Personal details
- Birth Date: 1975-11-16
- Height: 6′ 1″ (1.85 m)
- Birth Location: Tel Aviv, Israel
- Professions: Additional Crew, Actor, Camera and Electrical Department
Man, Arik Ben Treston’s story is kinda wild when you think about it. Born right in the heart of Tel-Aviv, but his roots? Totally American, and not just any Americans—his parents are the sort who practically live on creativity. His dad was a classical piano wiz, the kind who’d bounce from one side of the globe to the other, teaching at some fancy Swiss college in between concerts. His mom? Straight out of LaGuardia (yep, the “FAME” school), doing the whole Summer Stock circuit, acting here, writing there. She’s even had her work picked up by the BBC, which is pretty legit. Oh, and let’s not skip the great-grandpa—big-time Vaudeville star, rubbing shoulders with the icons back in the day. Arik kinda fell into acting by accident. No, really. He was just doing an internship at this old-school theater during a college summer break, and suddenly he’s auditioning for a role in “Puddle Cruiser” (which, by the way, actually got a bunch of love from critics). Got the part in a snap. After that, he finished up college—writing, directing, acting, basically doing all the things. Now he’s in the film biz for real, running the marketing and PR game at a studio, but he’s also dipping into development and production. And because he apparently doesn’t sleep, he’s also busy voicing radio ads, cartoons, corporate videos—whatever pays the bills, right? The guy’s got art in his DNA, and honestly, it kinda shows.
refrencennSo, get this—there’s this wild little nugget about the star: they’re actually a not-too-distant cousin of Lillian Gish. Yeah, that’s right, the silent film icon herself. It’s one of those family tree twists that makes you wonder if talent’s stashed somewhere in the DNA, or if maybe holiday dinners just came with a side of acting tips. Anyway, you can almost see the resemblance if you squint and tilt your head. People who dig into old Hollywood lore get a real kick out of finding these connections, like it’s some secret club only a few are in on. Just imagine growing up with stories about Lillian floating around your living room—kind of puts a new spin on having a “famous relative.” For movie buffs, it’s one of those weird facts that sticks in your brain long after the credits roll.
Never walk in a dead man’s footsteps. That line, man, it’s got weight. The film circles around this idea—don’t repeat the same old mistakes, don’t get trapped by someone else’s bad choices. The main character? He’s not some hero on a shiny horse. No, he’s messy—haunted by the past, dodging his own shadow, and trying not to screw up like those before him. There’s a lot of staring down empty streets, trying to decide if you’re gonna carve your own path or just follow the trail straight to disaster. It’s gritty, sometimes kind of bleak, with everyone holding secrets and nobody coming out squeaky clean. The movie basically throws you into this world where trust is currency, and betrayal is always lurking around the corner. It asks: do you have the guts to break the cycle, or do you go down with the ship like the rest? Heavy stuff, honestly.
November 16, 1975
6′ 1″ (1.85 m)
Konidela Ram Charan
Tel Aviv, Israel
49 years old