Friday, February 25, 2011

Tales from the Casting Ouch

From our Genuine Hollywood Actress friend, a series of errors from actual casting calls:
A casting call used the word "thy" when they meant "thigh."

Another notice used the phrase "age rage" instead of "age range." That simple typo made me picture someone fuming over a birthday cake.

We are excepting kids.
You meant to say "accepting," because if you except them, then you're leaving them out and thus no kids will show up to your auditions.
If your into wearing the smallest string thing and very exposed, submit your photo.
Shudder. No comment.
And then there's this Craigslist ad:
Are you a ghost rider? Did you used to be? A popular TV show going into its fourth season is looking for a ghost riding expert to give an on-camera interview. What drives people to ghost ride? What are the risks? Let us know!
 We of course have a certain Johnny Cash song stuck in our head, which we offer up as your blurry but free Friday entertainment. We do think perhaps they are looking for ghost writers--and for their ads, ghost copy editors.


tara jean said...

I think the Craigslist post might actually be referring to "ghost riding the whip," which is far riskier than ghost writing. It involves putting your car in neutral, opening the doors, turning up the music, and dancing around the rolling car like a fool. If this was the post's intended meaning, it also adds some punny brilliance to "What drives people to ghost ride?"

Martha Brockenbrough said...

Tara Jean, I never heard of this practice. Holy cow. But yes--it does add punny brilliance. The things people do with their time...

Anonymous said...

Perhaps they were just looking for Nicholas Cage and all that movie skullduggery (pun intentional).

Martha Brockenbrough said...

Nicolas Cage is dead to me. Dead. Until he starts doing comedy again.

Joni said...

I knew it was too good to be true that anyone on TV thought anything having to do with writing might be worth a show!

The English Teacher said...

I seriously had to read the "ghost rider" bit three times before I realized that the writer was not talking about some reality TV show of which I'd never heard before but was simply misspelling a word. Oh my. Oh my, oh my.