Full given name: |
Christian Camargo (aka Minnick) |
Hometown: |
Katonah, NY |
Zodiac sign: |
Cancer |
Special skills: |
Fixing old tractors and flea market finds |
First Broadway show ever saw: |
Nefertiti (the babysitter didn't show, so Mom brought me to work) |
If you could go back in time and catch any Broadway show, what would it be? |
A Streetcar Named Desire, wouldn't you? |
Favorite show tune: |
"Come up and comb my Katie's hair." Sung by Lord Lithgow in All My Sons. |
Most played song on your iPod: |
"Oh What a Beautiful Morning" sung by Patrick Wilson on David Letterman's "Late Show." |
One CD you couldn't live without: |
"Songs That Dylan Loved" |
Last book you read: |
"Out Stealing Horses" by Per Petterson |
Must-see TV show: |
"CBS Sunday Morning" Caution: contains relevant news with doses of inspiration and hope. |
Last good movie you saw: |
"Dog Day Afternoon." John Cazale is genius. |
Favorite board game: |
Scrabulous, R.I.P. |
Performer you would drop everything to go see: |
Mark Rylance. I stalk him on a regular basis. |
Pop culture guilty pleasure: |
Yearning for Jordan Gelber's new iPhone but not sure I want what's on it. |
First stage kiss: |
Christopher Durang's A History of the American Film. Then I got mono. |
Favorite post-show meal: |
Angus McIndoe (I think Angus might be faking his accent, though). |
How you got your Equity card: |
Shakespeare in the Park, Henry V. |
Worst onstage mishap: |
Juilliard 1996: I got hit with food poisoning as a spear-carrier and ran through the audience and out the doors then home in the snow dressed as a Roman sentry. They never found the spear. |
Worst costume ever: |
No costume. Kit Marlowe at the Public. Swinging nude in front of my grandmother's church group was interesting. |
Cats or dogs? |
Rescued dogs. |
Favorite cereal: |
Anything Kashi. |
Who would play you in the movie? |
Katie Holmes |
Worst job you ever had: |
Driving the short bus. |
TV or commercial gig you most enjoyed: |
"K-19." |
Leading man role you've been dying to play: |
Chet Baker. I'm learning the horn, just in case someone writes something. So hurry up someone. |