I couldn’t mention this until today, because it’s kinda hush-hush. Also, because we were out of town, and wife Trudy refused to let me tip off burglars that our house was unoccupied (except for a six lb. attack kitty) and therefore ripe for picking.
But we’re back now, and I can tell you this much: We were hired as a married couple to represent a revolutionary new cancer drug! If I say any more they’ll have to kill me, which could be bad for their image (I mean they’d have to explain why the wife of the guy in the commercial is now a widow).
We both act, but have rarely had a chance to appear together on-screen. The producer took Trudy aside and told her they debated whether to have her play my wife because she was “too young and pretty” (they apparently did not think I was too young or too pretty).
But, hey, to be international poster kids for a wondrous new cure…how cool is that! Of course, our commercial won’t be out for a while. So here’s a moment from the absurdly silly monster parody I wrote and directed, Notzilla. The clip features Trudy and me as window-viewers commenting on the leading lady’s abduction by the big guy himself!