Them.

I watch them from the daylight shadows.

I watch them from my fortification of plastic, wood and marble, tucked away in a corner of a rotunda.

I watch them from the corner of their vision.

I am invisible, even when I am right in front of them.

Especially when I am right in front of them.

I watch them pour poison down their throats with feverish abandon, inhale sticks of cancer and ingest pollutants of all kinds in a desperate attempt to “escape” the pressures of their so-called mundane existence.

But there’s no such thing as a mundane existence, not truly. My reality follows a pattern but the only hint of continuity in that pattern is how unpredictable it is. Each day I wake to a new cycle.

A cycle of sanity and outright madness.

A cycle of eccentricity and competence.

A cycle of joy and pain.

I cope with victories and defeats in the same hour, until the hours run out and I leave my post to return to my refuge, my haven where my family’s warm embrace awaits.

I have witnessed the arrival of new life and seen the end of a long life well-lived and both have left an indelible mark upon my soul.

I am a bellman and while they will never remember me when they leave this Place Between Places, it is my destiny to bear witness to their travels and it is a weight I carry proudly.

What lies beneath and beyond is even more fascinating, gang.

Whew, this introspective thing really wipes a guy out! I’m knackered!

Sorry, guys but I’m heading to New York this week so I won’t be posting much but hopefully I’ll return with some bitchn’ stories and pics. As for my lack of material lately… well, I’ve been wrestling with some health issues and life challenges. Did you know there’s actually something called a female orgasm and I’m apparently responsible for initiating it?

Like a guy doesn’t have enough to deal with…

At any rate, I’ll be back with some new 5×5 soon. (I hope!) And if you’re lucky, I’ll have some sweet-but-brief hotel tales and other tales from my far-from-mundane existence.

Until then, see you in the lobby, kids…

 

My life is currently under construction. How’s yours doing?

UPDATE:  Twenty minutes after I hit “Publish” I saw the fattest, blackest thief race through the lobby after stealing a thousand dollars from a hooker. (Never a dull moment is there?)

Exact details are sketchy but from what I’ve been able to gleam, he fled her room, used a staircase to escape that led him to the back of the front office where he almost knocked over a night auditor. From there he raced though the lobby, followed closely by another big (muscular) black dude and a white guy, with the screaming, barely-dressed hooker and one of our security agents bringing up the rear. The hooker was especially entertaining as she wailed, though I certainly felt sympathy for her.

“SOMEBODY STOP HIM, FOR CRISSSAKE!  HE’S GOT MY THOUSAND DOLLARS!”

The thief fell into the revolving door, which stalled, but he used his girth to force it open. His pursuers fell into the same predicament but by the time they made their way through, the thief had mowed past a horde of white cheerleaders (only in Niagara Falls on a Sunday) jumped into a waiting car and almost clipped one of our valet drivers.

How’s your Sunday morning been?

Saving Hope Only Has A Few Months To Live…

…But those few months are going to be glorious.

And heart-breaking.

And gut-wrenching.

And well, you get the point, right? For millions of viewers like my daughter and myself, Saving Hope has become a part of the fabric of our lives. It’s the only medical appointment my child actually looks forward to. And the only one I don’t have to bribe her to keep.

Saving Hope is one of those shows that never received its due, in spite of its large and devoted following. (Plus, it had the greatest lense flare on TV.) The premise alone should have ensured it broke out. Sure, it followed type and blended romantic angst with medical tragedies but how many shows opened with one of the leads as a ghost for the entire first season?

Even after poor Charlie emerged from his coma he couldn’t shake his newfound destiny as a doctor to souls lost between worlds. His fiancée, Dr. Alex Reid, even got in on the spectral action at one point! The point is: Saving Hope has always forged its own path in a brilliant fashion and personally, I feel the world should have taken more notice. Hope is, and will always be one of the most innovative Canadian television programs ever produced.

And now it’s almost all over. Granted we’re only two episodes in with sixteen to go, but that inescapable feeling of finality cannot be ignored. Nevertheless, I’m not here to bellyache but rather to examine the road ahead (sort of) with an assist from those who have already made the journey.

For viewers there is a season to go but for the cast and crew of Saving Hope, season five was finished months ago. So what did they think of it? Here are some answers those folks who were bored generous enough to reply to my query for a five word response.

We’ll begin with Dr. Dawn Bell, otherwise known as the amazingly-talented and drop-dead gorgeous Michelle Nolden:

1.  Hope.
2.  Love.
3.  Heartbreak.
4.  Life.
5.  Destiny

 

Do I answer The Hook’s question or watch that coat of paint dry? Decisions, decisions…

Those were some good – and very intriguing – words, Michelle. Next up is Canadian super scribe Patrick Tarr, who did his best, but…

“Honestly I could give you the exact 5 words that Adam Pettle told me when I asked him what the show was about at its core. But I’m afraid it might kinda sorta be a spoiler for what’s to come….”

At least Patrick knows how to build suspense, right?

The amazing Kim Shaw, Dr. Cassie Williams, had this to say about her last season at Hope Zion and the relationships she formed over the years with the cast and crew:

“Beautiful writing, performances and people! (Five more: I miss everyone very much!)”

And now let’s hear from Cassie’s fellow MD/sometimes love interest, the remarkable Dejan Loyola:

“Never give up your hope.”

If that isn’t the best quote to describe Saving Hope’s appeal to hardcore fans, I don’t know what is. My thanks to all of Hope’s cast and crew for subjecting themselves to my unique brand of genius.

See you in the lobby and on the halls of Hope Zion, kids…

“As Niagara Falls”? More Like “As An Axe Grinds”…

As a Niagara Falls bellman I find myself answering a variety of queries from travelers but one always makes me smile – and no it doesn’t have anything to do with where a tourist can find a case of Cool Whip, a car battery and an escort who’ll literally do anything for money.

One question puzzles travelers more than any other:

“What’s it really like to live in Niagara Falls?”

My response (assuming the traveler in question tips me) is always the same:

“You want the real skinny on this city?  Spend some time in our true ‘city hall’, the one place where the people who keep the lights on in Niagara Falls share tales from the trenches and network over double-doubles.  In Niagara, the truth isn’t out there, it’s freely shared at booths and tables.”

And so I send people here…

Yes, the real story of Niagara Falls – and for that matter, any Canadian city – can be found at any of our six hundred Tim Hortons outlets. (It feels like we have that many anyway.) This week, for example, only one topic is one the public’s lips, in-between sips of java, that is. Four individuals have created a video which, according to them, tells the “true story” of my hometown. 

I’d like you to watch it and then return here for my response.

Wow, right? Every politician in the city of Niagara Falls is no doubt reeling from the crudest virtual colonoscopy they’ll ever receive. The young men behind this short documentary have already been informed by their school, Ryerson University, that the faculty does not endorse the spirit behind As Niagara Falls. And while the video was created as a school project, the school itself has already demanded its logo be removed from the end credits. Additionally, Ryerson’s president has apologized to the city for any “any negative feeling generated by their work.”

Niagara Falls mayor, Jim Diodati is far from impressed by As Niagara Falls, obviously. Then again, when your entire job is to be a city’s champion, you’re not exactly going to endorse a video that depicts said metropolis as a hellhole, are you?

But what do I think, you ask? (Okay, so maybe you’re really thinking, “When are you going to get back to interviewing hot Canadian actresses, adult film stars or writing about crazy travelers, Hook? But this is my blog, so we’ll stick to my feelings, thank you very much.) As for my feelings, they’re slightly more complicated but you have a life to get back to, so I’ll get right to the point.

The filmmakers behind As Niagara Falls claim the film reveals “what truly lies within the city” while highlighting the wide divide between tourism and the rest of Niagara.

I say that’s bull to the shit.

I have no doubt Christian Bunea, Taylor Ness, Valentin Bacalu and Justin Diezmo are decent guys but if they truly cared about this city they’d be trying to do more than simply showing one side of the story. And as for that side: I dare Christian Bunea, Taylor Ness, Valentin Bacalu and Justin Diezmo to visit any city anywhere on the face of the earth that doesn’t have dilapidated houses and boarded-up buildings. 

Sure Niagara has some serious problems, what city doesn’t? Ryerson, for example, is based in Toronto, one of the most vibrant, economically-powerful cities in Canada – that has some areas that would turn your shit white.

What strikes me most about As Niagara Falls is the fact one of the producers actually works in the hotel biz, just like me. Unlike me, though, this guy doesn’t see that Niagara’s greatest strength is its people, not it’s economic value.

I don’t blame Mayor Diodati and city council for all the rundown, abandoned properties. I blame the city’s slumlords and delinquent owners. (Though I do wish Mayor Jim and council would do a little more to hold such individual’s feet to the fire, but part of that responsibility lies with the province and federal governments.)

I don’t blame Mayor Diodati and city council for all the homes in this city that look like God threw up all over them. I blame city residents who refuse to clean up their property. Yes, some people genuinely can’t afford to fix up their homes fully, but trust me on this, a coat of paint isn’t that expensive and it costs nothing but time and energy to keep weeds and garbage off your lawn. 

I don’t blame Mayor Diodati or city council for the divide between tourism and the rest of the city. Niagara residents have always had a complicated relationship with the tourism industry. At one time people like Christian Bunea, Taylor Ness, Valentin Bacalu and Justin Diezmo would have called me a loser for working in tourism instead of the industrial core.

Then the industrial core vanished because some owners moved their businesses like a bunch of greedy cowards who refused to stay firm and weather the storm. Now tourism is all that remains. And yes, for the most part a tourism wage isn’t a living wage. And yes, I wish Niagara’s business/tourism operators would pay their employees better…

But that problem is a world-wide one.

“Things are tough all over” isn’t just a saying, Christian Bunea, Taylor Ness, Valentin Bacalu and Justin Diezmo, it’s a reality.

I applaud your effort, guys, but now you need to film a second edition that takes the effort further and adds more balance.

Mayor Diodati and council are on the right track. Niagara’s business people are doing all they can.  As for the rest of us, my fellow Niagara residents, what are we going to do now? Are we going to make our collective voice, our suggestions, our ideas, heard by our leaders or are we just going to bitch over a double-double?

See you in the lobby, friends…

5×5 With The Hook: Noelle Carbone.

Noelle Carbone is responsible for some of the slickest, most ground-breaking and unbelievably-well-written TV moments in recent memory.

Though if you ask her, she’ll deny it vehemently. But what else can you expect from a Canadian, right? Being humble is what we do. The truth is, Noelle, unlike some writers, has never separated her moral code and belief system when writing and producing shows like Rookie Blue and Saving Hope. (Noelle’s newest writing gig is the mega-hit Canadian crime drama, Cardinal. But we’ll return to that later.)

“First this, now I’m on The Hook’s blog?  What else can go wrong?”

But back to Noelle’s path along the Canadian television super highway; this chick doesn’t walk into a writing room and say, “I’m here, I’m queer, let’s go!”, but she doesn’t hide who she is either. That decision took time to arrive at, but that’s how we evolve as professionals and people, right? Noelle’s journey is a road map for all of us, not just those in the LGBTQ community; when you refuse to live in fear of the world’s judgment of your true identity, you enjoy a freedom that allows you to excel at any task you undertake.

That’s why I’ll never hide my status as a mega nerd of the highest order.

But back to NC. (We’re cool, so she doesn’t mind if I call her that. I hope.)

In 2016 NC, along with Saving Hope producer Sonia Hosko, Gina Tass (creator of the Trevor Project Fundraiser) and producer/director/writer Michelle Mama, wrote the “LGBT Fans Deserve Better” pledge, otherwise known as the #TheLexaPledge on “the social media” all that’s all the rage with the kids these days. The pledge contains seven guidelines writers can follow including promising to “refuse to kill off a queer character solely to further the plot of a straight one” and to “never bait or mislead fans on social media or any other outlet.”, and of course, “always read The Hook’s work before embarking on any writing endeavor, while referencing his genius whenever possible.”

What? You don’t know if that’s in there or not. There are sub-sections to documents like this; the legalese is very complicated. Shut up.

I think I’ve damaged NC’s professional reputation and standing in the Canadian TV industry enough, don’t you? Time to hear from the lady herself.

 

ONE)  You know I’m going to start by asking for your most memorable Hope Zion moment, right?  Good, bad or ugly… fire away!

Definitely the second last scene we shot of the series finale. Most of the core cast was in the scene — and those who weren’t were waiting in the wings. It was an incredibly emotional scene and Erica had us all in tears with her performance. Then when the scene was done the ADs started to announce, one by one, all the actors who were wrapped on the series and oh God, we all bawled. And hugged. And bawled some more. It was a really lovely send off. I think it was nice for the actors too because they all go to say goodbye at the same time. 

Then an hour later, during the very last shot of the series, a bottle of champagne accidentally exploded in our showrunner Adam Pettle’s, lap. Erica’s trying to get through this intensely emotional scene with her scene partner and we’re all dying of laughter in the next room, and Adam is covered in champagne. It was actually the perfect ending to Saving Hope which was a show that always tried to balance the gut-wrenching moments with moments of levity. If I hadn’t seen the look of mortification on Adam’s face, I would’ve thought he’d done it on purpose. He’s always has such great comedic timing. 

The Saving Hope set tear-down process: The end of an era.

 

TWO)  You’ve done the rounds on the “television production set jobs” circuit, Noelle; what’s the coolest job on a set?

On Saving Hope the Prosthetics team has the coolest job. Everyone on set, including the actual surgeons who come in to consult, are always blown away by what our prosthetics people can do.

TV’s not all about glitz ‘n glamor, kids… but it’s always cool.

This is officially the coolest pic I’ve ever posted on this blog.  I owe NC big time.

THREE)  Like millions of others, I harbor a dream of translating my writing to the small screen.  I’ve failed miserably so far (yay me!).  You’re an accomplished TV writer, what’s the first step to success for a hack like me?

First off, I’m sure you’re not a hack. If you were, you wouldn’t be writing about Canadian TV the way you do. You’d be ridiculing it on social media.

Secondly, I think the best advice is to surround yourself with other creative people who understand and support your dream, and who share your passion. Michael Grassi was my OG writing buddy. We’d meet once a week and commiserate, then sit in silence for 3 hours and work. This was just after I graduated from film school. My writing dates with Michael helped me stay focused, kept me writing and, most importantly, made a career as a TV writer seem like a perfectly reasonable dream — since it was one we shared.

(Who am I to argue with a guest? NC rocks, doesn’t she?)

FOUR)  You’re currently writing Season 3 of the smash hit drama,  Cardinal, (with an assist from the super cool Patrick Tarr, of course) can you tell us what happens?  (Yeah, I’m kind of a jerk. Don’t worry, CTV won’t mind if you reveal a few spoilers, right?)

No, I can’t tell you what happens because I don’t want to get fired. What I can tell you is that Aubrey Nealon did such a tremendous job with season 1 that I actually felt intimidated coming on board for season 3. The tone and style of this show is so different from anything I’ve worked on.

But it’s been an exciting challenge and I feel really lucky to be working with Patrick again. He’s so smart and he’s been a great boss and leader. Plus his brain works completely differently than mine so it’s always cool seeing what we come up with together. 

Noelle and Patrick Tarr, two of the coolest people I’ve never met.

FIVE)  The Canadian TV landscape has evolved by leaps and bounds in the last two years or so… if you could be any piece of sporting equipment, what would you be?  (Yes, we’re all mad here, thank you for noticing. To be fair, I dare to be different.)

Wow. That was quite the masterful mid-sentence pivot!

I don’t know why but every answer I think of is dripping with sexual innuendo. And nobody wants to hear that — especially from me.  

(I do. But as my wife always tells me, I’m special.)

And there you go, kids! Another exceptional guest from the never-cooler Canadian television universe. I want to thank Noelle Carbone for being here today and for all of you for taking a break from watching Donald Trump make Russia great again.

See you in the lobby and on the telly, friends…

I’m No Expert… Sunday Morning Edition.

I’m no expert but I would think that a mother for whom the safety of her brood is supposedly-paramount would exercise extreme caution when carrying out said protection.

Case in point: a mommy dearest who, in her zeal to protect her young (nineish-going-on-thirty) whiter-than-Brooke-Shields son from the “evil bellman and his rolling bellcart of death”, yanked said child by the hood of his Sears brand winter coat. Sadly, her “cure” was far worse than the “disease”, and her child went flying backwards – his feet actually left the ground – before landing flat on his back. The little guy’s expression said it all but he elaborated nonetheless:

“What the hell?  What did you do, bitch?”

Yep, the little fella has obviously been watching far too much BET. Still, he was the highlight of the March Break check-out frenzy… and considering the crowd we got this year, that’s saying something. His creator was stunned, but I found the words:

“The worst part is… he was nowhere near me!”

I’m a little dickens, aren’t I?

See you in the lobby, kids…

Kids, man…

An Open Letter To CBC Haters Everywhere.

Hello there, you angry, angry souls.

It’s 2017, there are literally a million targets more deserving of your ire and scorn in Canada alone, to say nothing of the United States of Donald Trump…

But what do you choose to do? You direct your rage at the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation, an organization whose sole purpose is to be a voice for all Canadians, even those who would fear and hate it. Social media has become mankind’s greatest communication tool but do you use it to achieve something positive? No you publish posts, tweets, Instagram memes, et cetera in the hopes burning the CBC to the ground.

But to be fair, you also publish dick pics, increasingly-bizarre cat videos, and body shaming crapola. So there’s that.

 

But ask yourself this: What would you do if it all ended tomorrow?

Think about it. What if the Trudeau government pulled every dollar and let Canada’s network fade into history? Who would you hate then?

Of course, right now you’re thinking:

“I don’t hate the CBC… I hate what it stands for!  I hate that it’s a tool for corrupt government officials with secret agendas.  CBC is riddled with left-wing bias in its news coverage!”

“Why is the Government in the broadcasting business in the first place?  They’re competing unfairly with the private sector!”

“CBC receives advertising and cable/satellite fees greater than CTV and Global… PLUS they get more than a billion dollars of our tax money!”

There may be some logical, coherent arguments behind these and many of the cases directed at abolishing the CBC – but I refuse them all. Removing CBC from the playing field would leave Canadians watching networks owned and controlled by the private sector. And those guys aren’t exactly choir boys, to say the least..

Are there corrupt govt. officials and executives in the CBC with hidden agendas? Of course! There are corrupt souls in every organization; I once knew a Director of Purchasing who deliberately bought the cheapest items in order to come in under budget and receive an annual bonus. He saved the company a ton of cash… which they then spent on ambulance rides and lost wages due to accidents caused by cheap, faulty equipment.

As for why the government is in the TV/radio biz in the first place: Who can argue that a nation’s citizens deserve a place for their stories to be told? This goes for all of a country’s citizens, by the way. Take a good look at the average North American network and you’ll see just how far we have to go as a society. We may not keep people in literal chains anymore… but that doesn’t mean everyone is free.

As you may have surmised by now, I’m not exactly what you’d call an “intelligent” man. I have a degree in journalism, a field many consider to be as honorable as pimping these days. I’ll never be able to go toe-to-toe with most of the CBC’s critic in a battle of intellectual wills.

But so what? I pay my taxes. (I hate it but I do it.) I’m a Canadian citizen. (As far as anyone knows.) And so I’m a part owner of the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation and as such, I’m as entitled to my opinion as you are.

 

If this isn’t a good use of my tax dollars… I don’t know what is.

And so here is my final argument. If each of you looks back at the collective days of your existence you’ll see it: That moment when a CBC program touched your life. You may have been a child watching The Friendly Giant or a teen watching Degrassi Junior High. Or perhaps you watched the 9/11 attacks unfold on your nation’s network. You may even have been inspired to help change the world by David Suzuki, or to launch your own business on Dragons’ Den.

For me it was King of Kensington starring the late and incomparable Al Waxman. Every day I’d eat my dinner in our basement rec room and watch as Al solved his neighbors’ problems (after making them worse with his initial efforts). Without going into too much detail, let’s just say my childhood was filled with more darkness than light and the CBC helped balance the equation. Beatings, alcoholism, sexual assault, and thoughts of suicide before even having one’s first kiss are not exactly the Canadian equivalent of The Wonder Years.

As a grown man with a family of my own I watched my father-in-law slowly succumb to the ravages of disease to the point where his only window to the world was his television. (To be exact, my TV in my living room which became his bedroom for five years.)

The fictional world of Murdoch Mysteries became his shining light; several times a day he’d escape the reality of his mortality by losing himself in the adventures of Detective Murdoch. The darkness of his illness was cast away by the bright light of the collective efforts of Yannick Bisson and Company.

My family owes everyone at the CBC, from head of publicity, Katherine Wolfgang, to every member of the Murdoch crew, a debt of thanks that we can never fully repay.

As a writer I’ll never be good enough for the CBC, but that will never stop me from defending the network with every breath in my flabby, balding, Canadian body.

So the next time you lash out at the CBC, stop and think about where your rage is really coming from.

See you in the lobby and on the CBC kids…

5×5 With The Hook: Theodora Miranne.

For an actor who inhabits the skin of a character embroiled in international espionage and corporate intrigue, today’s guest is wonderfully open and generous when it comes to baring her soul.

Theodora Miranne is the whole package, as the kids say. She has wit to spare and she’s as talented as a whip. Wait, I think I may have mixed my metaphors. Again.

Ah, who cares, right? The point is, she’s plays Kat Carlson (love that name!) on the brand-spanking new American television hit, The Blacklist: Redemption, and she’s here today to chat about whatever madness my genius intellect could conceive. 

 

This larger-than-life pic courtesy of Theodora’s progenitors and Karina Vidal.

For those of you who haven’t seen The Blacklist: Redemption… shame on you, it’s brilliant! Correct that heinous error this minute! (After you finish this 5×5, that is.) Here’s a quick primer on this spin-off from über-hit, The Blacklist:

Undercover operative Tom Keen sets off on a new path after a mysterious meeting with the father he never knew leads him to join Grey Matters, a covert international security organization run by his biological mother, the beautiful and calculating Scottie Hargrave.

Tom forms a fragile alliance with her group of skilled mercenaries, and together, they put their unique skills to work solving the most dangerous problems the government won’t touch. But for Tom, this chance for redemption is about more than just making the world safer, as he also embarks on a clandestine mission to uncover the truth of his own murky past.

Cool, right? This show’s barely begun (they’re halfway through an eight-episode ruin but it’s a lock to be renewed) and it’s already layered with subplots that are sure to explode by the nail-biting conclusion.Theodora’s character, Kat, is dabbling with the prospect of playing around with her powerful boss’ hired male companion. (Said boss just lost her hubby in an apparent plane crash, but as she says, “Everyone mourns in their own way.”)

As for Theodora herself, let’s take a brief look at her life pre-TBR, shall we?

Created and raised in London, Theodora Miranne was born as Theodora Woolley but legally changed her name after losing a buttload of cash to some shady characters. What? It could be true, you never know. Fine, I promise to hire a research department soon; it’s not my fault all the interns the community college sends over keep disappearing. Serves me right for sharing office space with a scientist who got kicked out of his university…

Where was I? Oh yeah, the incredibly-talented and unbelievably-stunning Theodora. She’s cut her acting teeth on variety of TV series, ranging from the hilarious/disturbing Broad City to the intriguing/chilling Eye Candy as well as smash hits Blue Bloods and Person of Interest. In other words, this chick may be gorgeous… but she can act like nobody’s business. 

Theodora has also been working on a number of independent film projects including: Lost in Love, Landing Up, The Kidnapping of a Fish, Lords of Magic, and Good Bones. She was also featured in Seth Rogen’s ode to Christmas, The Night Before.​ (I imagine that was a helluva wrap party.)

To top it off, Theodora gives amazing answers too. See for yourself…

ONE)  The folks who inhabit the word of The Blacklist Redemption are all about secrets – which they’re willing to kill to keep buried; do you have a good poker face in “the real world” Theodora?

I have the WORST poker face. Literally I give away all the secrets, all the time! (But never on purpose I promise.)

(At least she’s honest, right?)

 

Go ahead, Hook, mess up my 5×5.  I dare you.  (Pic courtesy of CBS and Person of Interest.)

 

TWO)  It goes without saying that Kat is playing with fire by dabbling with Scottie’s boy toy, but could she be playing a much more involved game? After all, Scottie’s “hired gun” (so to speak) knows things about Scottie she most likely hasn’t confided to anyone else. Could Kat be actually working for Howard?

It would be playing with fire for me to say anything! That’s what’s fun with this show, it could go in any direction.

Enchanted, we're sure. #BlacklistRedemption pic.twitter.com/hptyX4YVB0

— Blacklist Redemption (@RedemptionNBC) March 17, 2017

THREE)  If you could live in any literary universe where would you go?  (I figure actors get tired of the same questions so I try to mix it up. You’re welcome.)

I’d jump right into ‘Alice in Wonderland’ but I don’t think I’d last very long.

(I have faith in her, don’t you?)

FOUR)  Kat’s been on the sidelines so far but would you like to shoot some action sequences for Redemption?

I’m always up for some action scenes! Would love Kat to learn some of Nez’s moves, might be hard in a suit…

 

FIVE)  You’ve already worked with some of the most talented folks on television and on film but if you could join the cast of any production, past or present, what would you choose?

Is it too cliché to say Downton Abbey????

(Nothing is off-limits on this site, Theodora.)

 

Well, it looks like Theodora is waiting for a train, so I better wrap this up. I need to express my eternal gratitude to today’s guest for being a Brit who stars on a hit American television series and is wiling to slum on a Canadian blog. Who says we can’t all get along, Donald Trump? You can see Theodora – and Kat – on The Blacklist: Redemption tonight on NBC.

See you in the lobby and across the TV landscape, kids…

Soulful pic credit: Gabriel Mokake