Please, No Photographs.
[This is the last of five essays (https://snzltr.blogspot.com/search/label/zoe) intended as a sort of love letter to Francis Ford Coppola's Zoetrope.com Virtual Studio, which is closing tonight, after a glorious 25-year run. Thanks, Francis - you improved a whole lotta lives!]
In 2006, someone on the Zoetrope boards posted the link to a Variety article, announcing a new TV pilot by Kevin Williamson (Dawson's Creek, Scream 1-4, The Vampire Diaries). Shooting was set to take place in the city where I was working as the Online Editor for Palm Springs Life magazine. After doing some digging, I realized I could audition for an under-three-line acting gig. The experience would be good fodder for PSL's online magazine "The Life," so I went for it.
Gail O'Grady (NYPD Blue's Donna Abandando) was one of the stars of Hidden Palms, and she had an ice-tea-sipping interlude with two other women on a country-club patio. Look for me and my blue polo shirt - it plays a crucial backup rôle in that scene.
Side note: The director moved me around many times, probably looking for the precisely-right combination of Gail's lovely blonde hair and the blue of my shirt: "Hey, you in the blue polo, move right a bit." After a couple of orders like that, the AD came over and asked for my name. For the rest of the scene (45 minutes of on-and-off filming), it was: "Hey Alan, move right a bit." By the end of the scene, you'll notice that I was on the other side of Gail's head. The director treated me well, for a lowly day player. I was the envy of all the other extras. 😉
Video: http://9TimeZones.com/cz.htm

Celebrating A Volcanic Eruption Of Creativity
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The Inside Pitch.

Here's the DVD description: "This Emmy nominated, award winning program is a fast paced, engaging way to learn the art and business of selling a script in Hollywood. An American Idol for screenwriters, this program appeals to anyone interested in the behind the scenes workings of the movie business. The program features ICM executives, Christopher Lockhart and Jack d’Annibale fielding aspiring screenwriter's pitches and giving their honest, sometimes harsh, but often hilarious critiques."

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Books 'R' Us.
In early 2004, a Zoetrope.com member posted a link to a "Librarian For A Day" writing contest on the discussion board. Anikó promptly submitted her essay, a touching paean to libraries in general, and to Glendale's in particular. During July 2004, we moved two hours east, out into the Palm Springs area. Near the end of October 2004, when Woman's Day magazine notified Anikó that her essay had been chosen from 500 submissions to receive one of their two Grand Prizes, they assumed her day as a librarian would be spent at our new local library.

It was an eye-opening day, full of positive energy that kept sparking more and more good vibes. One small example: the library's collection of Magyar books (which had recently eased Anikó's transition into American culture) had been painstakingly assembled years ago by an employee who hailed from Budapest... and Kati was now able to hear firsthand about the extraordinary impression her efforts had made on a fellow Hungarian.
According to WD's photojournalism crew, their magazine has over 20 million readers. Anikó's two-page layout appeared in their March 8, 2005 issue.
PS: Anikó just told me that she remembers the makeup artist WD hired for her: "The first and only time in my life that I didn't have to do my own face! They even gave me fake eyelashes - Woo-Hoo!!"
More details: http://9TimeZones.com/a/wd.htm

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The Hungarian Connection(s).

(II) During the summer of 2002, my new wife received an eMail from the production staff at Frei Dosszié (Dossier). They had seen her interview in Hungary's leading cyber-issues magazine, and wanted to tape a segment about us for an upcoming broadcast on "Sex & Love." To them, our transatlantic courtship sounded exotic.

Tamás certainly impressed me: he speaks four languages fluently, and has interviewed Nobel Prize winner Nelson Mandela, Russian President Mikhail Gorbachev, German Chancellor Helmut Kohl, the Maharaja of Jaipur, computer mogul Bill Gates, Tom Hanks, Bruce Willis, Antonio Banderas, Sharon Stone, Danny DeVito, David Duchovny, David Copperfield, director Oliver Stone, tenor Luciano Pavarotti, and the entire cast of Desperate Housewives... among many others.
So a foreign celebrity was visiting our home. Our interviews didn't take very long to shoot, but we spent the next nine grueling hours with László Balassa, Frei's director of photography. László was in charge of shooting the segment's background footage and went to extraordinary lengths to get it. I vaguely remember him hanging outside the window of our car while taping some roller-coaster views on the hairpin mountain curves up in Angeles Crest. He was grinning madly and shouting, "Faster, faster!"
The segment aired in Hungary on November 4, 2002, and my Budapest in-laws had a *lot* to talk about for the next few months.
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Fifteen Seconds - More Or Less.

So I figured, "What the heck, send her an eMail."
Much to my surprise, she flew me up to Oakland (from L.A.), after a series of phone chats. She even sent a driver across the bridge, to bring me into San Francisco.
Cool. I felt like a V.I.P.
I arrived in the morning, but their taping wasn't scheduled until late afternoon, so I cruised around the city, visiting some old friends from my Haight-Ashbury-urban-commune daze. They were very patient with my blatant attempts to show off.
Later, we shot at least 30 minutes of video down near the Pier 40 Marina. I was a babbling idiot for most of that time, but luckily Shirin only needed about 10 or 15 seconds from me, to plug into a much longer piece about Francis Ford Coppola and his Zoetrope Virtual Studio. So during the mid-February CNBC cable/satellite network broadcast, I actually sounded like a normal human being.
Yup, thanks to Shirin's editing skills, my 29 minutes and 45 seconds of babbling had been left on the cutting-room floor.
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