A few months ago, I finally met Devon in person at Warner Bros. Studios in Burbank when I auditioned for a role in a short film that she was casting (pictured above was my view as I left the parking structure that day). The role was that of a dark character who was a "mob boss" of sorts and the scene I read required me to swear and threaten someone's life (might have had to kill the person, I can't remember).
Anyway, when I was preparing for the audition, more than one person commented, "How are you going to pull this off? You are too much of a nice guy and a bit of a push over."
I assured each person that they were wrong and that they hadn't seen my darker side because I keep it contained, then jumped in my suit and drove up to LA.
Honestly, I never expected to get the role. I was just doing this for fun and didn't even think I really looked the part. If anything, I probably look more Russian mafia than Italian mafia with my beard.
I was in and out of the audition fairly quickly, a bit nervous about how I did and barely getting to meet Devon as she had a job to do. Sometime within the next day or so, I got a message from her that I "did a great job" and I found that very encouraging, but was again not surprised when I was not cast for the role.
Fast forward to today and we find Devon and I walking back from the coffee shop. I asked her about the audition, wanting to know if I really did a good job, or if she was just saying that to be nice to me at the time.
"I really meant it," she replied. "You were actually in the top picks, but you didn't fit the look. Both Sarah and I agreed that you were a good actor, but too much of a teddy bear."
"A teddy bear?" I laughed.
"Yeah," Devon continued with her patented sparking smile. "Sarah even wrote in the margin her notes 'teddy bear' while you were in the middle of auditioning."
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