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A Most Wonderful Day

Yesterday I had a great day! I've been having a very rough couple of weeks where I have been greatly depressed about a great number of things, including my acting ability. I have this recurring nightmare that I actually suck and nobody is brave enough to tell me. Well, I received the perfect confirmation that I am exactly where I'm supposed to be yesterday, when I went to some screening auditions for summer work. It was a ridiculous cattle call style audition, with group after group of would-be actors filing in and trying to impress auditors in only 60 seconds that they are good enough to be considered for professional work. It was even scored on a points system, with those receiving the highest points being passed on to the actual audition for professional companies in March. Out of a possible 84 points, I got 83! Here were some of my comments:

"Excellent."

"You are instantly likeable."

"Easy to follow, clearly spoken."

"Well done - you know what you're doing."

I don't reprint these comments to brag or boast. It's just that I wanted you all to know that this was exactly what I needed to hear. I mean, I was thinking a few weeks ago about dropping out of the program because I sucked so bad and couldn't keep up with my fellow classmates. But now I feel very optimistic about my odds of getting professional summer work, the first step towards establishing something of a career. And that was only part of my wonderful day! The rest is a mystery...

Comments

Anonymous said…
Congratulations!
11/12/2006 1:28 PM
Iras Malis Amtephrah Sokatsudo said…
Rock on! Although you'll soon discover that film work can be brutally repetitive...

Congrats.
11/12/2006 5:16 PM
Unknown said…
You know Matt, I've always thought you were a fantastic actor (and instantly likeable to boot!) What my humble opinion means probably adds up to very little, but at least you're getting the necessary recognition. Grats!

PS. January 16th is going to be a big day!
11/13/2006 12:39 PM
Anonymous said…
yay Matt!! glad you had a successful audition! I love hearing how your doing
Connie
11/14/2006 7:34 AM
The Internetter said…
Oh. My. God. I swear to god, I was JUST thinking those exact thoughts. I've been OBSESSED for the last month about dropping out of my own program for the same exact reason. Unfortunately, I have not received any sort of validation whatsoever as you so awesomely have, but who knows, maybe I will eventually.

Way to go!!!!
11/15/2006 2:15 PM
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