Then my mind did somersaults and I surmised that perhaps I had missed a golden opportunity. Wanda and I are friends. Steven is a big-time producer. Orlando is a wanna-be-big-time star. The nexus of these relationships is compelling. After all, little, old regular-gal me could have turned the tides for Orlando. I could have introduced myself to SFS and asked him to consider the late Bloomer for one of his upcoming movies or TV shows.
It appears that Orly has not had much of an opportunity to work with SFS, and that’s too bad. However, instead of becoming a liaison between the two, I kept my mouth shut and acted as if having a bazillionaire with almost as much power as God in the same restaurant as me was just another walk in the park.
My only hope is that SFS reads this and gives the poor guy a chance. After all, he can’t count on Hong Kong Phooey to see him through. Think of it. Collaboration between SFS and Orlando Bloom could only help the hapless actor. Saving Private Bloom. This would be a movie sure to tug at the heartstrings of the most hardened soul, whether you are for the war or not.
Orlando would have made a better choice in Catch Me If You Can. There's something about Leonardo DiCaprio that makes my stomach turn. Come to think of it, how did Orly miss out on Transformers or Memoirs of a Geisha or the new Indiana Jones movie? Hmm. Food for thought.
Seems like a conspiracy. Seems like a crying shame.
Article comments
1 - Wanda Rizzuto
I thought you were going to say that you ran into Orlando in the parking lot. I have to climb down from the ceiling now.
Maybe he'll call you now that you've taken such an interest in his career. I don't think I'll hear from him any time soon, not after my Hong Kong Phooey post. At least I didn't call him a rat face though.
(BTW, this came to me via Google alert. Thanks for the plug!)
2 - Joanne Huspek
You're more than welcome, Wanda. In the last couple of days since writing this, I have come to several conclusions.
1. I would trade an audience with SFS, Orlando, Brangelina and the Pope for the lunch I had the other day. My taste buds are still craving that soup.
2. I was hoping SFS would read my pitiful tale of woe and get in touch with me. Not that I'd pitch him my novel, but my brain has a couple thousand other weird ideas in it. Does an internet ship of fools strike a chord? Not that I'd sell him any of my ideas, but with a child considering Pepperdine, it's worth the shout out.
3. The other thing I was hoping for was that Orly would finally notice you.
3 - diva
Joanne, you couldn't fall off your heels at the right moment? I like your chances of being discovered by SFS better than I do Orly's. . .
4 - Wanda Rizzuto
Orly wouldn't notice me if I set my hair on fire and put it on YouTube.