Never say that MrsDavy is risk averse.
She is in fact a daredevil, a high wire artiste, a seeker of thrills.
I know all this to be true, contrary to all the evidence of the last 30 years (including her refusal to do any loop the loop roller coaster), because just the other day she read the following article and then gave it to me.
Want to be in a movie with Scarlett Johansson?
New Zealanders have the chance to appear in one of Hollywood actress Scarlett Johansson‘s latest films.
Shooting for Ghost in the Shell is set to start out of Wellington’s Stone Street Studios in January next year.
The DreamWorks Studios film is based on the acclaimed Japanese manga and anime series of the same name, said to be about a cyborg police officer attempting to bring down a villainous computer hacker.
New Zealand Casting director Liz Mullane, who has also worked on Lord of the Rings, The Lovely Bones and The Hobbit, confirmed that a casting call had gone out for extras.
“It is very early on, we aren’t filming until next year, so this is really finding out the type of people that might be interested in all sorts of roles,” Mullane said.
“We are interested in anyone who is interested, the variety of people is massive.”
Well I’m massive. And I can be quite varietous. I’m certainly an extra: the label on my shirts says so, repeatedly.
Ms Johansson is a wonderful, wonderful actor. She is also very beautiful. But back to the acting thing: her breakout role was, of course, Charlotte in 2003’s Lost In Translation. But it was her stint as Purslane Hominy Will in 2004’s A Love Song for Bobby Long that had me convinced: “a redemptive makeover story drenched in alcohol, Southern literature and the damp romanticism of the bohemian lush life in New Orleans” according to the LA Times.
Now she is A-list and commanding (presumably) huge salaries to appear in the Captain America franchise as the Black Widow, which commands all the acting energy of her little finger. And choosing to do just a few little quirky interesting things as well.
Such as Ghost in the Shell. Being filmed in Wellington. Next year.
Now, MrsDavy (the first MrsDavy, that is) may well have been laughing up her sleeve when she showed me that story and suggested that I apply to be an extra. In fact, thinking about it, she is definitely laughing up her sleeve.
But I don’t care, because I have a plan, and then we’ll see who’s laughing.
My plan is that I shall become an extra on the set of this something something film and during the filming of a pivotal scene in whatever whatever, I shall lunge forward towards Ms Johansson and thrust into her hands my script.
It’s about a middle-aged man, let’s call him Ned, who turns his life around with the help and encouragement of his beautiful wife to win not one but two baseball World Series. (Hey, this is Hollywood. Based on a true story. I’m thinking Jack Nicholson for Ned, but would settle for Clooney.)
Of course, this being the movie business, I cannot rule out the possibility (indeed probability), during the subsequent filming of Ned Über Alles on which I will be credited as an executive producer, that Ms Johannson will not fall hopelessly in love with my charm and wit and think my occasional grumpiness absolutely adorable.
These are the risks that MrsDavy is flirting with by showing me such newspaper stories, and she knows it. She’s living on the edge, rolling the dice. Because when eyes meet across a room …