Showing posts with label theater. Show all posts
Showing posts with label theater. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

My day with Errol Flynn...(er, Kevin Kline)

Well, I'm finally writing about this. It's only taken me 2 years.

First of all, I guess I should tell you about the audition itself and how I won the role of "Jane Eyre" opposite veteran actor and Academy Award winner Kevin Kline who would be playing opposite me as "Lord Rochester" in a scene from Jane Eyre (retitled Master of Thornfield for the Broadway production we portrayed) as part of the biopic The Last of Robin Hood, which starred Kevin as middle-aged Errol Flynn. It showed Flynn in his final years and gave a glimpse into his love affair with teenaged Beverly Aadland (played by Dakota Fanning, with her mother Florence portrayed by Susan Sarandon.)

When I got the email notification in early December for the cast list and script sides with an invitation to audition from my agent, I was instantly excited when I saw that Kevin Kline would be starring as Errol Flynn. (It was not yet announced that Dakota Fanning would be co-starring.) The role I was asked to audition for was "Jane Eyre" and the casting director's notes were: "PLEASE DO YOUR RESEARCH! Director is looking for someone who has a combo of reticence, beauty and intelligence." That was it. No physical appearance preferences, such as brunettes, actresses over 5'4", etc. In other words, no specific physical characteristics within my type. It seemed fairly broad to me, and therefore, I thought "well, there are going to be hundreds of girls going after this, any one of them who could probably be about as right for it as I would." With that in mind, my instant elation deflated somewhat, and I rolled back over on my couch. I didn't think I would bother. I've literally auditioned HUNDREDS of times, getting makeup and hair professionally done, buying appropriate outfits, traveling, spending lots of money, etc., for auditions that never panned out. It gets wearing after awhile and certainly discouraging.

I casually told Opie about the audition while he was doing some editing, and he got excited for me. I told him I didn't think I would bother, because I certainly wasn't going to get it anyway. What happened next sort of surprised me. He said in a very loud stern voice "Get out of bed RIGHT NOW. If you don't get out of bed and do this audition, I NEVER want to hear you complain about not booking ever again." (I may be paraphrasing somewhat, but this was pretty much what he said.) I sat up and looked at him for a moment. He said "I'm serious. Get up. Show me what you can wear for a costume. I'll help you. We'll go over to Dean's to tape it; he has a good lighting set-up." So I got up. I got an old witch costume out of my closet (I figured it would have a good Victorian-era look to it) and then borrowing a page out of Scarlett O'Hara's book when she tore her mother's draperies down to go visit Rhett in Atlanta, I found some old curtain fabric in my closet and used it to wrap around my shoulders like a shawl. I pulled my hair back into a tight old-fashioned bun, put on some pretty but natural-looking makeup and some black ballet slippers and headed out with Opie to go tape at his co-worker's house.

I wish I still had the audition tape. I've saved so many auditions over the years that I didn't get cast for, but the audition that actually got me booked in a scene opposite one of my personal acting heroes is nowhere for me to find. The lighting was great and captured my eyes very well. I didn't do too many takes. It was a very simple audition. I had to try to look like I was staying in character during a scene between Jane Eyre and Lord Rochester while Flynn (who supposedly drank shots of vodka while performing onstage) struggled to remember his lines. I had a few lines, which I used an English accent for, but most of my audition was subtle facial expression, while I pretended to embroider. Tracy Kilpatrick was the casting director and didn't require a slate, which was actually kind of nice. I've never been a huge fan of doing slates, because it's just awkward. This way I could just stay in character for the scene without having to switch tracks and do a slate. I sent it in and in a few weeks, I got a callback to audition in person!

For the callback, I got in full costume again and drove to Atlanta to audition at a theatre. There was only one gentleman and another young woman there who were also invited to callbacks. We didn't talk much, just exchanged polite greetings and then waited after we signed in. I slid my eyes over to her to give her a once-over (you know, checking out the competition) and saw on her resume that her first name was also Hannah. Interesting. Later on I looked her up on IMDb and saw in her biography that she herself was from England. So was the director and producer, who also wrote the screenplay. I thought she had a good look for the part, so on top of the fact that she was already English and had some good credits on her IMDb page, I thought "well, it's flattering that at least I got a callback, because she's definitely going to get it."

When I went into the audition, there was the director (Wash Westmoreland), the producer (Richard Glatzer), and the casting director (Tracy Kilpatrick). They all were tickled about me being in full costume. I chuckled myself and said it's not very often that an actor gets to play dress-up for a performance. Before doing the audition, I told them a little bit about what I could find out about the English actress who I was portraying (Jan Brooks.) There wasn't much that I could find out about her, but I did find a picture of her with Errol Flynn in a few publicity shots for the Broadway play, Master of Thornfield (renamed as such because Flynn was the marquee star, not Jan Brooks who was playing Jane Eyre.) I told them the alleged story about how she never forgave Flynn for "ruining" her chances at mainstream stardom in America because of how his drunken behavior caused the play to flop after a 10-day run. (It'd be kind of like me getting my big shot at starring in a movie opposite someone like George Clooney, and then he makes a "hot mess" of it.) They seemed impressed that I knew about this. Then they got me to do the scene, with Tracy running camera and saying the lines opposite me. I did 2 takes, I think, with a little bit of adjustment from Wash to make my facial expressions even more subtle, like I was barely cognizant of the fact that "Flynn" was destroying the scene. After my 2nd take, he was literally jumping up and down and pumping his fist in the air, like it was exactly what he wanted. I figured that was a good sign, and I thought of it as a successful audition, but I still didn't think I would book it. It's just happened too many times before, where I would do a great audition, leave walking on air feeling like I nailed it, and then never hearing anything back. This would most likely be the same thing. Despite this resignation, I still couldn't help following the cast and production news of the film as it was released in Backstage, The Hollywood Reporter, etc.

Several weeks, if not more than a month, passed by.

Then one afternoon, I got a call from my agent, and she told me that they wanted me for the role of Jane Eyre. I was so excited that I think I asked if she was serious. Then I asked her if she would tell my boyfriend herself, just in case he didn't believe me. I gave him my cellphone and heard him laugh a little, and then he said that was really good news. Finally! I won one!!

For preparation, I read the book Jane Eyre, found out everything I could about the actress I would be portraying and how the production of Master of Thornfield went, and I also got dialect coaching and basic embroidery lessons from a British friend of mine, who is a costume designer in Savannah.

During the first week of February, I went to Atlanta for my costume fitting, and then a day or two after that, I showed up for my scene. I got my own little dressing room in an old building on the same floor as Dakota Fanning. I got my hair done in the same trailer where all three of the main stars were at. When I stepped up into the trailer, Kevin Kline was sitting in a makeup chair next to Dakota Fanning, who smiled but remained seated. Susan Sarandon was chatting with the stylist who was doing her hair. Kevin stood right up with a big smile on his face and extended his hand to me. He was so gracious and polite that whatever nerves I felt started to fade away. I sat in the chair by him, and we exchanged some pleasantries about me coming from Savannah and how he was there once before for filming (The Conspirator) and how much he liked it there. We discovered something we had in common: we'd both performed in a movie about Abraham Lincoln that was filmed in Savannah. (I had a main supporting role in Abraham Lincoln vs. Zombies.) Then we talked about the scene. I told him that Jane Eyre was a very simple girl from around the Northern part of England, so I used a very strong accent, trying to imitate the accent I heard from a senior theatre student who was from Manchester (Northwest England) during my time at the Royal Academy of Dramatic Art. I might be flattering myself, but he seemed impressed. He even played around with different dialects himself. We practiced a few times running lines, which was so awesome for me. I thought I was just going to get ushered onto set and go straight into the scene with him. I didn't think I'd have a chance to run lines with him, so that was cool.

The rest of the day went by fairly smoothly. We filmed onstage at the beautiful Fox Theatre in downtown Atlanta. I was in a long, simple, not uncomfortable dress, so it was easy to sit and wait until they were ready for me. I chatted with Dakota some and greeted Susan Sarandon after a break in filming. She and Dakota were sitting in the audience so that their close-ups could be taped watching our scene. (In the story, my character stole the role of "Jane Eyre" from Dakota's character even though Flynn pushed for her, so her mother Florence wasn't too happy about it. It was kind of funny.) When I walked off the stage as Susan was leaving, I said in a playfully haughty voice "I'm sorry I stole the role from your precious little Beverly." She looked up a little startled and then chuckled some and smiled at me. I then said "Hello, Ms. Sarandon, from one 'Janet Weiss' to another" (referring to The Rocky Horror Picture Show she starred in with Tim Curry at the beginning of her career.) She said "Ahh, were you in that?" And I said "Yes, I was in a local production as Janet Weiss some years ago." So we chatted a few minutes, and I made a comment about her cute little dog, which followed her almost everywhere around set.

Kevin was a treat to meet and work with. He kept making these grunting voices in "drunk" character, even when we weren't filming, and it was making people laugh, especially me. He'd joke with me a little bit and gave me some good advice about my career. He told me that he'd had a similar conversation with Robert De Niro a long time ago, whom he referred to as being very sweet and quiet in contrast to the hot-tempered gangster characters he's played, and that even though he enjoys giving advice to young actors, he never does so unless they ask. I thought that was really cool. I couldn't help but reflect on a few of the times I'd worked with actors whose primary experience came from college and community theatre, but nonetheless, they were just chock-full of expert advice for everyone on topics ranging from method acting to how to play "drunk", "crazy", etc., whether you asked for it or not. It's amazing how much more humble and respectful the truly successful professional actors I've encountered over the years can be. He also told me how he was a bit in awe of John Cleese and Michael Palin (who were already icons due to Monty Python) when he worked with them on A Fish Called Wanda but that they were very sweet.

There was an extra line in the book that I'd remembered, relating to the scene, and I asked him if I should go ahead and add it in or if I should ask first. He told me to go ahead and do it. I told him that I was such a fan of his Oscar-winning performance as "Otto" in A Fish Called Wanda, and I asked him if some of the crazy stuff he did was scripted or if he just did it as improv (for instance, that backward roll he did in John Cleese's driveway.) He said it wasn't scripted. I asked him if he asked the director if it was ok or if he just did it. He said "never ask, just show them." As I continue forward with my career, I'm going to remember that.

We did the scene a few times for different angles of the camera. I only got one note from Richard Glatzer, which was to project my voice just a bit more (it took some doing, being on that big main stage of the Fox Theater.) It was a challenge getting my vocal projection to match against a veteran Broadway actor like Kevin, especially since I wasn't using my own native dialect. When my scenes wrapped, I got the customary applause from the set, but there was just something particularly awesome about seeing Kevin Kline applaud enthusiastically for me. He was very complimentary and encouraging to me the whole time. I couldn't have asked for a better experience, especially working with an actor of his caliber. The whole day was just really cool. After many times of not getting booked on various local theatre productions and low-budget films, it was a very validating experience to not only get booked on a paying SAG movie production but to be trusted to work with a top-notch Hollywood cast using a foreign accent. I couldn't help but think about the times I'd attempt to use an accent for local theatre shows in another town I lived in, and my boyfriend would tell me I needed to keep practicing so I could become better. So I did. And I still do. One thing that I've learned over the years is that you can keep getting your ego assuaged and pampered by filling your resume full of mostly shows and creative works that were produced by friends and family, but not really grow, because they're going to tell you that you're amazing anyway. However, if you really want to feel like a professional in this business, you have to take some risks, force yourself to become better and make rigorous adjustments, even when it's not comfortable, and then put yourself out there to be rejected by strangers who have a lot more to risk, since you're an unknown potential liability. Therefore, when they cast you and put their faith in you, it's far more validating. It may not happen again for a while, but after that booking, I feel like if I could get cast in that one, I can get cast in another one, and so on. When I was at RADA, there were a few people in my training group who didn't handle the blunt British criticism they were given by our drama coach, who was one of the main teachers at this prestigious school which has trained actors such as Alan Rickman, Anthony Hopkins, and Sean Bean, among others. They either got angry or defensive or they cried. One of them got flown back to her country of origin, paid for by RADA, because she was so combative. One girl kept telling the teacher how she was always told she was a "great actor" back home and got upset when the teacher told her she was pretentious and not believable. Her ego was getting in the way. By the time she softened up a little bit and tried to be more malleable and humble, the teacher was already done with her, which was unfortunate, but that's what happens sometimes.

As a cast gift, I gave Kevin and the producer/directors, Wash and Richard, framed copies of the original Broadway playbill for Master of Thornfield, which I made to look authentic and vintage, with Opie's help. We put them in a convection toaster oven for a few minutes to "age" them. I autographed Kevin's (wrote a cheeky note onto it in relation to our characters) and the directors' copies and got Kevin to autograph a copy for me and for a really good theatre friend who's a big fan also.

So, there you have it! The film was in post-production for a few months and then had its world premiere at the 2013 Toronto International Film Festival, which I was invited to attend but sadly couldn't make it, partly due to misplacing my passport and also because I was very close to finishing my pilot training for my checkride. At the end of the day, it was just a missed opportunity to walk the red carpet, and I've walked a few of those already, even if I haven't yet walked the really big ones. It's the opportunities to create and perform an iconic character opposite one of your longtime acting heroes that are far more special. :)

(I added some photos of me with Kevin Kline on set as well as the original photos of Errol Flynn and Jan Brooks during promotion of Master of Thornfield.)

original playbill


Monday, June 29, 2015

A LESSON BY CHANCE - my first 10-minute play as a playwright

So, there was this one time when I wrote a little play...(it was back in 2010, I think?)

It was written by me, memorized by actors, directed, and then performed in front of an audience ALL WITHIN 24 HOURS. Crazy, huh? But we did it!!

The purpose of a 24-hour/10-minute play project is to force yourself to get creative under pressure. We (the playwrights) all had to arrive punctually at a designated place to receive our randomly chosen prop(s) and be assigned to our team of actors. My prop was a ceramic pug! I knew right away that I wanted my play to be a zany family comedy with heart. The premise was about two completely different sisters - the older responsible one vs. the younger free-spirited one - and their lovably eccentric grandfather who raised them (at least until older sister took over.) At the center of the dysfunctional family chaos is Chance - their deceased pet pug who's been stuffed. The play alternates from heated discussions between the sisters to interludes of ceremonial eulogies (led by Grandfather) in honor of Chance, and in its own unique way, this quirky tradition holds the little family together.

It may not have been much, but it was the first time I wrote something creative to be performed in front of an adult group of thespian peers! I was fairly proud of it. Several people came up to me afterwards to tell me mine was the audience favorite! (SMILES) I've been trying for a while now to find the script that I wrote and have not as yet been successful, but I haven't given up trying! In the meantime, though, here are a few pics showing my brilliant cast performing, and lastly, a pic of me with them on stage during talkback! :)



THE GLASS MENAGERIE: Examining How An Individual's Personal Identity and Dreams are Cultivated


People will often choose avocations that help them identify their perceived place in the world, influence how they cope with it, or even reflect an inner desire for an alternate lifestyle than the one they are living. Some enjoy leisurely pastimes, such as origami or knitting. Others may be drawn to more challenging activities, like sudoku. A particular high achiever may take up learning to fly an airplane, not with the intention of flying commercially, but for recreational purposes and even for the satisfaction of completing an elusive lifelong goal. In general aviation, it is not uncommon to meet physicians or engineers who have earned pilot’s licenses. These are people who consistently operate in high pressure settings and then will learn to fly an airplane, which requires sharp mental acuity and focus at all times. In Tennessee Williams’s The Glass Menagerie, there are statements and symbolic examples to be found that show how Tom, Amanda, and the enigmatic Laura could be living their lives vicariously through their hobbies or intense personal interests.

To begin with, there’s Tom, who frequently goes to the movies to stay removed from a world of reality that his family was "somehow set apart from” (121). Tom works daily at a warehouse in order to be the primary provider for the Wingfield apartment in this “dissolving economy” (121). However, he craves travel and adventure, which he does not “have much of at work” (136). He goes to the movies often to escape his dreary reality but becomes restless when he considers “those glamorous people - having adventures - hogging it all” (149). He makes a proclamation that he is “tired of the movies”, and is “about to move”, which he proves when he pulls out a paper showing his membership as part of “The Union of Merchant Seamen” (150).

Amanda’s primary interest is to dominate and control her children so that she can vicariously live the life she felt she was cheated out of when her husband, Tom and Laura’s father, abandoned their family. She desperately worries that Tom will “jeopardize the security” of them all, if he were to lose his job (131). She obsesses about Laura either finishing business school or getting married so that neither of them will become “little birdlike women without any nest - eating the crust of humility all their life” (127).

Lastly, Laura’s preoccupation is her glass menagerie, a very passive hobby, which she polishes and when faced with uncomfortable facts of reality, will reach “for a piece of glass” (128). Perhaps Laura sees herself as part of a menagerie in this city community that is described as “one of those vast hive-like conglomerations” in one of the “overcrowded centers of lower middle-class population” (120). She is comfortable with animals and the “art museum and the bird houses” and pretty things, like the “glass house where they raise the tropical flowers” (127). She hides from reality behind glass, which is fragile and delicately pretty, very reflective of her own existence. Interestingly, her favorite animal in the collection is a unicorn, a creature that in mythical folklore is considered to be symbolic of purity, grace and love, characteristics that Laura herself possesses and desires to have. She likely sees herself as a unicorn in a “world full of common people”, as her love interest Jim puts it, or perhaps she even imagines Jim as the elusive unicorn who will be drawn to her purity and become her true love (159). When Jim dances with her and bumps into the menagerie, causing the horn to break off of the unicorn, Laura comforts herself by the idea that the unicorn “will feel more at home with the other horses, the ones that don’t have horns” (162). The horn breaking off is symbolic also of Laura’s impending loss of innocence and hope, similar to a unicorn being trapped by a dishonest virgin in order to lure it in for hunters who want it for its horn.

Tennessee Williams’s The Glass Menagerie is rich with examples and symbolism of how Laura, Amanda and Tom used their hobbies and pastimes as means of escape from reality and as extensions of the dreams they have of the life they want and of how they wish to be perceived by the world around them.

Works Cited
Williams, Tennessee. “The Glass Menagerie.” Literature: Reading to write. Ed. Elizabeth Howells. New York: Pearson, 2010. 117. Print.