The TV spot, I thought, went okay. I was informed by my editor I was mistaken. First, I incorrectly assumed it was going to be a one-camera set up. It was a very small movie, so I thought the publicity would only have the budget to do just the camera on the talent and not also have a camera set on me. Second, most of my compatriots on the web world were not the types to dress up. So I didn't either. My lovely editor informed me this made me look like shit.
In case you can't tell, my lovely editor was an asshole. This is not just my opinion; this is actual fact. Okay, this might be an exaggeration, but let's just say no one who has worked with him ever wants to work with him again. So I call that fact.
Asshole or not, I will say he was right - you should get gussied up for on-camera (presuming they are going to cut back to you and not just use clips of the talent only), and since you never can tell if they are going to spring for the two-camera set up, well, you have to be on the safe side and load up on the gussy before you get there. Still, Fuckwit Editor did also manage to make me even more neurotic about my appearance, which I sure as shit did not need.
In case you care, I interviewed Oscar Isaac and Shohreh Aghdashloo in addition to Catherine Hardwicke that day. Everyone was very nice. Hardwicke was pretty low key; she was definitely perkier when I had the Twilight phoner with her. I get the picture she's a pretty unique bird. Isaac was a young guy who hadn't done much of anything, so predictably he was very happy and nice and gracious and mostly just thrilled to be there, I'm assuming. I informed him he made a very hot Joseph, which he clearly found amusing. Shohreh was absolutely the sweetest thing ever. She was lovely and beautiful and so sweet and warm to me, and did not make me feel bad at all that I was not properly gussied. I will take her home with me.