Until I was about 21, I thought I was going to be a rock star. Until I was 28, I thought I was going to make movies and TV for a living. Until I was ____, I thought I was going to be a professional computer nerd. — Life has taken a lot of twists ...
I haven’t posted an update on the whole SAG-not-having-a-contract thing in a while since SAG was mired in infighting and nothing was really happening. Then the board removed the executive director and chief negotiator about a month ago and replaced them with people who were more willing to make a deal and avoid a strike. ...
This year, I’m thankful for: My job, because it’s nice to have a job I like, let alone any job whatsoever after spending a third of the year unemployed My family for being understanding about me not schlepping my ass to the East Coast for a whopping two days of family time. My friends, for ...
I don’t know if it’s been reading about the potential SAG strike or the fact that we’re going to have a double-unit Monday to welcome us back from Thanksgiving, but apparently my problem of grinding my teeth has gotten a bit worse. And by “a bit worse” I mean, goddamn, the tendons in my jaw ...
You know, if you’re a federal mediator and you give up on trying to get SAG and the studios to agree to something after TWO DAYS, you’re not very good at your job. I seriously can’t believe we’re about to go into another round of this craziness.
Trying to explain why, even though it does not appear the Screen Actors’ Guild is actually going to strike anytime soon, I am frustrated with the lack of progress in the talks, is a little hard to explain. The stalemate has brought all feature production to a grinding halt, and because of the weird timing ...
It’s always fun to read a story in Variety and, before reaching the end of it, start mentally calculating how much plasma and/or heroin I’ll need to sell to make rent.
Why can’t strikes here be like French strikes? They’re going to have a TV strike, but it’s been announced well in advance and is only lasting one day. I’d rather that sort of strike than the sort I fear we’re about to have. The sort where I look at my pile of old shoes and ...
I suppose I should say something here before it starts, since I will likely be sucked into a black hole for a couple months once it does: I’ve got a new job starting Wednesday. I’m leaving the HBO pilot I’m on as a PA up in Santa Clarita to work on a Fox pilot as ...
Depending on who you read, talks between the AMPTP and the Screen Actors’ Guild either ended without a deal or completely fucking imploded tonight. You know it’s serious when Nikki Finke breaks out the clip-art alarm bells. So now, we’re staring down the barrel of another potential strike, this time by the Actors. A smaller ...