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Sep 29, 2010
@ 12:19 pm
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Strange

I went to the weirdest audition the other day. I went in to read for the part of a love interest opposite this young woman. We got our sides and just went for it. The casting director stopped us immediately and told me to make love to her mind. I said “ok”. I didn’t want to seem as though I didn’t know what that meant. We proceeded and he stopped me again. He gave the same note and asked if I knew how to make love to the mind. I said in a sarcastic tone “yeah”. We were off one more time and after she read her line I just stared. He let this go one for about fifteen seconds until he told me to leave. I said my character was telepathic but, he wasn’t having it. I then tried to make love to his mind to convince him to let me stay. He wasn’t having that either. I think he was blocking me.