ראיון ישן עם ברנדן פהר.
הנה ראיון ישן שנערך עם ברנדן פהר לפני כ-4 שנים בדיוק שהתחילו לשדר את רוזוול בארה"ב: As New Westminster-born, Mission-raised high-school-athlete- turned-TV-actor Brendan Fehr steps into the prime-time limelight as one of the disaffected alien teenagers of Roswell, the well-oiled publicity machine of The WB television network shifts into warp drive. This is the same advertiser-friendly, youth-oriented network that recognized the purchasing power of teens and gave them Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Dawson's Creek, Charmed and Felicity, that vaulted Kitsilano's Joshua Jackson to cover-boy status in the process and now threatens to do the same for Fehr and his Popular Kerrisdale contemporary, Carly Pope. But for all its ability to position its Gap-worthy, Details-friendly teen idols in the popular zeitgeist -- Sarah Michelle Gellar, Katie Holmes, Keri Russell, etc. -- the WB publicity machine is still capable of gumming up the works with a geographic glitch every now and then. Fehr's official WB biography, for example, lists him as growing up in "the British Columbia hamlet of New Westminster." "Hamlet?" Fehr says, seating himself at an out-of-the-way table at a downtown food court within sight of a gaggle of teenage girls who spot him and begin talking among themselves very, very loudly. "I don't even know what that is." Don't believe it. Fehr, taller than he appears on TV and, like Pope, more grounded and worldly than his 21 years might suggest, was a scholastic overachiever who planned to study mathematics in university and then become a teacher. Instead, on a dare, he tried his hand at modeling. That led to guest appearances on the Vancouver- made series Breaker High and Millennium and minor roles in New Line Cinema's Flight 180, with Devon Sawa, and the MGM feature film Disturbing Behavior for director David Nutter. Even though most of Fehr's Disturbing scenes ended up on the cutting-room floor, Nutter was impressed enough that when he formed a creative union with My So- Called Life-writer Jason Katims on Roswell, he suggested that Fehr read for the role of Michael Guerin, one of a trio of descendants from alien beings who, according to popular legend, crashed and burned in the New Mexico desert in 1947. Fehr is dressed loosely and unpretentiously on this late-autumn afternoon, thin for his height in the way many TV actors are, with alert eyes and a wavy shock of sandy-coloured hair. If not for the fact that he is accompanied by a publicist-cum-handler, he could pass for any one of the teenagers and early 20-somethings milling around the food court. When his handler ducks into a Starbucks for a latte, Fehr grabs a chicken sandwich at the adjacent McDonald's and attacks it with almost otherworldly zeal. "They don't have McChickens down in the States and I've been craving one for a long time," he says, pausing long enough to manage an ironic smile. "A lot of things are different down there. I've gone out with agents and lawyers and executives, and you always end up going to some restaurant in Beverly Hills. I'd be content, you know, to just go into some greasy little hamburger shop and grab a burger, but that's just not kosher down there. You're not a real professional unless you do the restaurant routine." Fehr isn't intimidated by the prospect of Dawson-like heat if Roswell continues on its meteoric path. People may recognize him on the street, but he doubts even that will affect his day-to-day life in any dramatic way. "You may have more people come up to you than if you weren't on TV, but it's not as if you can't get from point A to point B. There may be a couple more conversations in between, but I don't think I will have my shirt torn off on the street. Even if the show takes off and becomes wildly successful, in L.A. there are still going to be about a zillion people more famous and alluring than me, so why get bent out of shape over it?" Fehr is in Vancouver for a brief respite from the eight-day-per- episode grind of filming in the hot, rugged desert beyond Los Angeles County. Tonight, Roswell's second episode airs on VTV (8 p.m.) and across Canada on CTV; Wednesday, the series' third episode will air across the U.S. on The WB (WPIX at 6 p.m., KTLA at 9 p.m.). Along with Angel, Roswell is the biggest hit of The WB's fall season: Angel topped lead-in Buffy the Vampire Slayer in the ratings while Roswell, improbably as it may seem, improved on lead-in Dawson's Creek. Fehr says morale on the set is, well, out of this world. He has become tight with castmates Jason Behr, Majandra Delfino, Shiri Appleby and Katherine Heigl, as well as Vancouver-cinematographer John Bartley, a 1996 Emmy Award winner for The X-Files. In between scenes, Fehr queries Bartley incessantly about camera angles and lighting set-ups; Bartley, for his part, is only too willing to share his knowledge.
הנה ראיון ישן שנערך עם ברנדן פהר לפני כ-4 שנים בדיוק שהתחילו לשדר את רוזוול בארה"ב: As New Westminster-born, Mission-raised high-school-athlete- turned-TV-actor Brendan Fehr steps into the prime-time limelight as one of the disaffected alien teenagers of Roswell, the well-oiled publicity machine of The WB television network shifts into warp drive. This is the same advertiser-friendly, youth-oriented network that recognized the purchasing power of teens and gave them Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Dawson's Creek, Charmed and Felicity, that vaulted Kitsilano's Joshua Jackson to cover-boy status in the process and now threatens to do the same for Fehr and his Popular Kerrisdale contemporary, Carly Pope. But for all its ability to position its Gap-worthy, Details-friendly teen idols in the popular zeitgeist -- Sarah Michelle Gellar, Katie Holmes, Keri Russell, etc. -- the WB publicity machine is still capable of gumming up the works with a geographic glitch every now and then. Fehr's official WB biography, for example, lists him as growing up in "the British Columbia hamlet of New Westminster." "Hamlet?" Fehr says, seating himself at an out-of-the-way table at a downtown food court within sight of a gaggle of teenage girls who spot him and begin talking among themselves very, very loudly. "I don't even know what that is." Don't believe it. Fehr, taller than he appears on TV and, like Pope, more grounded and worldly than his 21 years might suggest, was a scholastic overachiever who planned to study mathematics in university and then become a teacher. Instead, on a dare, he tried his hand at modeling. That led to guest appearances on the Vancouver- made series Breaker High and Millennium and minor roles in New Line Cinema's Flight 180, with Devon Sawa, and the MGM feature film Disturbing Behavior for director David Nutter. Even though most of Fehr's Disturbing scenes ended up on the cutting-room floor, Nutter was impressed enough that when he formed a creative union with My So- Called Life-writer Jason Katims on Roswell, he suggested that Fehr read for the role of Michael Guerin, one of a trio of descendants from alien beings who, according to popular legend, crashed and burned in the New Mexico desert in 1947. Fehr is dressed loosely and unpretentiously on this late-autumn afternoon, thin for his height in the way many TV actors are, with alert eyes and a wavy shock of sandy-coloured hair. If not for the fact that he is accompanied by a publicist-cum-handler, he could pass for any one of the teenagers and early 20-somethings milling around the food court. When his handler ducks into a Starbucks for a latte, Fehr grabs a chicken sandwich at the adjacent McDonald's and attacks it with almost otherworldly zeal. "They don't have McChickens down in the States and I've been craving one for a long time," he says, pausing long enough to manage an ironic smile. "A lot of things are different down there. I've gone out with agents and lawyers and executives, and you always end up going to some restaurant in Beverly Hills. I'd be content, you know, to just go into some greasy little hamburger shop and grab a burger, but that's just not kosher down there. You're not a real professional unless you do the restaurant routine." Fehr isn't intimidated by the prospect of Dawson-like heat if Roswell continues on its meteoric path. People may recognize him on the street, but he doubts even that will affect his day-to-day life in any dramatic way. "You may have more people come up to you than if you weren't on TV, but it's not as if you can't get from point A to point B. There may be a couple more conversations in between, but I don't think I will have my shirt torn off on the street. Even if the show takes off and becomes wildly successful, in L.A. there are still going to be about a zillion people more famous and alluring than me, so why get bent out of shape over it?" Fehr is in Vancouver for a brief respite from the eight-day-per- episode grind of filming in the hot, rugged desert beyond Los Angeles County. Tonight, Roswell's second episode airs on VTV (8 p.m.) and across Canada on CTV; Wednesday, the series' third episode will air across the U.S. on The WB (WPIX at 6 p.m., KTLA at 9 p.m.). Along with Angel, Roswell is the biggest hit of The WB's fall season: Angel topped lead-in Buffy the Vampire Slayer in the ratings while Roswell, improbably as it may seem, improved on lead-in Dawson's Creek. Fehr says morale on the set is, well, out of this world. He has become tight with castmates Jason Behr, Majandra Delfino, Shiri Appleby and Katherine Heigl, as well as Vancouver-cinematographer John Bartley, a 1996 Emmy Award winner for The X-Files. In between scenes, Fehr queries Bartley incessantly about camera angles and lighting set-ups; Bartley, for his part, is only too willing to share his knowledge.
