by Ben Huberman
You get to spend a day inside your favorite movie. Tell us which one it is — and what happens to you while you’re there.
It’s strange. In books I like light fiction, but I love those movies which are thrillers, and fast paced like The Pirates of the Carribean, Indiana Jones movies, and The Mummy.
Recent movies which I watched (a few months ago) are The Croods, and Frozen. They are children movies. I don’t think I see myself in those.
I am a lousy actress, so I can’t visualize myself in movies I like.
A few years back, I was asked to portray the Corps Commander’s wife by the Army Ladies Club I had joined. The lady in question was fair complexioned – I was too. She was petite, I was the same. Besides our voices with the Pushto accent sounded the same pitch. I was pressurized to play the part in a comic script. They wanted me, and they didn’t listen to my excuses. They besieged, and cajoled; whatever worked, and I was roped in for the role.
On the day in question, it was hell for me. The stage fright — I wanted to disappear. With me, quaking in my four inch heel, I played the part. Two small tureens, one for tomato soup, and the other one for chicken soup were given to me by the Ladies Club at the end of the show. The tureens have the recipes printed on them. They are a reminder of that acting day in my life.