I loved movies, but I had no idea how to make-believe on camera.īut that didn’t matter to me. Thousands of similarly wide (slanty) eyed, delusional children also saw this as their one-way ticket to stardom.Ī slim minority (of the minorities) could actually act. Spielberg was embarking on an international call, with open auditions in major cities across North America, plus one in the U.K. But there were a few problems I hadn’t banked on. The original Toronto casting call for Short Round. And Indy was going to have an “Oriental” (read: Asian - it was the ’80s) sidekick: Short Round, a sassy, street-wise, ass-kickin’ kid who would blurt out snappy one-liners and roundhouse kick his way into pop culture history. Lo and behold, my prayers were answered: that year, Spielberg announced that he was making the sequel to his epic Indiana Jones blockbuster, which would later be known as Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom. I knocked myself out thinking about my life in the limelight. the Extra Terrestrial, and I needed to be Steven Spielberg’s best friend. The only people who looked like me on screen were kung fu masters, bad guys who got killed after seconds of screen time, or white people grossly playing Asian characters. There was just one problem: I was a half-Japanese, Canadian kid. Like many kids, I wanted to become a famous Hollywood actor. By Nobu Adilman, director, Short Round Up
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