There’s a scene in “Coyote Ugly” where a desk receptionist
is turning away our lovely protagonist because she’s trying to give her a tape
of her music to let the “big guys in the business” listen to. The receptionist proceeds to tear her a
new asshole with sarcasm laid so thick, she’s shitting bricks. It basically
broke down the nature of failure in any creative endeavor and business. How in
God’s name would I help you further your dreams when my own dreams failed
miserably.
This is Hollywood in a nutshell.
NO ONE. And I mean it, NO ONE cares if you succeed. And
wherever small town you came from where the church put together a fund to get
your small rinky dink movie made, in the world of barking dogs, you’re a daily
reminder of others failures. The fact that you come with enthusiasm, sweetness
and homespun charm…good luck with that. People want to beat down mangy dogs. It
is a dirty shame, but I saw so much of this (and experience some) that it is a
despicable function. And a necessary
evil. If you want it bad enough, you're willing to do anything.
It bears some irony that the ones who run the entertainment
business. Has such a big heart towards Somalia or Haiti or some third world country,
but will not extend kindness to a fellow American trying to crack into the
business. These people are far
more ruthless than corporate. Which leads me to conclude what theory had
existed before that those who do the most charity have the have the darkest of
hearts to mend.
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