Dirk Benedict
Dirk Benedict
Dirk Benedictis an American movie, television and stage actor who played the characters Lieutenant Templeton "Faceman" Peck in The A-Team television series and Lieutenant Starbuck in the original Battlestar Galactica film and television series. He is the author of Confessions of a Kamikaze Cowboy and And Then We Went Fishing...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionTV Actor
Date of Birth1 March 1945
CityHelena, MT
CountryUnited States of America
A stage play requires very different craft from a book, fiction or otherwise, and ditto from a screenplay.
There is a divine moment in our lives when we all become one. It's called procreation, and it is reborn, continually and forever.
We live in an age of experts, and if you are a TV star... it is difficult, if not impossible, to gain respect as a writer of the kind of books I've written or the kind of film I wrote and directed.
Over the years I've had many agents, too many to remember.
I was an actor. I wanted to act. But... I didn't want to be a movie star. Never had wanted to be a movie star. I was so naive as to assume that anyone who knew me would know that went without saying.
It is marketing that makes films popular. Cross-marketing. Selling movies with hamburgers and Coke.
I went from being a big TV star on the lot, with my own parking space, my own table in the commissary, to a complete nobody! When I went to get my stuff, they wouldn't let me on the lot.
I wouldn't refuse stardom, recognition, acclaim. I had no axe to grind either way... I wasn't wishing I was somewhere else, somebody else, richer or more famous. I was happy and secure with who I was, what I was and where I was. I didn't have to have what they all had.
Today I spend more time making music than I do writing.
From the very beginning, the primary appeal of macrobiotics for me was that it was something I could try by myself. I had never sought, nor wanted... help in trying to understand the principles of yin and yang.
I enjoy writing nonfiction the most because one is limited only by one's imagination. Autobiography is tough.
For thousands of sick and dying people all over the country, cast out of hospitals with their individual predictions of only months left on this planet, Boston was a last hope, a Mecca.
My son flipped. He loved it. He's 9 now, but he still loves reptiles. To this day, he's so proud that his Dad turned into a snake.
I also knew that, although infinitely slower, the only real path to personal health and happiness was through my own slow and painful understanding.