A Tiny Tale to Chill the Bones of Any Actor
Once upon a time not so very long ago there was an actor. He had been popular on stage and screen from the early Seventies through to the end of the Eighties and had made a great amount of money in that period, but eventually his career and spirit flagged.
Where once he had had confidence unbounded he now shivered and shook when even the idea of performing entered his mind. Not to mention that casting directors seemed to have lost his agent’s number the agent, meanwhile, had joined a certain cult, and was more interested in serving a not-at-all fictional alien named Testi than serving his clients – some of whom had passed from this mortal coil waiting for the telephone to ring.
Years passed and the actor lived a peripatetic existence flitting from abode to abode, country to country, lover to lover.
Then one day, when his not-inconsiderable fortune had dwindled to a not-so-considerable one, the actor became possessed with the need to Act despite his undiminished fear…
Blessings to you!
Much better image than mine. May I purloin and replace?
Of course! Please do 🙂 . Cinematographer Desmond Dickenson.
May more blessings be heaped upon you for so graciously allowing this. 😀
And to you, my sister across the sea!
I assume it’s the back of Larry.
Oh yeah, did you see this quote in The Express? “In other words, in the theatrical world known for its lavish public gushing and generosity, Olivier wasn’t so much Lord Luvvie as Baron Bitchy.” Simon Edge… What say you?
I didn’t see it but I can well believe it. I think it was his insecurity.
Bravo to all involved in the creating and sharing of this utterly ghoulish tale! Certainly Head’s Off, er, I mean Hat’s Off to you Mr. K!
Like the best scary stories its emotional core is dead on. I just about flipped when I saw it. Thanks to George and Sarah!
It is to *blush*! Thank you, ladies!
It’s harsh when there’s not a single part left for an old actor. 😉
Ha!
I second that “ha” and add a bwahaha!
I can’t top that.