A few years ago, I was asked to help out a friend by doing
something that I had never done before.
Now, to say that I was apprehensive was an understatement. I would be taking (for me at that time) a big
chance, putting myself out there in a way that I never had before. I was opening myself up for all kinds of
abuse and judgment, which could have destroyed me. But a friend needed my help,
and though I was a terrible person 85% of the time back then, I helped out.
I agreed to be an actor in his student film.
I have always been a bit of a movie nut, and this was a
chance to see things from the other side of the camera, to coin a phrase. It
was enlightening. I understood a little better how things worked, and saw how
hard it can be. The experience gave me a healthier respect for what my friend
Eric did, and also made me want to kill him and his co-director/writer Rob. So,
it was a typical movie shoot, from the things I have read.
One of the other friends I worked with on this movie was Ed,
who sadly passed away a few years ago. I had known Ed for a few years when we
made this movie. He was a bastard at times (so was I), and for all of the years
that we knew each other, there were instances that we wanted to kill each
other. When I watched the film again, it brought back a lot of memories of him…
some good and some not so good, but that’s how life is. But that’s how it is
supposed to be with brothers. He was the
other brother that I never wanted, but got anyway.
