
"This is Kari." Came the voice on the other side of the phone.
"Yes, this is Cupcake calling. I received an e-mail from you about shooting the Nike Commercial."
"Oh yes, dadadadadadadadad." She expounded on what she was looking for in the Nike commercial. I wanted to see if it was a hoax. It wasn't. She was a real person that had e-mailed me. Unfortunately, they were looking for a double amputee, and had seen all of my YouTube videos of interviews with Scott Rigsby and e-mailed me to find him. They said they couldn't find out how to get a hold of him. I immediately wondered if they tried googling him. Go ahead. Try it. Scott Rigsby. What do you come up as the first hit? Hmmm...I'm not so sure these people making Nike commercials are the smartest in the world.
Kari however, (Yes, I call her by her first name now that we are friends and all), is an olympic athlete/actor/producer herself. She was 10th in the world for the high jump and starred in the 1982 movie Personal Best. I might have to go watch it now that we are friends and all. Well, maybe not. I just looked at a review and this is what they had to say,
"A hesitation in dealing fully with the central relationship, coupled with an over-reliance on slow-motion photography, finds the film losing momentum almost before it leaves the starting blocks. Having set up a lesbian relationship between two athletes preparing for the Olympics (Hemingway and Donnelly) which promises to explore the effect of competition and rivalry in the context of physical surrender and gentle intimacy, it trickles away, foundering on such scenes as a first evening spent arm-wrestling, boozing, belching and farting, too reminiscent of the rugby locker room to be a convincing prelude to any sort of love affair. The thesis collapses into banal presumptions as jarring as the superfluous close-ups of undulating thighs and quivering crotches."
Sounds weird. No wonder her career didn't take off and her marriage ended. Well, I'm just assuming that's why it ended. Maybe not.
That was my brush with any kind of remote fame. I'm guessing that her acting debut didn't pan out as it is 26 years later and she is only making Nike commercials. Well, good job on the high jump back in the 70s. I can only hope that one day some poor unsuspecting person gets a phone call from me and googles me to see how famous I am too.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Fame...or something like it.
Posted by honestgrl at 10:46 PM
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2 comments:
1. How cool if Scott ends up being in a Nike commercial!
2. That movie.. Oh my... hahahahaha.
That sucks, I wanted you to be famous so that everyone will like ME more too! You'd be like my beneficial friend, or friend with benefits... wait, don't take that the wrong way...:)
On a serious note, you would have made an awesome commercial!
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