Best left to the imagination

There's a movie coming soon about the voiceover industry, and I'm excited because the trailer looks fun and right on target for the most part. Another part of me is slightly depressed because I've always sort of enjoyed the anonymity and mystery surrounding our industry. At one point in my radio career I was blessed to have been part of a very successful morning show that worked very hard creating theater of the mind. We made it sound riotously fun like there was a huge donkey pantsing party going on at all times in the control room. We did tons of characters and used gobs of sound effects, but in truth it was two guys in a studio and one of us (me) was bangin' sound effect carts in and out of cart decks like a brain damaged chimp. Naturally we had people regularly asking for permission to come sit in and watch, and I had to try convince them of the truth, that it would be dull as crap to sit and watch us do that. If you want to enjoy it, do it on the other side of the curtain. Trust me, it would be much better to be Scarlett Johansson's photographer than to be her surgeon.