If you’re a wannabe writer like I am, ideas will sometimes just hit you. You may spend months or even years properly working out character, structure and overall message. Or it may come to you instantly, and you have a story within a few hours. In September of 2016, I was watching the Amy Adams film Junebug. Despite her Oscar nominated performance, the film didn’t really hold my attention. For some reason I imagined a scenario where two people had just had some kind of fight, and one of them came home drunk or sick or in some kind of distress. Despite their fight, the other rushed to help immediately. I was more intrigued by this than the movie I was watching (though I did finish it). It may have been the next day or the day after where I decided to sit down and work out what this story would be.
On one of the last nights of King Lear, Brian from NoWiFi messaged me about a short that was filming next week. They needed an American and since I was the next best thing, I offered to become a fake yank for the day. I read the script while still crashing with Kevin – a comedy about an elderly man in a small town who’s never really lived. One day he meets a wild and crazy American who convinces him to kick up his heels and take a trip around the world. There’s just one thing; the guy lives in a box. And his name is Jack.
Ah, Shakespeare; the only thing on the planet that’s more quotable than Mean Girls. Like most people my age, I had to do Shakespeare in school. The plays I did were The Merchant of Venice, Romeo & Juliet and King Lear. The last one is important – because I revisited it again this year. It was sometime back in June that I saw a casting call for an adaptation of one of Shakespeare’s four great tragedies. I’d always enjoyed the story when I did it in school, and as fate would have it, had skimmed through its TV Tropes page recently – so I was still familiar with the general idea. One of the parts being advertised was the Duke of Albany. He was my favourite character, so a part of me said “well why not?” and applied for the hell of it.
Going all the way back to March, I saw a casting call for something called Crawlers. They said they were looking for Americans and I happily volunteered with about three clips of me demonstrating said accent. I got an email back saying “actually, I think I want you for the barman instead”. Filming was timed with the very day I was due to fly out to New York – but either luckily or unluckily there were weather warnings so that meant filming was postponed. So I still had my part, and I got to tell everyone about my trip to Hooters.
I couldn’t rest on my laurels for Worth Fighting For even for a second, since I
had to immediately get home. I crammed some dinner into me at 11 (darn
shirtless scenes!), made sure I had everything packed for the morning and took
half a sleeping pill to ensure that I would not be like a zombie. The music video
was for an up-and-coming band called Stolen City – and I was to be one of three
thugs bullying a transgender girl. Call time was for 8 am, so it was the 6:15 bus
from Ashford to meet everyone in the city. The producer Shireen Langan met
me at Connolly, along with Dave McCabe the lead guitarist and Jamie
O’Herlihy – who would be the protagonist of the video. While in the car,
Shireen showed us a clip of the band’s previous music video for “Miles”, to show an
example of the director’s work. Within ten seconds, I got very excited.
Are you sitting comfortably? I’m here to tell you a story. It’s about a young writer, actor and a bunch of other things that aren’t really relevant. Situated in Wicklow, he made the odd decision to go to film school in Carlow of all places. Seemed like a good idea at the time – until college ended and he moved back to Wicklow. There he found that when he got ideas for film scripts, he had trouble rustling a crew together – as most of his contacts lived in the Carlow/Kildare region. After well over a year of failed projects that never got off the ground, he was well and truly in a rut. Then one day he saw three words online that would change his life: