My co-worker Ajay writes a YouTube based sitcom. It is a huge hit, he tells me, with viewers all over the world. It’s also in Malayalam, so when he sent me episode links it’s not like I could tell whether it was well-written. The story is about Indian immigrants in the U.S., so there’s a smattering of English (like, “Okay, fine”).
For many months, Ajay has been offering me guest spots on the show—basically whenever he wants an American. I don’t know if he thinks I’m especially funny or charming, or if he just hits up everyone he knows when he needs guest stars.
So anyway, this weekend we filmed my first episode. I play an American woman married to a Malayali man. I walk up to an Indian gentleman sitting at a park bench and strike up a conversation. I ask where he’s from, he says Kerala, I say “My husband is from Kerala! He’s been trying to teach me Malayalam. I’ve been hoping to meet someone I can practice my language skills with.” Then I greet him in Malayalam and he looks uncomfortable. The camera zooms in on my smiling face. Tune in next time.
We did this outdoors. Often they film in restaurants and cafes, but the week before Thanksgiving, everyone was too busy. It was about 29 degrees out, with a punishing windchill. So naturally I’m walking up to a park bench and fixing my makeup. With gloves on. We were all numb from the cold.
Anyway, so here’s my new career as a sitcom actress. I have no idea what the other characters are about, but I figure that’s good for my character, who doesn’t speak the language; I have purposely not asked for back story for that reason. See? I’m Method.