I woke up yesterday morning thinking about Quentin Tarantino's much-anticipated "Inglourious Basterds" (not a typo - that's what he's calling it) - low and behold! What showed up on the Web yesterday? A trailer of the movie! You can check it out here - featuring Brad Pitt, kicking ass as usual. I had the pleasure of running into Quentin in Austin, Texas last year. When I say "running into", I really mean I eavesdropped on him and some co-workers at a bar. It was a hot, hot July and we were trying to kick-back from attending an audio gear conference. We strolled into the Omni Hotel bar - deserted, except for one other table. No one else in my party noticed Q, except for me, so I was able to position myself closest to his party. The guys launched into chatter about microphones, while I sipped on a margarita and listened to Tarantino talk about Kurt Russell. "Why the hell is he talking about Kurt?" I wondered at the time. Of course it was later apparent the conversation was referring to the Grindhouse double feature, "Death Proof", in which he starred. I had a blast listening in on Quentin - I swear he checked me out at one point and I was praying he'd be so taken with my profile that he'd have no choice but to cast me in one of his films. Alas, my big chance ended in disgrace when someone at our table loudly proclaimed, "Hey! That's Quentin Tarantino!" Q clammed up, we paid our bill and I left with nothing but confusion about Kurt Russell and one shot further away from my Hollywood dreams. Maybe next time!
I woke up yesterday morning thinking about Quentin Tarantino's much-anticipated "Inglourious Basterds" (not a typo - that's what he's calling it) - low and behold! What showed up on the Web yesterday? A trailer of the movie! You can check it out here - featuring Brad Pitt, kicking ass as usual. I had the pleasure of running into Quentin in Austin, Texas last year. When I say "running into", I really mean I eavesdropped on him and some co-workers at a bar. It was a hot, hot July and we were trying to kick-back from attending an audio gear conference. We strolled into the Omni Hotel bar - deserted, except for one other table. No one else in my party noticed Q, except for me, so I was able to position myself closest to his party. The guys launched into chatter about microphones, while I sipped on a margarita and listened to Tarantino talk about Kurt Russell. "Why the hell is he talking about Kurt?" I wondered at the time. Of course it was later apparent the conversation was referring to the Grindhouse double feature, "Death Proof", in which he starred. I had a blast listening in on Quentin - I swear he checked me out at one point and I was praying he'd be so taken with my profile that he'd have no choice but to cast me in one of his films. Alas, my big chance ended in disgrace when someone at our table loudly proclaimed, "Hey! That's Quentin Tarantino!" Q clammed up, we paid our bill and I left with nothing but confusion about Kurt Russell and one shot further away from my Hollywood dreams. Maybe next time!
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