I often wonder how casting directors for violent films of this type go about selecting ideal candidates for the "heavies".
WANTED: Men wanted for film role. Must be physically unattractive, capable to convincingly simulating a surly, juvenile, loutish demeanor, fake drunkenness, have the ability to portray a threatening and even murderous intent toward females, children, law officers, indeed ANYONE who dares to cross them.
Then one wonders exactly WHO would WANT to apply for such a role, undoubtedly anticipating a negative reaction by family members, friends, secondary employers, etc., who see them onscreen and think, "Good grief, I wonder if this guy is (or was) a real criminal or social outcast; otherwise why on earth would he sign up for such a negative role? Maybe he needs the money?".
Certainly, while some of the top-tier actors can and have routinely switched back and forth from being a bad-ass to a hero with apparent ease, such as Clint Eastwood, Arnold Schwarzenegger, Chuck Norris, etc., but in "The House by the Lake", I cannot imagine that Don Stroud's toady, slime-ball accomplices would dare show their undisguised faces in public without fearing that somebody might recognize them and throw a punch or two--or worse.
WANTED: Men wanted for film role. Must be physically unattractive, capable to convincingly simulating a surly, juvenile, loutish demeanor, fake drunkenness, have the ability to portray a threatening and even murderous intent toward females, children, law officers, indeed ANYONE who dares to cross them.
Then one wonders exactly WHO would WANT to apply for such a role, undoubtedly anticipating a negative reaction by family members, friends, secondary employers, etc., who see them onscreen and think, "Good grief, I wonder if this guy is (or was) a real criminal or social outcast; otherwise why on earth would he sign up for such a negative role? Maybe he needs the money?".
Certainly, while some of the top-tier actors can and have routinely switched back and forth from being a bad-ass to a hero with apparent ease, such as Clint Eastwood, Arnold Schwarzenegger, Chuck Norris, etc., but in "The House by the Lake", I cannot imagine that Don Stroud's toady, slime-ball accomplices would dare show their undisguised faces in public without fearing that somebody might recognize them and throw a punch or two--or worse.