Anxiousness and Despair: Words En Route [Travelogue]

Airports are all the same.  Whether your in Spokane or Seoul,  it really makes no difference at all.  Half a day ago I was sitting outside the international drop off site at San Francisco International.  Now I am writing from a marble floor in the Incheon Airport in Seoul, South Korea.  Using an airport as a judgement of a location can create a terrible sense of idealisms.  Red Bull is still expensive, and you can’t smoke anywhere!  You’re going to pay 7 dollars for a sandwich you could make at home for 65 cents.  Getting drunk in an airport is only for the upper middle class and above, as it would cost an entire paycheck to accomplish that feet!

But, alas, a long day of traveling has come and gone.  A quick jump from Spokane down to San Fran, and then the longest damn flight I have ever had the “privilege” in taking part of from San Fran to Seoul.  11 hours in a confined space.  4 movies, 2 dinners, and probably 45 minutes of something maybe resembling sleep.  And all of that time.  All of that time of anxiousness or despair.  I chose despair.  I usually do.  I closed my eyes to sleep and saw the face of my wife and my three kids, and my heart began to sink when I realized that, here I was, abandoning them all once again, and I thought I might cry.  I’m hardly ever anxious upon leaving the country, it’s usually my route back that makes me anxious and irritated at every little set back imaginable.

a little bit of 30 Rock over the Pacific. Just like home!

I anticipated a long flight, and did my best to prepare myself.  But, I would be a liar if I said I didn’t find it to be “that bad”.  If it makes me weak to hate 11 hours of sitting in a small space, then so be it.  I was thankful to have an aisle seat, although it was almost debunked by the other side of me, a Frenchman with a terrible attitude.  I avoided all temptation to simply order as many cocktails as I could before I passed out, and opted for Ginger Ales to even avoid caffeine in hopes that the 2 hours of sleep I had in almost two days would pay itself off.  I guess it wasn’t meant to be.  I could barely doze.

But, I arrived in Korea, made it through immigrations and customs (which by the way, is so more lax that coming into the States, which many of you will probably wet yourself knowing) to find out that I have to wait for a bus, coming in three hours.  I made a few feeble attempts at getting ahold of Melissa via Facebook, and eventually got the bright idea to charge my phone on my computer, which has an astoundingly great battery life.  I made what was probably a ten dollar phone call to my sleepy wife (it may be 5 p.m. here, but I am in the future), told her I missed her like hell already.  For those of you who mock modern technology and our utter and stupefying dependence upon it, try doing what I do, and you will see why it is so special.

But, alas, here I am in a damn Airport again.  I’ve been trying to contemplate how much of my life I have spent in Airports.  Technically, I am in a whole new country, right?  My seventh country!  But, no, this is an airport.  In an hour or so, I will be touring the country/city side via a tour bus, just as I have done across the state of Wisconsin, the country of Kuwaitt, and more.  I guess that will bring me closer to Korea.  But, I should fret not, I have an entire year in this place.  A place I really don’t want to be, but continue to vow to myself to try to make the best of the experience.  Or as my dear friend Chris Eaves would say, “find some happiness”.

Later…..

I arrived at Osan Air Base.  An hour and half bus ride completely evaporated into time.  I hardly remember a damn thing.  I actually strained to keep my eyes open as we passed the bright lights of Seoul.  But, I could not fight the urge to sleep for at least a while.  I knew I would be back.  Sleep was necessary, ogling was a privilege.  I chose what was necessary.  I moved into a hotel in Songtan, and began the route of finding happiness.  Like a slow dog in the hot rain, I drag on.

Neil Nathan: Sweep The Nation [Album]

A couple of years ago, singer/songwriter Neil Nathan blessed us with a beautiful album of melodies and well-timed progression changes that was easily became of the finest albums I heard back then, and still continues to find its regular rotation in my iTunes library.  And now, Neil is back.  But the man who once made “Do Ya”, a track that should be a staple at every wedding across the planet, has a new sort of progression.  Yes, this light-hearted strum master is back, but with a vengeance.

Neil Nathan’s new album Sweep The Nation is an all out, tooth to the curb attack and acknowledgement of the corruption and greed that emulates the modern society that has been slowly but surely destroying our way of life.  Sweep The Nation is definitely a beautiful call to arms for the common man, and begging them to stand for themselves against the tyranny that surrounds us.  And dammit does it sound great.  Neil’s voice is just as majestic when he is angry as it is when he is in love.  And although Nathan’s regular fan base my not be used to the intensity factor he spews out on a track like his cover of Lou Reed’s “There Is No Time”, everyone is going to dig it regardless of what they are used to.

If there is one thing that can be continually affirmed about Neil Nathan, it is that he is a very passionate man.  Whether he is confessing is love for a devoted woman, or expressing his contempt for a torn apart nation, Neil is a strong-willed and amazing talent that we are fortunate enough to have around these days.  And whether or not you like him better at his quieter times, or in all out attack mode, this cat is going to entertain you, make you think, and divulge the truest of human emotions one could ever have.  Guaranteed.

Ronnie Fauss: I Am The Man You Know I’m Not [Album]

A good storyteller is a gift from God or earth or sea, wherever the hell you believe great talent comes from these days.  But, what seems to make the finest story to be told?  Is it a psychological analysis of the intrapersonal relationships human beings manifest for or in spite of one another?  Why, actually, no.  No, it takes realism.  It’s tales of love, loss, hate, loathing, joy, happiness, togetherness, etc, etc.  You know, all of those things that make us real people!  The average human emotions brought on my our own psyche or personal triumph or torment.  Basically, the tales of all of us!  Just be real!  And few people understand this art of story crafting that Dallas based singer/songwriter Ronnie Fauss.

Fauss has demonstrated his folk and old school country influence on three previous E.P.’s before his most recent debut album I Am The Man You Know I’m Not.  This gritty debut laced with fairy tales for the wicked, and love ballads for the empty hearted lover in all of us is a spectacular display of the old day’s influence on modern musicians, and how an old soul like Fauss can bring out the best of all words.  This is an album that is so full of life that is hard to try to find a stand out track.  With a the voice of Bradley Wik, and the soul of Corey Chisel, Fauss is a man that deters regularities.  Although, a stand out track of sorts would definitely have to be “This Year”, a beautiful ditty about the yearning and hope for better days, and that moment before it all comes tumbling down on your poor sad heart.

As Fauss plucks away at that good old fashion and recognizable country twang, he sings songs about the places where dreamers go to die, and the pretty ladies vanish from their ordinary days to relinquish their daily misery.  The entire world is a dusty bar with peanut shells and bottle caps on the floor when you are listening to a Ronnie Fauss record.  And I can’t think of a better place to die, live, breath.

Thom Carter: All That You Love Is All That You Are [Album]

How is it possible, really?  When you think you’ve heard the best of an artist (especially when they have dozens of pieces of work to their credit), they simply continue to impress you and make you reflect everything you have ever known, seen, heard, in your own short plane of existence.  Thom Carter is no stranger to Trainwreck’d Society, and is definitely not a stranger to my own musical criticisms.  I have been listening to this man for many years, and his ever evolving and beautiful ways and means simply never ceases to amaze me.  And as a self proclaimed Thom Carter enthusiast, I am here to say this…..Thom Carter’s release All That You Love Is All That You Are is his finest work to date, and definitely one of the finest albums of 2012.

His voice just brushes over you like a desired lace quill.  His piano work is a blessing that impacts you with each and every push.  His signature folky guitar work spills out like a fine wine begging to make you drunk.  With each and every track on All that You Love Is All That You Are, the enticement ensues and fills a void you probably didn’t even know you needed filled.  Feeling misery whilst listening to a Thom Carter album should be entirely impossible.

Each track on this album is pretty long, but definitely not drawn out.  Carter packs an impressive amount of punch into an 8 minute or so segment and still manages to leave you yearning for more.  All That You Love Is All That You are is definitely a perfect demonstration of the work of a man who has never failed to impress you with each and every release he puts out.  Yes, Britain’s own indie king has done it again, and has created his finest record to date.  To date, because he seems to only be getting better and better with each passing year.  The future is definitely bright for Mr. Carter.

Thom Carter: Pussycat Tales [Album]

Once again proving himself as one of the most versatile musicians in the world, Thom Carter has another wonderful release for you fine folks, with a brand new instrument to be showcase.  Well, new for this guy.  He seriously plays a hundred different instruments, and probably invented a few of his own.  Yes, on Pussycat Tales, we hear Thom bust out the ukulele for 5 quick, and dare I say sassy, tracks for your listening pleasure.

It really doesn’t matter what exactly Thom Carter is singing about.  He’s always going to to entertain, and basically make you feel great, and right in place wherever you are at any given moment.  Pussycat Tales rightfully seems like a project that was simply a fun afternoon with a man who obviously seems to know what it takes to make a person smile.  This is a quality we could really use more of these days.  Yes, the hardest working man in indie rock has done it again.  And now he has a batch of tracks that you very well be able to sing to your kids, and let them enjoy some enlightenment in the indie rock world as well!

Thom Carter has been a busy man in 2012, just like every other year.  This is third release this year only under his given name.  And at least 4 other albums under his numerous monikers.  This is a man who simply doesn’t quit.  He has had an illustrious career that exemplifies exactly what it means to be a hard working artist these days.  And Pussycat Tales, no matter what name he releases it under, is another fine example of the beauty and magnificent bevy of emotions that Thom Carter continues to give to the world with each and every piece of musical goodness he leaves for the world.

Easter Egg

Cold Specks [North American Tour]

Creating a beautiful song is a tough job in itself.  But, creating a continuous amount of heart-felt, inspiring, and also beautiful songs can seem almost entirely impossible.  But, then you hear a singer/songwriter like Cold Specks, who makes it seem so natural, and hope can fill the vacant void in your soul once again.  And throw in the intoxicating and raspy yet light-hearted vocals Al Spyx gloriously holds, and you simply just can not go wrong.

And much to the delight of this beastly American, this UK based troubadour and a few friends are heading across the pond to sing for you!  You should feel so lucky!  Yes, in support of her latest album I Predict A Graceful Explosion, Al is coming to perform her heart warming tales all across North America.  Cold Specks is without a doubt a performer that you simply do not want to miss the opportunity to see live.  Her majestic ways and means on the guitar and tantalizing vocals are a precious commodity one would do right to respect and soak right the hell in.

Cold Specks will be performing all across the US in a city that is surely going to be near you, and even heading up to our neighbors up north.  Be sure to visit her website for all the details.

And be sure to catch her in a city near you, listed below.

11/8 – Mercury Lounge – New York, NY11/9 – First Unitarian Church – Philadelphia, PA

11/10 – Jammin’ Java – Vienna, VA

11/11 – The Earl – Atlanta, GA

11/13 – Dan’s Silverleaf – Denton, TX

11/14 – The Mohawk – Austin, TX

11/17 – Harold M. Williams Auditorium at the Getty Museum – Los Angeles, CA

11/18 – Bottom of The Hill – San Francisco, CA

11/20 – Doug Fir Lounge – Portland, OR

11/28 – Cedar Cultural Center – Minneapolis, MN

11/29 – Schubas – Chicago, IL

Darling Pet Munkee: You Better Believe It [Album]

What do you get when you combine the freakishly awesome guitar licks of Axemunkee’s Catherine Capozzi, with the eclectic and original talents of Michael J. Epstein and Sophia Cacciola’s project Do Not Forsake Me Oh My Darling?  Well, besides another very clever band name, you get some damn fine rock and roll!  Ghoulishly delightful, If you will allow it.

Darling Pet Munkee’s second release, You Better Believe It, seems to pick up right where their debut EP, Glows In The Dark, last left us.  Here we have 7 new spook rock tracks that as delightfully scary as they are purely entertaining.  Capozzi is an absolute madwoman on the electrics.  Whether she’s throwing down hardcore blues riffs (“Grow Man Grow (Ladies Too)”), or slamming down grunged out riffs on the hypnotic (all pun intended) track “Hypno-Coin”.  And When Michael and Sophia swap vocal duties in such a smooth manner, it really starts to feel as though this trio of brilliance morphed into one musical beast, similar to the strange characters they write their songs based around.

For fans of Axemunkee, and the plethora of acts Michael J. Epstein and Sophia Cacciola are already involved in, this is a trio that probably just makes perfect sense to you.  If you ears are pure of the insanity, prepare to have your ear drums pierced, shaved, and then tendered for the frying.  And You Better Believe It is an amazing album to hear whilst losing your freaking mind.  With elements of classic rock, elements of occult like fantasies, and a freakishly brilliant crew, there is nothing here you will not love.

Good Old War: Live at The Knitting Factory in Spokane, WA [10.28.12]

There is a peculiar feeling when you pay good money to go to a show at mid-sized venue, pack yourself amongst the crowds of adoring fans, fight for a proper place to view and maybe take a few pictures for your minimalist blog, and wait…..for the opening act.  Well, maybe the second of three acts in this case.  Either way, standing amongst several hundred people, 90% of which are there to see the main act.  This has happened to me twice, here in Spokane, and at the same Knitting Factory.  When Blitzen Trapper rolled into town last month in support of The Head and the Heart, I was definitely there for them.  Although I was once a simple listener of The Head and the Heart, and I later became obsessed after the show.

But, last night was different.  This time I felt as though I, and my wife beside me, were the only two people in the room that were there strictly to watch the amazing and energetic trio from Philly, Good Old War, rock the house. But, just as I expected, they came, they performed, they conquered it.  Some might even say they “crushed it”, and definitely left this metropolis of the Eastern Washington with a whole new hoard of fans (The rush to the merch table was a good indication, that poor girl seemed petrified!) and left the stage after just a half an hour with thunderous applause and the blistering conversations of just about everyone in the room saying things like: “Wow, they really surprised me” or “Where’s that fucking merch table!!”.  And I can’t lie, I felt like a proud parent.  Or maybe just a disconcerting hipster when I watched this band I have adored for a very long time, get their spotlight on.  It was the same peculiar notion I felt when drummer Tim Arnold agreed to an interview here at Trianwreck’d, and when i saw the guys perform “Better Weather” on Conan.  I know all the clichés are there, but dammit it is great to watch a band receive the recognition it so clearly deserves.  And yes, to know that you “knew them long ago”.

As you could have already concluded, the show was fantastic.  With a set list that included a variety from their amazing catalog, what’s not to love?  They swapped vocal duties, harmonized, covered Harry Belafonte in the most hilarious and brilliant fashion, and guitarist Keith Goodwin even managed to play a guitar on top of a guitar (as an internet geek, I instantly thought of those Xzibit memes).  And just as I expected, their smash hit “Amazing Eyes” left the crowd shell-shocked and genuinely moved, to put it lightly.  I had heard so much about how exciting a Good Old War show can be, but the guys truly exceeded all my expectations.

And as the lights dimmed down upon the illustrious trio, they owned the place.  And I felt there was never any reason to fret, for I knew that my guys would a major hit.  The headliners, Need To Breathe, may have brought in the fans based upon their own following, but they sure made a damn good choice in having Keith, Tim, and Dan warm up the crowd for them.  And I believe this is what makes the show going experience so special.  Your notions of how great a band is going to be is already pre-conceived and will more than likely be biased (obviously I am the king of bias behavior).  But, it’s the rest of the experience, the new things, that are make show going an impeccable experience.  And while I didn’t take my own advice, and actually left the show before the main act went on (Babysitters, you know?), I still felt the energy and was left stunned.  And I left with the great feeling that the boys of Good Old War had done it again, and felt encouraged and blissful to know that these cats are thousands of miles away from their home, meaning they have once again trekked across this country spreading their gift and good vibes all around.  I can with all affirmation and conveyance say that the only war worth spreading around, is Good Old War.

Stay in touch with the boys of Good Old War through their website, and be sure to check out a show when they are in a city near you (The almost always are!).  Also don’t forget to check out our interview with drummer Tim Arnold from last July.

David Della Rocco [Interview]

Boondock Saints is one of those films that some say mysteriously built a cult following for unlikely reasons.  I tend to disagree.  The reasons were plain as day!  It was a vigilante film.  Who wouldn’t love that?  Justice being taken into the hands of ordinary citizens has always been a long loved past time in the film world.  Throw in some strategically placed, yet well tamed, violence and humor and drinking, and you have yourself a cult classic!  Boondock Saints was a film that may have taken a while to be appreciated, but it was inevitable that success would come.
And what a cast!  Most memorable to some (me, at least) was the man who brought the comedic relief.  The very David Della Rocco, who played, well, Rocco!  Director Troy Duffy specifically wrote the part of Rocco for his friend.  And David’s performance was nothing less than tour de force!  He holds the most memorable line the film simply by stating:  “We could kill everyone!”.  That and blowing a cat all to hell.
David Della Rocco stunned audiences several years ago with this performance, and created a fantastic persona for himself as a street worthy Italian American ready for whatever.  Maybe not the most wits in the world, but all the balls.  This will be apparent even more so when he stars in Hells Angels founder Sonny Barger’s upcoming film Dead in 5 Heartbeats.  Rocco is certainly ambitious enough to not be pigeon held to one character, but if he had to be this wouldn’t be a bad one.  David was kind enough to share a few words with us about Boondock Saints, intimidation of Sonny Barger, and more!  Enjoy!
You’ve known director Troy Duffy for quite a while.  In fact, he wrote the part of Rocco for you in Boondock Saints as well as its sequel.  What are the odds that we might see a further collaborations between the two of you?
I’m sure Troy would be interested to work with me again. whether he would alter his writing to fit my strong points as an actor I could not tell you. The problem with working with Troy is I am pretty sure he is doing something with Boondocks either a third movie or a series, and as you know [unfortunately] I died in the first Boondocks. But I am sure we will do something together in the years to come.
In your personal opinion, what do you think it is about the Saints films that started a cult phenomenon?
 That is a hard question to answer. When the movie first came out the studios did not want it, nobody wanted it. We sold it to Blockbuster Video and I thought it would just die on the shelves,but for reasons unknown to me it just really did well. Most of the time if you do not have a studio behind you for advertising or to help move the film in some way it just gets lost. Boondocks was word of mouth. I know I did not answer the question of how it has a cult following I just don’t know,but I’m glad it does.
How often does somebody stop you on the street and beg you to say your infamous line, “We can kill everybody!”, on the streets.  Does your recognition as Rocco in Boondock Saints ever grow old and annoying?
 No it never bothers me nor does it annoy me. Sometimes they want scenes that have a lot of emotion in it like, Shut your fat ass Ravey. I can’t buy a pack of smokes ….  and it is difficult to do on the spot without some sort of preparation.
You are a classically trained actor who studied under the late Susan Peretz.  How did studying under Susan affect your life both professionally and personally?
Studying with Susan Peretz was great she conducted her classes more like a theater group so there were a lot of plays and seminars you got to perform. The best quality that Susan had was that she really got you to love acting. Susan ,herself being a good actress[Dog Day Afternoon], knew how difficult it is to be a working actor so you better enjoy it. You would spend the whole week working a job you did not enjoy then you would go to her class and you really would feel it was nice being an actor.
Tell us about Dead In 5 Heart Beats, an upcoming film you will be featured in?  Who will you be portraying?
The Character I play in “Dead in Five Heart Beats is Angelo, a good man gone bad.  He has a weak moment a tries to pull off a drug deal on his own without the club knowing about it. He gets set up by the feds and they want him to rat on the club. The fact that he has a son to take care of make his choices difficult.
Was it strange to associate with founding members of the notorious big gang, Hell’s Angels?
 Strange is a good word. I mean ,I have known of the Angels my whole life not personally,but they are very iconic. It was very strange filming at their club and acting with them .We used a lot of them as extras and some had nice parts. One of the members , i forgot his name, had to play the president of the club and did a great job. When I told him he did a good job acting he told me,”I have been doing this for twenty years,”for some reason it made the scene have a very strange a little too real, like after the scene was over I would drop my character – he didn’t.  At first I felt that I was walking on egg shells I didn’t want to say or do something that would upset someone, but after a while it was okay. This was a book that Sonny Barger[I don’t know if I spelt the name right] wrote and the Angels love and respect him an awful lot so they would not disrupt or make it difficult on set.
If you could portray an figure in Italian American history, who would it be.  Why?
 If I could play any Italian American I guess I would like to play a forties or fifties gangster. Not that all historical Italian Americans are gangsters, but I’m sure a couple were. I really liked the movie The Godfather. Seems that it would be fun.
If you could add any advice not already mentioned in the documentary Off The Boulevard, in which you were a major character, what would be some advice you would tell young actors trying to make their way into the biz?
I’m not that great with advice, but if I had to give some it would be love acting. It is difficult and if you have  to do it make sure you love it. A lot of times I have to find that part in me that made me become an actor. Some one said “don’t be an actor unless you have to.” It sounds funny but it is[ kinda] the truth.
 
Learn more about what David has been up to at his Website.  Also be sure to check out the wonderful documentary, Off The Boulevard, for a wonderful candid look into the world of independent filmmaking featuring David, and director Troy Duffy.

Matthew Maher [Interview]

Matthew Maher is an actor in theater, film and TV, who lives in New York City.  He is currently performing in Golden Child by David Henry Hwang at The Signature Theater, and will also appear in Annie Baker’s The Flick, upcoming at Playwrights Horizons.  Film credits include It’s Kind Of A Funny Story, The Killer Inside Me, I’m Still Here, Gone Baby Gone, Jersey Girl, Dogma, Bringing Out The Dead, Vulgar, The Third Wheel, Homecoming and, upcoming, East Of Acadia. TV work includes recurring roles on “The Unusuals”  (ABC) and “John From Cincinnati” (HBO), as well as guest appearances on “Bored To Death:, “The Jury”, “Deadline”, and all three “Law and Order” shows.  Most recent theater credits include Red-Handed Otter, by Ethan Lipton, at The Cherry Lane Theater; Uncle Vanya at Soho Rep; and Tales From My Parents Divorce with The Civilians, the theater company of which he is an associate artist.

As we shall discuss in this interview, Matthew may be most known to a wide audience because of a batch of strange and sadly loyal patrons, such of myself, to any and everything legendary filmmaker Kevin Smith, and anyone who has associated with him, has ever done in his life.  Hell, I even watched that god awful piece of shit Paris Hilton movie because it Jason Mewes was the lead male, and Smtih had a cameo as well.  It gets that loyal, my friends.  And prior to this interview, Mr. Maher was simply the Holy Bartender, and Ethan Suplee’s fellow creepy ass brother in Vulgar.  But, upon reaching out to Matt, I soon became reocgniscent of my own ignorance, and finally realized that this is a genuine and true genius in the acting world, and should obviously be treated as such.  So with that in mind, let’s talk more about Kevin Smith!  Just kidding, please sit back and enjoy what has been one of my personal favorite interviews here at Trainwreck’d Society to date.  Enjoy!

What inspired you to become an actor?

Well, I went to high school with a great theater program.  It was one of the rare public schools where doing plays was actually cool.  I was shy and socially awkward–I was a skateboard kid who wasn’t very good at riding a skateboard.  Doing plays seemed like an easy way to meet people and get invited to parties.  I started by working on the backstage crew, but found after a year that I was jealous of the kids who were performing, so the next year I auditioned and was cast as Billy, the photographers assistant, in the Fall production of Stage Door.  I had one line, I still remember it: “Just Billy”.  So anyway, that’s what drew me to acting: a desire for popularity and attention, and an envy for those who had it.  An appreciation for the art of acting, making work, creating a character–all that came later.

 

You portrayed a sought after child molester in Gone Baby Gone.  As an actor, how exactly do you prepare for a role like that?  And how was that experience in the actual portrayl?   And to continue on with the subject of estranged personas, what about your role as a potential clown rapist in Bryan Johnson’s creeptastic Vulgar?  Was that bizarre in some ways?  

Vulgar (w/Ethan Suplee)

It is a weird fact of my career that, at least in movies, I’ve been cast a lot as rapists and child molesters.  I cannot account, exactly, for why this is so.  I’m a very nice, normal guy.  Vulgar was the first one; Vulgar was one of my first movies, period.  I had no agent–I read about the audition in Backstage magazine.  I thought it might go somewhere because it was being produced by Kevin Smith, who had just come out with Chasing Amy, and was very big at the time the indie movie scene.  Vulgar was and is a very bizzare weird movie–equally off-putting and funny, like John Waters meets, well, Kevin Smith.  It was also an exploitation revenge movie.  Anyway, it was very, very fun to work on.  Ethan Suplee and I played two brothers who had the intelligence and emotional life of eleven year olds.  The director, Bryan Johnson, let us improvise most of our dialogue, and we would just whine and cry and hurl insults at each other.  We had a whale of a time.  The fact that the script called for us to kidnap and rape a party clown, while very central to the story of the movie, seemed incidental to the good time we were having shooting the actual scenes.  I think the manic ridiculousness of it all ended up making the scenes all the more disturbing, in the end.  That was the idea, anyway.

 

This kind of addresses your question about Gone Baby Gone, too.  Truly sick, crazy, dangerous people–at least the kinds that are portrayed in movies–don’t think of themselves as being crazy or sick.  They’re inside their own heads, and one has to assume that they see their own needs and behaviors as normal, at least to them.  It wasn’t actually that hard to prepare for Gone Baby Gone.  I didn’t have to imagine what it would be like to want to sexually assault children.  It’s worst crime I can imagine, but Corwin Earle, the character, didn’t think of it that way; he was just fulfilling his needs, trying to have a good time.  Now, he knew that everybody ELSE thought he was sick and twisted, and he knew enough to be ashamed and terrified when he was busted, but the real acting challenge, for me, was to imagine what it would be like to beg for my life.  Ben Affleck, the director, who was particularly shrewed at working with actors,  kept pushing me to be simpler, to do less; also, the set dressing, the costumes–they went a long way towards showing what a sad and dangerous person Corwin was–I didn’t have to do any extra work to get that across.  And besides, as despicable as he was, and a lot of my characters are, it’s not my job to judge them.  The script, the story, the movie as whole, do that just fine.  I thought it was brave of Ben to humanize my character as much as he did.

You were also at the end of the classic “Holy Bartender” joke in Kevin Smith’s Dogma?  Are you often recognized as the guy Jason Lee filled with bullets? And you made a return in a Kevin Smith projects with Clerks The Animated Series and a role in Jersey Girl.  After all of these occasions, how was it working with Smith as your director?

I have, at this point in my life, done a fair amount of movies, and television–lots of Law and Order and such–and quite a lot more Off Broadway and Off-Off Broadway plays.  I’ve been recognized or congratulated, at some point, for most of these performances.  All of these recognitions, these nice instances of kind words from strangers, all of them taken together would not equal even a tenth of the the amount of times I’ve been called out for being the Holy Bartender in Dogma.  In New York, Los Angeles, Berkeley, New Orleans, Oklahoma City–in all these cities I’ve been approached by a guy in hoodie telling me he’s seen the movie seven times. They often know my name.  I have five lines in that movie.  I was shooting John From Cincinnati in a suburb of San Diego and a group of teenagers partying in the house across from my trailer tried to get me to come in and watch the movie with them.  They were very insistent.  It is a testament to Kevin Smith’s cultural authority.

 

I met Kevin on Vulgar, and we got along well.  It didn’t hurt when he found out I had gone to high school with Ben Affleck, and that we were still friends.  Kevin I think likes to keep things in the family, to surround himself with people he likes and trusts–even in small parts, which Jersey Girl, Dogma and Clerks The Animated Series most definitely were.  In all those instances I just got a call from Scott Mosier, the producer, asking me if I was around the following week.  They were all very fun, very relaxed experiences.  The trick was to get Kevin and Scott to laugh, and then you knew you were in good shape.

Gone Baby Gone

 

Do you have a coalition with the Affleck brothers?  How do you manage to appear in so many of their films? 

Well, as I mentioned, we went to high school together.  In fact I’ve known Ben and Casey longer than that–our parents were roommates in college. So it’s not a coincidence I’ve worked with them as much I have. It’s not complete nepotism either, though.  The Kevin Smith movies I got through Kevin; The Killer Inside Me, Casey recomended me, but I still had to audition.  Gone Baby Gone was a strait offer though;  Ben walked up to me and said something like “I have a part for you in this movie I’m directing, but I hope you don’t take it personally.”  I also play myself in I’m Still Here–I didn’t have to audition for that either.  Anyway–I’m of course incredibly grateful.  I didn’t know they would be as famous as they are when we were little, but I knew they were smart, and funny, and that I liked being around them.  And it taught me early on: relationships are everything, and that if you meet someone who is talented and who’s company you enjoy–famous and powerful or not–stay close to that person, because they will do more for the overall quality of your creative life, and maybe your career as well, than any one audition ever could.  Working with friends, and having friends who are really good at what they do, is one of the best things about my career.

 

Who would you say is your greatest non artistic influence in your life?

That is a strangely difficult question to answer. Art and creativity inform pretty much every means by which I engage with the world.  I’m either working–collaborating with writers and directors and other actors–or relaxing–by watching plays, movies, reading novels, and hanging out with the aforementioned writers, directors and actors with whom I am often working.  Even my volunteer work is centered around making art; I work with an organization called The Possibility Project, which reaches out to teenagers around the city, getting them to talk about the problems they’re facing in their lives, at which point they…write a play about it all, and perform in said play.  The work the staff and teenagers do at TPP is enormously inspiring, it’s changed my life, but in the end It all the flows back to same thing: acting, thinking about acting, all the different mediums that one can act in, how those mediums work, etc etc etc.

I guess the greatest non artistic influence I have in my life is my sister, Sarah.  We talk on the phone most days.  We give each other advice, trade family gossip, vent our neurotic worries and grudges, etc… She’s a therapist, and a really good one, I imagine–and when I’m working on a character that I’m having trouble with, whose motivations are mysterious to me, I’ll call her up, talk her through the story, and she’ll almost always have great insights into the characters’ behavior: for example, she’ll say something like “he’s acting like a child of divorce, lashing out at the people who are actually on his side, trying to impress the people who are abandoning him” (this about a character in Uncle Vanya I just played this past summer.)  What’s great about her advice is that she has a very clinical eye for how and why people behave, coupled with a tremendous amount of empathy for people–which not only makes her fun to talk to, but is also is an example for me as to how I want to be as an actor, in my work: clear eyed, analytic, but also generous and loving towards the characters I play, and the people I work with.

Tell us a bit about your upcoming project, East of Acadia.  What will you be doing in this film?

Well, I play another angry psycho–who is also, once again, a rapist.  I swear this is not a reflection of my actual personality.  In fact I don’t know if would have done the movie–I’m trying to leave rapists and crazy people behind me, at least for the time being–except that the script really interested me.  It’s a very ambitious story; it juggles a lot of characters, and is crammed with ideas; it’s a kind of noir/mystery/western, set in rural Maine, that explores spiritual awakening, creativity, family dynamics…The director, Brad Coley, is trying to craft an exciting story that at the same time wrestles with deep, complex themes.  I have no idea whether or not he pulled it off, I haven’t seen it yet, but his creative ambition inspired me, and he got some great people to work on it–including William Sadler, who plays my father in the film, and who was really fun to act with.

 

What was the last thing that made you smile?

I asked my girlfriend, Rebecca, what my answer should be to this question and she said “Me!” Which made me smile.  So there you have it.