bed. I'm getting loopy again. It's been a looong day.
