[Suaviterinmodo]

September 21

Life starts Monday, September 27th. I'm not sure why things have worked out that way but my track shoes are on, I'm crouching in the blocks, and Monday morning at 10am the starter's gun goes off.

You know what I take as a sign of progress? My agenda book. Last year's had weeks here and there that were busy with scribbles... dates and times, phone numbers and addresses... but mostly it was just empty. Week after week where I was doing nothing but editing and the only place I had to be was at the computer all day. Always. Every day, day after day. Forever and a day.

Right now I have something booked as far away as November 21st. Sad as it may sound, that's unprecedented for me. I have an improv performance booked on November 21st, two months from now. I haven't had anything booked this far in advance since 2002 when I knew six months ahead that I was going to direct a movie. Since then, I haven't known more than a week or two ahead what I was going to do.

This is a very, very good sign, this whole booking things in advance thing. A very positive development in a life that dangled for a brief time over a very dark and scary chasm. Plans! I have plans, America!!

So I'm wavering a bit on my choice of one-man shows to develop. The idea I proposed for the workshop I'm beginning on Monday is called (working title) "Saving Scott". Many of you probably have heard this story before, but when I was 18, I got a lead role in Poltergeist III. I played Lara Flynn Boyle's boyfriend, "Scott", and the two of us were sucked to "the other side" trying to save Carol Anne and were replaced by our evil twin reflections. Seriously.

Anyway, between the time the movie was wrapped and it's release date, the star, Heather O'Rourke tragically died at age 11. That's a long story that we don't need to cover here.

So, long story short... in the original script our evil twins were running around Chicago wreaking havoc and killing people. At the climax of the movie, there is an epic battle and of course, we're all saved and it's a happy ending.

HOWEVER... due to Heather's death, the ending of the movie was reshot and... lo and behold... nobody bothered to call ol' Scotty Boy. So I'm sitting there at the premiere and there's the big climactic battle and everybody is saved, the ENTIRE CAST is there at the end... except me. Scott was nowhere to be seen. They just left him out there on "the other side".

The credits rolled, I scratched my head, and someone behind me whispered, "Wait... what happened to that dude?"

Enter: the internet, and a whole new generation of Poltergeist III fans. Seriously.

And the question has grown into a full-blown conspiracy: What the heck happened to Scott?!

Several years ago, the director gave an interview in which he said that I had been "on the East Coast at school" and was "unavailable for shooting". This is a total fabrication. I was in LA, attending USC. I had just seen everyone at Heather's funeral weeks before. I was a pall bearer.

But, people with way too much time on their hands have run with this, making me the scapegoat for this weird, lame ending. I was unaware of these internet chats happening until a couple years ago, at which point I started logging on to chat rooms and trying to set the record straight. I was there, I was available, I was never called.

This of course has only fueled the "controversy" and whipped 12 year old girls and boys into a conspiracy frenzy. The chat rooms are abuzz with points and counter points, quotes from articles, photos, transcripts of television reports, and more. I have been accused more than once of participating in some shady sort of coverup. What I'm covering up and for whose benefit hasn't yet been explained, but I must be up to SOMETHING explains LizzyGrrl98476.

In any event, what nobody else but me seems to consider is the fact that poor Scott has been stuck out there on "the other side" for the last 16 years. Meanwhile ttocS has been running free in our world, no doubt campaigning for George Bush.

As for me, I've suffered the results of my own evil impulses and also felt as though some of my most endearing qualities disappeared into the ether with what was, in all seriousness, a tragic and horrible experience that has had an enormous impact on my adult life. In essence, my "good" qualities were stolen to "the other side" and have been frozen in hellish limbo for almost 20 years.

Imagine poor, puffy-haired Scott over there on "the other side", stuck in his stupid 1987 horror-movie fashion. Imagine evil Scott running amok in our world. And there I am, stuck in the middle.

It's time to Save Scott.

Yeah, when I started writing this, I was wavering between that and another idea. Having written it out and seeing how this is really, truly a unique story that only I can tell... I would say I gotta go with "Saving Scott" on this one.

I'll letcha know how it goes.


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Source: http://www.actorslife.com/SmallFishSeptember04.html

This post has been edited by Suaviterinmodo: 12 January 2006 - 08:33 PM

[Johnboy]

Probably he was shocked what happend to Heather.