Chapitre 557: Descending Down

Acting sucks.

Wait, didn't mean that, taking that back, ahem, what I meant was - method acting sucks.

It really, really sucks.

No disrespect to the art itself, but honestly, the fact that I have to constantly twist my lingo so that everything that comes out of my lips is some kind of fancy pretentious italics before anybody would acknowledge my existence even in-between scenes, is a whole new level of psycho roleplay that belongs strapped and left rambling in an insane asylum.

I'm well aware that movie-making was an absolute slog to get through. Take after take taken in multiple angles, in different inflections, made even harder by the fact that I had to improvise every line on the fly and hope to god that the blooper reel isn't just composed of all my slip-ups.