The story that NPR and Matthew have brought to us today is all about slashers - or rather the actors who slash for our amusement in the films of the cinema. You know the ones... the cannon fodder in an action adventure movie where the hero guns down a small country - ever wonder who those people are?
I didn't. Really... I just assumed they were extras in a movie. Low-paid schmoes doing very little acting... how difficult is it to get stabbed in a movie, play a corpse on CSI, or drink a cup of coffee in the background of a cafe?
I was an extra in the John Goodman/Bette Middler movie Stella (I'm seen in and around the 44-second mark dancing and staring into the camera, and again a few minutes later in the background having a beer - a real one!).
Anyhow... I just assumed that one does not need a real actor - even one dressed in a costume - just to die by a katana sword or a hail of bullets in a scene lasting 0.47 seconds.
I was wrong.
In Japan, at least, there is a special breed of actor - the kirareyaku (chopped-up actors), who have have dying on screen perfected to an art form.
Have a read on the kirareyaku, and see what they have to say about a never-dying breed of specialty acting roles. It's a great read.
Read that story HERE.
Who could ever imagine people could make a living out of dying so well?
Today is a good day to die - again.