As I sit here, in my underwear, watching the Oscars in between running to the bench every few minutes for a set of [painful] incline crunches, I started thinking. More, reflecting. Actually, either-or, I don't think there's a different. I don't remember if it was during DiCaprio and Gore's treehugging or Ben Affleck's head floating on stage to present that I fully realized what I wanted to do.
Ultimately, I know that that's where I want to be. The Oscars. And I set a goal, a time span. Within the next two Oscars, I'll be there. Nominated within three, win within four. Now when I say `within,` that could be anytime before the maximum. I know how presumptuous that sounds, but I honestly never saw it like that. It's more confidence. My ability to have the opposite of something I want to happen, happen, after thinking about it too much, discouragingly enough, still doesn't cancel out the fact that it's something that I REALLY want, something I want more than anything.
How will I get there? That's the [multi-]million dollar question, isn't it? I wanna play it smart. I look at what other actors have done, and where their career is right now and I realized there's certain things I could do to avoid the pitfalls of joining the ranks of the mediocre. Like the two potential projects I have in the works [which I have to admit, this whole waiting process is a killer], to the step-up soap, I'll never regret these early roles. Gotta start somewhere, right? I already figured out I can't be like one of those people who get `discovered` randomly. It's not like I go to Manhattan frequently enough to walk around and look pretty.
I can't tell you how much I was interested in the role of the Prince in the Prince of Persia movie that up until a couple months ago, was just an idea. Then all of a sudden, Jerry Bruckheimer's on board, Disney's producing, and it became mild speculation that some Australian cat was cast as the Prince. Of Persia. At first, I thought that it could've been my launching pad. My Titanic, my Spider-Man, my Aquaman [like the Vinny Chase before me.] I wanted to rush out and get an agent, convince him/her to get me an audition and then pray to high Heaven my phone rings afterwards. Then soon as I heard Disney was in the mix, I almost shot myself in the foot. Disney wants to turn it into their next franchise cash cow after Depp wraps the Pirates trilogy. And three PoP games in the series just makes sense since Bruckheimer's flick is `The Sands of Time,` the first.
Where would that have left me? The last thing I want to do is end up like that gay Harry Potter kid. Has he done ANYTHING else? I don't want to be seen as `that guy that did that one thing.` I believe in diversifying myself. I want to reach those Oscar heights. Sure, this could be a monumental career boo-boo. But, whatever. It's not about money, it's about notoriety. If Nalini's cousin, Frankie, the director, says he has a role in mind for me when he get back from filming in Guyana, I'll more than likely do it for nothing.
I think that at this point, experience is worth more to me than gold. And in order to be truly great, there's certain qualities I need to garner and certain standards I need to set.
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