Originally posted on September 12, 2011
Back
in my early assistant days, I had the opportunity to help cast porn
stars for the series I worked on. One of the characters on the series
was watching porn in a scene and we had to cast the actors for that film
within a film. Two girls, and one guy, if memory serves correct. Sounds
fun, right?
One
of my first OMG casting moments happened when a male porn star asked me
to pick which headshot to give the producers. The producer’s
assistant’s desk was right outside the audition room and the assistant
was sitting at it, so she got to help pick as well. The actor set out
four or five photos for us to choose from, all of them showcasing his
major asset, if you know what I mean. If my face looked anything like
the assistant’s did, I don’t know how the actor managed to keep a
straight face. I quickly pointed to one of the pictures, pretending to
be unfazed by the whole thing, and took him into the room. When I came
back out, the assistant's jaw was still on the floor.
Little
did I know, this would be NOTHING compared to the things I would
encounter in the years to come. But I’ll save those stories for another
day.
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