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Full given name:
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Christian Camargo (aka Minnick)
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Hometown:
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Katonah, NY
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Zodiac sign:
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Cancer
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Special skills:
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Fixing old tractors and flea market finds
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First Broadway show ever saw:
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Nefertiti (the babysitter didn't show, so Mom brought me to work)
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If you could go back in time and catch any Broadway show, what would it be?
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A Streetcar Named Desire, wouldn't you?
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Favorite show tune:
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"Come up and comb my Katie's hair." Sung by Lord Lithgow in All My Sons.
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Most played song on your iPod:
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"Oh What a Beautiful Morning" sung by Patrick Wilson on David Letterman's "Late Show."
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One CD you couldn't live without:
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"Songs That Dylan Loved"
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Last book you read:
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"Out Stealing Horses" by Per Petterson
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Must-see TV show:
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"CBS Sunday Morning" Caution: contains relevant news with doses of inspiration and hope.
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Last good movie you saw:
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"Dog Day Afternoon." John Cazale is genius.
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Favorite board game:
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Scrabulous, R.I.P.
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Performer you would drop everything to go see:
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Mark Rylance. I stalk him on a regular basis.
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Pop culture guilty pleasure:
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Yearning for Jordan Gelber's new iPhone but not sure I want what's on it.
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First stage kiss:
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Christopher Durang's A History of the American Film. Then I got mono.
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Favorite post-show meal:
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Angus McIndoe (I think Angus might be faking his accent, though).
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How you got your Equity card:
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Shakespeare in the Park, Henry V.
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Worst onstage mishap:
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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.
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Worst costume ever:
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No costume. Kit Marlowe at the Public. Swinging nude in front of my grandmother's church group was interesting.
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Cats or dogs?
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Rescued dogs.
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Favorite cereal:
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Anything Kashi.
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Who would play you in the movie?
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Katie Holmes
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Worst job you ever had:
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Driving the short bus.
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TV or commercial gig you most enjoyed:
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"K-19."
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Leading man role you've been dying to play:
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Chet Baker. I'm learning the horn, just in case someone writes something. So hurry up someone.
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