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“What do you mean she’s not good for this role?” I asked, barely stopping myself from shouting at the director. “The moment she started acting, it felt like she was made for this part. And she’s tall too, just like you wanted.” Paul leaned back in his chair and shook his head slowly. “I can’t say it with certainty. I just didn’t like her. Not once did she look me or anyone else in the eye. That’s not the sign of a good actor.” Samuel Rivers, the studio executive sitting in on…- 278.0 K • Ongoing
Christopher Nolan looked at the man who had made the movie possible, Troy Armitage, who was getting ready for today's shoot. For a brief time, had been as good as scrapped. "If Troy doesn't appear in the sequel, people won't watch the movie," Jonathan Nolan, Christopher's brother and co-writer of the screenplay, had said seriously. "The film made as much money as it did because of the surprise reveal at the end about his identity. And he was the soul of the movie. If he's not coming back, we may as…- 1.0 M • Ongoing
- “So, how is it?” the man asked with a wide grin as he slid into the passenger seat while I eased the car into my driveway. “It’s great,” I said honestly, turning off the engine. “It glides like butter melting in a pan. But if I’m completely honest, it can’t beat my 911 Turbo.” I stepped out of the red car and shut the door gently, almost reverently. Even if it was the lesser variant, it needed to be treated with care. A few feet away, parked neatly in the driveway, stood my silver…
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- “Troy!” Anne Hathaway came running up to me in her Catwoman costume and then did something unexpected. She hugged me. I hugged her back instinctively and said, “Nice to meet you too, Annie. Not that I’m complaining, but did I do something to warrant this hug?” She pulled away with stars in her eyes. “I binged yesterday. The whole season. And I’m absolutely in love with the series. It’s undoubtedly my new favorite TV show right now. I can’t wait for the next season to drop. Please…
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- “So this is your new home?” Julie asked thoughtfully and looked around the living room. The place still looked a little too empty without any of my personal stuff put in. It didn’t make sense to decorate the place when I’ll be going away soon. “Yup,” I said with a nod. “Thanks for agreeing to stay here with me.” “That’s what friends are for, aren’t they?” she shot back playfully. She stepped closer, slipped her arms around my neck, and pressed her body against mine. “And…
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- I flipped through a business magazine as I waited patiently for my flight. “Who would’ve thought that Mr. Troy Armitage would be waiting for his flight just like any other normal person?” I turned toward my assistant with a raised eyebrow. “You’re saying that as if it’s my fault my private jet failed a safety inspection at the last moment and had to be grounded because of it. Or that all the other charter planes in the area were already booked today.” “You could’ve waited for two…
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- “Oh,” Jeannine blinked a few times, a teasing glint quickly replacing her surprise. “You should have told me we were skinny dipping. And here I went through the trouble of changing into my bathing suit.” “I’m so sorry, Jean,” I said. “It's just that, during my last film, I used to skinny dip a lot in the ocean. I got used to the freedom of it. And since no one else was coming…” I stopped mid-sentence as she pulled off her bikini top and threw it directly into my face. I hurriedly…
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- I looked around the set, taking in the controlled chaos unfolding in every direction. Crew members hurried past with purpose, some carrying lighting rigs while others adjusted cameras mounted on towering cranes. It was hectic, but it made sense. Today was about making sure we got the tone of the show right. It had to feel as grand and imposing as I’d envisioned. “So you’re ready for this scene?” I looked up to see James Cameron standing beside me, a familiar grin on his face. “Don’t I…
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- “What the fuck…” I whispered, stunned and unsure what else to say. “Frank?” He set the grocery bag on the coffee table with a dull thud and walked over to shake my hand. “I know what you must be thinking, but I promise you, the last time we met, I had no idea you were related to Gloria.” Seeing him in a casual polo and jeans threw me off for a moment. The last time, he had been all business in a well-tailored suit. Now he looked like someone who spent his majority time at kids’ soccer…
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- ~Just take those old records off the shelfI'll sit and listen to 'em by myselfToday's music ain't got the same soulI like that old-time rock 'n' roll~ The music blared in the background as I bungled another take. Or more like the floor did. I’d either overdo the slide and land on the extreme right of the frame, or underdo it and land on the left. For some fucking reason, I just couldn’t land in the middle the way I wanted. “Fuck!” I cursed out loud. Paul turned to the assistant director.…
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