johnny [ james ] simmons
the [story]: Johhny is my cousin and, therefore, a built-in buddy with whom I share a family, lots of DNA, and many happy memories.
your [soundtrack]: "The Nothing Song" by Sigur Ros
your [script]: Giant. Adaptation. Barry Lyndon. Anything Kubrick. Anything Paul Thomas Anderson.
your [library]: The Alchemist. Fabric of the Cosmos. The Fountainhead & Atlas Shrugged.
your [shade]: Black and red because they're legit.
your [inspiration]: Weird people. People who are passionate about what they do and can do.
your [mantra]: "All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream." (Edgar Allen Poe)
you [love]: When my cat makes biscuits.
you [hate]: When someone cuts me off on the freeway and doesn't acknowledge it.
your [purpose]: To leave a good footprint on this place. I want the world to be a better place because I was here.
you [believe]: In the power of the individual.
your [influence]: No on in particular. Everyone has the power to teach you something.
you [admire]: Passion and individuality.
your [escape]: Watching Planet Earth.
your [fondest memory]: Getting Peggy, my dog.
your [perfection]: Imperfection.
your [challenge]: Time.
you'd [meet]: No one really. I guess I'd like to meet Paul Thomas Anderson, but I think sometimes it's best for heroes to remain elusive and just out of reach.
your [shining] moment: My mom and dad coming on set on my first shoot.
your [aspiration]: To be me.
your [wildest] dream: Working as an actor.
your [childhood ambition]: Acting.
your [dream destination]: Africa.
your [pet peeve]: Smacking when eating.
your [vice]: E-cigs and Jersey shore.
your [site]: translightproductions.com
your [last purchase]: Burt's Beeswax.
your [surprise]: I had a hernia as a baby.
your [origins]: Alabama & Texas. I love the people there. They will give you the shirt off their back.
your [current location]: Shooting a film in Los Angeles about the Stanford prison experiment.
you [are]: Why?
johnny, you are fire. you are not afraid to let the terrible and wonderful beauty of this world consume you. i've encountered few people who have followed their dreams as recklessly and relentlessly as you have, and that pursuit is nothing short of inspiring. your bright eyes drink in this wild planet, your tender heart stores up this strange journey, and your clever mind craves more of this gorgeous life. thank you for being a tinkerer, a thinker, an artist, and a pioneer. i'm thoroughly convinced the world needs more creatures like you. sometimes, you're almost too bright to behold. i treasure and adore you greatly, johnny. keep burning, you brilliant boy.