Three months ago I was fired from Heaven is for Real by people who didn't bother to warn me nor give me the benefit of the doubt. They didn't even bother to stick around after they had someone else do the firing. The irony that I was treated this way while working on a Christian movie is not lost on me.
After that I hit a low, wondering whether or not I was meant to do this. Was any of this going to be worth it? Should I just pack it up and throw in the towel? I went through the usual ideas of possible career paths: barista, AT&T employee, trying out my hand at the Apple Corporation. The fact is though, people had my back and kept trying to find me my next gig. This and this alone pushed me forward. I was going to give it one more shot and if this next one didn't work out at least I could say I tried. It just shows to go ya that (yes it's a Sound of Music kind of scenario) 'when God closes a door, somewhere he opens a window.'
Two and a half weeks ago I was driving to pick up Jude and I got a phone call from some man I didn't know who'd gotten my resume from some person I'd never heard of. The movie: Horrible Bosses 2. It really could've been Adam Sandler's next flop for all I cared as my bank account was dwindling at rapid rates; but I had at least heard of the first one and it had done well enough for them to make a sequel. For the duration of that phone call I had it confused with the other Sudeikis movie 'Hall Pass' so once I had a moment to collect my thoughts I realized I'd just said yes to working on a movie with Michael Bluth.
It's been 2 weeks. In those 2 weeks I've driven 300+ miles, can get from Culver to Burbank with my eyes closed, made casual 'non-stalking' glances at Charlie Day and Sudeikis, and almost ran smack dab into Jason Bateman. This is the movie I was meant to work on. Period. You know how I know this? 5 days after I got that call Christoph Waltz signed on to play the boss. Please see blog posting entitled 'A Challenge I Can Get Behind' from July of 2011 to prove that faith hath intervened on my behalf.
Between Kevin Spacey, Bateman, and Waltz I think I'm going to have to perfect my 'What's in the box?!?!?' impersonation and just carry my Bluth Banana Stand shirt and 'Inglourious Basterds' poster with me at all times whilst on set.
Needless to say I would pay to be on this movie, so the fact that I'm getting paid is slightly surreal. The guys I work with are also excellent and actually have sense of humors. I hate the word 'blessed' because it's so overused and has therefore lost its legitimacy BUT there you have it. I'm here till next August everybody. Ten months of staring at Chris Pine and Hans Landa and getting paid for it everybody. Almost makes the fact that the Horned Frogs are 4-6 not even on my radar...almost.
Around the time I got that wonderful, wonderful call I also managed to snag myself a new, perfectly suitable roommate and got our carpets cleaned. Go team.
I meet Jude's entire family next week, that consists of his parents, sister, and two brothers. Only slightly overwhelmed on that front. And then he gets to be overwhelmed right back when we go to Dallas for Thanksgiving. He beat me to it, the bastard. Plans thus far include turkey, BBQ, pool, pizza, and football. The only thing he said he wanted to do was show him what I did in Dallas, I don't think he quite got that my entire high school experience was based around my dad's pool table. He will learn.
Did I mention I didn't have to fight to get the full Thanksgiving weekend off AND get 2 weeks off for Christmas? Did I? I don't think I did. Within two weeks my life completely turned around and I'm just plain happy. Los Angeles, I may have use for you yet.
My next post may very well be written from a location just over 500 feet from Christoph Waltz due to the temporary restraining order. I should look into getting those portable WIFI hub things.
