Happy Halloween!

What can I say? There's something very disturbing about this festival. Liberating, perhaps, but disturbing nonetheless...



That's me on the left, Scary Spice in the middle and William the soldier on the right. William's a real soldier. I'm not really a mullett and Scary's not really a woman. But you already knew that. My point is, Will's outfit doesn't count. He should've worn the Tina wig. Or a dress. Or at least some snappy glasses. That would be an outfit. But you can't just come as yourself. It may be my first ever dress-up Halloween, but I'm laying down the rules, people. I think it's fair. I mean, if I was a janitor, I couldn't come dressed in my overalls, now could I? Well, could I?

I suppose I could, but people would laugh. Or stare. For all the wrong reasons. Nobody laughed at the soldier. Maybe that's cos he said he was a marine. Come to think of it, maybe Will's outfit's juuuust fine. There. He can wear that 24-7-365 for all I care. I'll polish his shoes.

Well, maybe that's going too far. I might get him another beer, though...

Wrapped at Last!

Finally returned to LA after nearly 6 weeks in New Jersey. The weather fought us, but we battled through and wrapped love story "Greetings From the Shore". Incredible cast and crew.


The fabulous, funny & talented Kim, laid back warmth of David, charming Ron, ever cool Lars, Captain Greg, Commander Gab, kick-ass Heather & Jason, super-talented Kaela, Kjerstin, PJ, Mary, Marilyn, Ande and the multitude of others - you will be missed!

As will the beautiful sunsets, deserted streets, poached eggs on raisin toast, Eckerds (the store that keeps on giving), beer & popcorn at Crab's Claw, picture postcard days and moonlit poker nights. Thanks for everything...

Greetings

In beautiful Lavallette, New Jersey for a month. Working on indie feature Greetings From the Shore, a coming of age love story. I'm playing Sasha, a gritty Russian migrant worker of sorts. Incredible location, but this place is a ghost town out of season. Shops closed, no cars on the road, empty houses. Quite bizarre. It feels like some airborne virus wiped everyone out, and I woke up to discover I'm the last one on the planet. Last night I walked to the bar in town for "karaoke EVERY wednesday!", only to discover it was empty and karaoke was cancelled. It was disappointing to say the least. There's only so much mini golf a grown man can play before he snaps...

Sin City

Ah, Vegas! What can I say after my first visit? Out of the great flatness rise a dozen square blocks of towering kitch excess. Overwhelmingly tacky and yet strangely compelling, it's a testimony to too much money, not enough taste and the desire to give the already-wealthy your own money too. It's a marvellous achievement.

Sidestepping the casinos (or at least walking through them to get to the other side), we saw Cirque du Soleil's magnificent "O", which puts all other performers (ie: me) to shame for their laziness and lack of athletic prowess. A flight over the Grand Canyon was equally humbling, with it's sheer beautiful greatness. Oh- and the Paris isn't a bad hotel, complete with a 50 story Eiffel, dodgy fake French accents and the simple pleasures of pain au chocolat...

Lights Out!

What a kick - had the incredible opportunity to act with Donald Sutherland yesterday on new TV series Commander in Chief. The man is as charming as you'd expect and a consummate pro. It didn't hurt that his right hand woman was played by the gorgeous Natasha Henstridge. It all went swimmingly until the "reporters'" camera flashes went off like an armed assault. Flashed my line right outta my head. Nice. Clearly I need more red carpet training to equip me for this. Never thought I'd say this, but I have new respect for politicians, who manage to respond at all to questions inspite of the disco light show!

It's not Dirty - It's Castle Clean!

Have been a bit lax on updates, as I've been working in Prague for the past 2 weeks. Beautiful as always. Can't talk about the project, except to say the people were great.

I walked the cobbled streets till my feet ached, ate like a king, drank way too much red wine, learned a smattering of Czech and Russian, saw the most beautiful old buildings, beautiful young women and enough marionette puppets to start a small wooden army.

Thanks to Inna, Ivan, James, Igor, Sasha, Chris, Jamey, Scott, David, Otto, Craig, Tomas, Humphrey, Larry#1, Larry#2 and everyone else for making the mayhem memorable.

In the movie of life, may you never hear hear "stoplisme"!

Number 1

British based Bond fansite, Mi6, interviewed me recently about voicing the character of Number 1 (aka Blofeld) for the video game Goldeneye: Rogue Agent. Dunno why anyone would be interested, but nice to know someone is! It was a great gig, especially since it was matching a character I'd grown up with (so to speak- I'm not completely insane, thank you). Mi6 Interview.