THIS IS MY LIFE NOW: YA The Movie (Part II)

So on my last post I made an attempt to translate the tittle of the film. In fact, the screenwritter and I spent about 2 hours chatting about what the translation would be. 

If i remember right, the one that we thought came closer to the meaning of YA in our context was "THAT'S IT", although on the other side, we hated that it sounded so alike Michael Jackson's documentary: This is it. 

Hence, we still have no idea what of its many translations will eventually embody YA. The good news is that it doesn't matter just quite  yet.

So let's go back to the party.

The small-room-plenty-of-alcohol party.

The small-room-plenty-of-alcohol party where the director said he'd like to see me auditioning for this film.

Now there is something extremely cute and genuine about this story. I met this man while auditioning for a tiny tiny part in a film he was also directing. My part, a waitress, had about 2 snappy appereances in the film and that was it. So I auditioned. He liked it. He asked to see me again for a "call-back". And i was like: "Seriously? A call back for this waitress that has no importance in the story  AT ALL? really?". I was there, ready to convince the director i was perfectly capable to play that part (which didn't even have a name. Well she did: she was called Waitress 1. No jokes). 

At least i got the part, the mini mini part. I was actually really glad about it.

That's how the director thought of me for YA. And i find that so extraordinary. A teeny-weeny role brings to my doorstep the biggest role i've ever played. And that's when it comes very apparent to me that life is made of .... well whatever it may be made of is surely entangled one another, nothing is really isolated, not even our "Topus Uranus". Nothing i feel. And i'm shamely aware i'm not bringing news to any of you lovely readers by saying that. But it did actually made me think of the times when i've said: "No, i don't do this or that". For whatever reason it might have been, i've had times when i just said no. And not once, i thought i was also, indirectly perhaps saying "no" to that thing next to it...

Weeks later my cellphone rings, the number is unknown. I pick up and say hello.

The man i met in that party said he's finished writting the script. "The first stage of the audition is reading the script, outloud, here"- he said. All i said was: yes and,  yes and, yes and (just like the improv. game). 

I was given an autione date. This is how the moon was in march... when i was given my 1st audition date:

 To be continued...