Ths photo is me. No retouching. Hair is a little grayer.
Rick Dettwyler
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If you want to work and can’t
get work, make your own work.
I’m writing a play. It’s a dark comedy
about a very serious subject, and I’d
love to tell you about it.
646-584-5524
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I have a good look, present a good type: strong, likeable,
intelligent, perhaps a lawyer, judge; scientist, doctor; starship
captain; investigator; con man, criminal; musician, conductor,
artist, senator, teacher; psychologist, Vietnam War vet. I can
be gruff, mean, as well as sweet and sincere.
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It’s always about you and me.
Bring me in. Talk with me. Get to know me. Forget the monologues - they have been rehearsed and
rehearsed and practiced and practiced and recited and broken down, beat by beat; that horse is
dead. Monologues reflect nothing about me, except that maybe I took a class somewhere and can
memorize a few lines.
Here’s a story about seeing an unknown, told to me by the man himself, Michael Shurtleff; I had the
privilege to have studied with him. I’ll tell you all about his classes when I see you. Anyway, Michael
was casting a show with Bob Fosse - the show was Pippin. Fosse had a “type” in mind for The
Player. Shurtleff had another idea for the player, an extraordinately talented and unknown actor.
Finally, after a lot of persuading, this unknown actor was brought in for an auditon. He sang and
danced and blew Fosse away! He was cast immediately. The actor went on to win a Tony for his
leading performance as The Player. His name was Ben Vareen.
Let’s talk about your script, the character(s) you need to cast. Let’s talk about place and time and
relationships and desires and road blocks. Then let’s get to work. You may be surprised, and you
may find someone you didn’t know you wanted.
Call me. See me. Let’s get to know each other. You’ll like me. Honest :-)
Dr. I, a psychiatrist with rather
unconventional therapy techniques. It
was summer and we shot in Copper
Union’s basement lecture hall and
offices. With the lights on and the fans
off, it was more than 110 degrees.
Here I’m eating jello. I don’t remember
why the nurse is gesturing, but she
looks quite serious, doesn’t she?
Lawyering with Nick Fessette,
in World Premier of Manhattan Transfer
Lecture
646-584-5524
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