Went to a funeral yesterday.
Less than two weeks ago, our friend and colleague James Kavaz, who played Harris in KillerKiller and Lesley Meadows in Hellbride, died. He was only in his mid-forties, and had only been diagnosed with cancer about a week beforehand. What can you say about something like that? All the words become obvious and trite.
Having said that, here are my own trite ones for the record. James was a fucking superb actor and a great bloke to have a pint with. I cast him for Hellbride, then watched his audition tape again and offered him KK too without another audition, (despite the characters being vastly different). He had a way of nailing a character down; of bringing them kicking and screaming off the page and onto the screen.
I have no doubt that I would have kept casting James Kavaz in each of my movies from now until retirement, but things don’t always work out the way they should. It’s strange to be surrounded by his face on everything from the KK poster to the Hellbride footage that I’m still editing; all the while being painfully aware that we’re never going to actually see him again.
Sleep well, mate.