
That stupid grin. Now I know how I'd look after a lobotomy, because, as chronicled in my glassy eyes, there's NOTHING going on in there. And it only took about 30 seconds for my conversation to disintegrate into uncomfortable silence. While I could blame my buddies (you know who you are) who took the picture and winged me for the walk in-- I had also over estimated my own composure.
Hell, I've met lots of famous people. Carried conversations. The last time I'd been this star struck, was over ten years ago, after randomly meeting Lauryn Hill, on a documentary shoot in Jamaica. A director friend of mine told me discreetly "Hey man, stars come and go."
Those words stuck with me for years, guiding me through dozens of meetings, chance encounters with some of my idols, helping me not make a fool of myself. But all of this preparation was DOOMED with meeting Zoe Bell, outside of Ryerson theatre, after tonight’s show.
I wasn't prepared for her to be so nice and gracious. Unaffected, easy going, in no hurry at all, there she stood.
Less than a minute with Zoe and my brain turns to mush. My IQ points sapped more and more with every word exchanged. This is Xena's stunt double, The Bride's stunt double, Tarantino's muse in Death Proof! This IS the woman I know for a fact can kick everyone's ass, and routinely defy death itself.
.Just to put things into context-- I was excited - read: on the edge of my seat excited - when Colin first mentioned to me he had met her in Sitges. I was like no F*n way!
I'm thankful I was able to walk away before things got any worse-- more awkward. Perhaps a blood vessel in my ear could have exploded, spewing blood all over everyone. That would have been a bit more awkward... but I still probably wouldn't have noticed: my brain was jello.
You know, in the car ride home, my friends and I had about a dozen normal "spec" conversations with Zoe. All convo's that ended comfortably, without us looking like morons. There should have been so much to talk about! There's a wealth of material! Xena episodes, the crazy ass movie we JUST saw (see BITCHSLAP) that she stunt co-ordinated-- all of that, evaporates when she entertained having a discussion with us. If I'm going to make it in this business, I got to get some kind of training for this shit. I mean I can drop other names, but I don't want to take away from the other stars I've met who have had no effect on me....
Man those first thirty seconds, when I asked her a few questions (maybe 3ish?) were great, I felt like I was about to have a normal conversation with her.I did manage to get one piece of what I hope to be new and unique information, which I wish to send out into the world:
Her dream stunt is to be behind the wheel of a car during a high speed chase!
Movers and shakers, make it happen! Thank you Zoe, for making me feel like a fan boy again-- it's the reason I got into blogging in the first place!
Catch Zoe in WHIP IT, and in BITCHSLAP (as every girl's stunt double + stunt co-ordinator)
Bitchslap screens next at TIFF:
Wednesday, Sept 16, 3:15pm- SCOTIA BANK 3