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Creativity starves insanity
Making the worst of a chance off, barely above a myriad of resting screams, a six hour hole blown far and wide into the middle of the day.
Slumming it out on the weekend trains, held to their half hourly departures, six hours in total to and back from the North Sydney Leagues club in Cammeray. Scene of an audition call for a unnamed quiz show. One that should air later in the year. If all at all.
Fifty general knowledge questions of varying degree. What genus be snails and slugs? What year the end of slavery in the US? What's the surname of Rachel from Friends? Since the introduction of Economics, how many Nobel prizes are awarded? Martina Hingis was born in which country? And so on and so forth until the end of the yellow marking sheet.
First round cut-offs claimed those under the 27/50 mark. All but two of the teenagers in the room were out the door. Every one else was a serial offender or just plain over the young Australian age mark.
Snapping photos on a backdrop to a countryside mural, the faces of the people were just itching to outstay their welcome. To drive home any scintillating detail of their life. To hold onto the interview stage for as long as they possibly thought unfit.
Many were talking to the casting people for what seemed well over thirteen minutes or more. No idea how long the rest were at their times. Two minutes and under three to bring out the room time to two hours. Just enough before heading back on the train to ride it all the way home. With a station change in between.
Soon Van - Monday, 18 April 2005 - 13:37
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