The Third Lesson: Dramatic Action
THE CREATURE and I are walking in the park. She is in a rage. She has been rehearsing a part in the talkies.
THE CREATURE: … and then they stopped. I waited for an hour and a half. We started. This time three lines from the big scene; three lines-that was all. After that again a wait of an hour. It is impossible-simply impossible. Machinery, electricity, lenses, microphone, furniture, that is all that counts. An actor? Who cares? Acting? A miserable accessory.