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“I just don’t understand what her problem is!” the man standing across from me shouted, pointing at the girl behind me. “She seemed desperate to fuck with the film. She was told we’d provide whatever she wanted to help her ease into the interview, but this is not acceptable at all. I will fuck...” “Hey!” I cut in before the conversation could get any more heated. “Asshole. Fuck off before I decide I don’t want to do any interviews for this film either.” “But Noah—” he…- 278.0 K • Ongoing
- “Oi! Wanker! I need those lights o’er here!” A man came rushing over with the lights toward the first AD, who was coordinating the crew on set. “Did he just call a crew member a wanker?” Tom asked in bewilderment. I shrugged. “Could be his nickname or something. I really don't wanna ask.” Tom laughed and shook his head. We admired the view of Northern England spread out before us. Away from the bustling environment of a big city like London, this was the real deal. Sure, the…
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Scarlett nervously played with the hem of her dress as the car sped through the quiet neighborhood toward her mother’s home. The morning sunlight filtered through the window, highlighting the tension in her jaw. “Will you stop that already?” I gently pulled her hand toward me and interlaced her fingers with mine. “It’s not like I haven’t met your family. I love them, they love me, so what’s the problem?” “You haven’t met all of them,” she retorted. “Believe me, it’s gonna be…- 1.0 M • Ongoing
- “So, what do you think, huh?” I asked with a raised eyebrow, leaning forward eagerly in my first-class airplane seat. Robert Zemeckis, who sat beside me, sighed, took off his glasses, and rubbed his eyes thoughtfully. After a few moments, he put his glasses back on and looked me directly in the eye. “I’ll be blunt with you, Noah,” he began slowly. “I think you’d be good in this role.” “But?” I prompted, because I could see it coming from a mile away. “But casting you in…
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- I typed furiously on my computer, trying to make each scene as cinematic as possible. That's a big part of adapting a book into a movie. Some things that work really well on paper and feel gritty can simply make viewers uncomfortable on screen. Like this one scene I’m working on currently where the male protagonist was almost violated by a trucker. Yeah, no one wants to see that. Instead, he can become a hero by saving a girl from a similar situation. I know it’s a little sexist, but that’s…
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- “We’re live here at Trafalgar Square for the premiere of the most awaited film in the biggest movie franchise in the world, !” the female host announced excitedly, her voice rising above the roar of the crowd. “I’m Robin Myers, your host tonight. Let’s meet some of our fans and see what they think.” The camera followed as Robin weaved through the tightly packed crowd, stopping in front of a small group pressed against the barricades, their faces painted and scarves wrapped tightly around…
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- ~I met you in the dark, you lit me up You made me feel as though I was enough We danced the night away, we laughed too much I held on to your waist when They were staring you up. Then you smiled over your shoulder For a minute, I was heels head-over I pulled you closer to my chest And you asked me to stay over I said, "I already told ya I can’t stop if I tried my best" I knew I loved you then But you'd never know 'Cause I played it cool when I was scared of letting…
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- “You look a little worried,” I said to Adrienne while we waited for the crew to finish setting up the next scene. “You weren’t even this tense when we shot the sex scene.” I’d already wrapped my part of the sequence after my dramatic death, but Adrienne still had hours to go. She was naked and drenched in sticky red paint that clung to her skin like dried syrup. I figured a joke might lighten the mood. It was apparently the wrong choice. Adrienne shot me a glare. “Of course I’m…
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- As the film continues, more revelations are made about Patrick. He has a lot of friends who seem ready to support him in his time of grief, including two very hot girls. “Hey, Uncle Lee,” Patrick said hesitantly as he walked into his uncle’s room. “Is it okay if Sylvie sleeps over? Dad always let her.” “Then why are you asking me?” Lee asked in confusion. Patrick just smiled and was about to leave when he remembered something. “Oh, and her parents think she stays downstairs in the…
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- “Fuck!” I slammed my hands down on the steering wheel, the horn blaring loudly and making a man on the sidewalk in front of my car jump in surprise. He shot me an angry glare, but I ignored him and leaned back in my seat, staring at nothing. Everything had gone wrong. I’d come all the way back to the day I regretted the most, only to realize that regret itself had been a lie. Nothing I did would magically land me a role in Friends. Not like this. Not with reality stacked so firmly against…
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