To
paraphrase Rick’s description of Renault in Casablanca, filmmaking is
like any other job, only moreso.
Did you choose this job because you don’t want to have a boss? Well I have bad news for you, you won’t
have one boss, you’ll have dozens, and many of them will be ten
times as arrogant, exploitative and contemptuous as the worst boss you’ve ever had.
Above all else, beware of this: Hollywood
producers, agents, stars, directors, etc., are some of the most thin-skinned
people in the world. On those
lucky occasions that one of them offers you an opportunity, it’s ridiculously
easy to blow it. They have a lot of unspoken rules, and
it’s not hard to break one, which will be the last you ever hear
from them. The sense of entitlement these people have is overwhelming.
Remember, these people are constantly pestered by job-hopefuls who have
memorized everything about them and are desperate
to be part of their world. On one
level they find these people really annoying and try to avoid them, but on the
other hand, they also come to take them for granted…they have unconsciously
concluded that there must be a good reason why all these people are obsessed
with them.
Inevitably,
they internalize the assumption that everybody
out there on the street knows everything about them, including their tastes and
preferences, their contact info, where they hang out, etc, which helps explain why power-people
are so bizarrely uncommunicative. It takes a Herculean effort to get them to
confirm the day, date, time, place and
address of a meet-up. If they
mention the name of a restaurant to meet, you’re just supposed to know where
that is, and if there’s more than one location, you’re supposed to be able to
guess which one they prefer. If
you don’t, you’ll have to badger their assistant to get that information, and
the assistant will be even more contemptuous. They know
everything about their boss, so why don’t you??
And by the
way, the super-hip places they want to meet invariably have no street signs whatsoever—restaurants without signs, private clubs without signs, even hotels without signs. They don’t even notice that these elite
places are designed to be completely invisible from the street and it would
never occur them that this might not be the best place to meet someone for the
first time. You’ve been there
before, right? Everybody goes there.
Most of all,
these people assume that everybody
will be agog when hearing their voice on the phone. They’ve gotten so used to hushed awe that anything else
seems downright contemptuous. The
last three people they spoke to were in awe of them, so who the hell are you to
act differently?
The trick is
to always be deferential, but never dazzled. Profoundly respect their power and their peculiarities, but don’t surrender
your self-respect. Yes, you should be
grateful these power-people are giving you some of their genuinely valuable time, but keep looking for the opportunity to quietly prove you’re good enough to be there. The trick is to prove your excellence in a way that doesn’t even remotely smell like insolence.
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"The trick is to prove your excellence in a way that doesn’t even remotely smell like insolence."
Awaiting the Roman-a-clef version of said scenario in an addendum to this addendum.
When I figure it out I'll let you know.
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