Nicholas Cage, not Nicholas Cave (LINK)
March 20th 2008 00:58
Well, you've all heard of Nicholas Cage, right? I keep getting him mixed up Nicholas Cave!
When my son went to casting a few weeks ago for Nick Cage's new movie 'Knowing', I blithley told all the mums in the waiting room it was a movie starring Nick Cage. I admit there was a bit of a strange silence, but I guess I came across so confident and 'knowing' that they swallowed it.
I thought I was right (naturally) and told everyone. Then, at the wardrobe fitting the other day I trotted out my bit of info about the film and one of the mum's ( a blonde Brighton lass, wouldn't you know it?) immediately corrected me loudly and forthrightly ( in the nicest possible way, we are now firm friends!).
"Oh no!" she exclaimed. "Cage. Not Cave!!! There is a bit of a difference!"
Let me tell you, when the agency's ring up for casting, they don't really tell you much, just something like," Your son Michael has been selected to attend a casting at 5pm tomorrow in Port Melbourne, OK? Just put him in something smart casual.."
Of course, you are expected to be there. There is no negotiation for time or place.
When you get to the casting, nobody tells you anything, cept the name of the movie might be up on the roller door.
So I piece together various bits and pieces from stuff I hear.
Today the forthcoming shoot was discussed on 3AW so I thought I could mention it on this blog at last.
It's bound to be in all the local media cos the man in question has just jetted into our fair city today (or so I believe, could be wrong!).
The movie is apparently a science-fiction, Nick CAGE plays the role of a school-teacher at a primary school in Boston ( read Camberwell, Melb ) where they dig up a time-capsule.
The class (which is where my offspring comes in) is comprised of nine year old boys. (local modelling agencies have been 'combed' for a certain type of 'look' in 9 year old boys!)
Apart from that, I know nothing. Oh, it is set in the 1950's?
Anyway, Michael has endured his long hair, desperate for a hair-cut, for weeks now waiting on instructions from wardrobe. This afternoon I have the delightful job of forcing our way through the grid-locked pre-Easter-rush city traffic to be at the studio for his official 'basin hair cut', in preparation for the shoot.
Should be fun.
Do you want me to let you know how the shoot goes, or any other tasty gossip?
When my son went to casting a few weeks ago for Nick Cage's new movie 'Knowing', I blithley told all the mums in the waiting room it was a movie starring Nick Cage. I admit there was a bit of a strange silence, but I guess I came across so confident and 'knowing' that they swallowed it.
I thought I was right (naturally) and told everyone. Then, at the wardrobe fitting the other day I trotted out my bit of info about the film and one of the mum's ( a blonde Brighton lass, wouldn't you know it?) immediately corrected me loudly and forthrightly ( in the nicest possible way, we are now firm friends!).
"Oh no!" she exclaimed. "Cage. Not Cave!!! There is a bit of a difference!"
Let me tell you, when the agency's ring up for casting, they don't really tell you much, just something like," Your son Michael has been selected to attend a casting at 5pm tomorrow in Port Melbourne, OK? Just put him in something smart casual.."
Of course, you are expected to be there. There is no negotiation for time or place.
When you get to the casting, nobody tells you anything, cept the name of the movie might be up on the roller door.
So I piece together various bits and pieces from stuff I hear.
Today the forthcoming shoot was discussed on 3AW so I thought I could mention it on this blog at last.
It's bound to be in all the local media cos the man in question has just jetted into our fair city today (or so I believe, could be wrong!).
The movie is apparently a science-fiction, Nick CAGE plays the role of a school-teacher at a primary school in Boston ( read Camberwell, Melb ) where they dig up a time-capsule.
The class (which is where my offspring comes in) is comprised of nine year old boys. (local modelling agencies have been 'combed' for a certain type of 'look' in 9 year old boys!)
Apart from that, I know nothing. Oh, it is set in the 1950's?
Anyway, Michael has endured his long hair, desperate for a hair-cut, for weeks now waiting on instructions from wardrobe. This afternoon I have the delightful job of forcing our way through the grid-locked pre-Easter-rush city traffic to be at the studio for his official 'basin hair cut', in preparation for the shoot.
Should be fun.
Do you want me to let you know how the shoot goes, or any other tasty gossip?
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