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“Congratulations on the success of , Noah.” “Thank you, David,” I said, nodding gratefully at him. It felt strange to be meeting David Letterman during his first year hosting a talk show on NBC. The 1980s were a very different time for talk shows compared to what I remembered from the 2020s. The ruler of the industry was undoubtedly Johnny Carson, whom I badly wanted to interview with. Unfortunately, Carson wasn’t interested. I wasn’t big enough for his time. Something similar happened…- 278.0 K • Ongoing
I was overwhelmed. Never in a million years did I imagine receiving such an honor from someone like Michael Jackson. The allegations against him might have made people question his character, but no one could deny his talent, his influence, or the weight his words carried. Even if the name he gave me didn’t stick (which I hoped it wouldn’t), I would still cherish it forever because of Michael’s intentions, which I knew were genuine. One thing I had learned during all my time with him was that…- 1.0 M • Ongoing
- “This year’s award season, which leads up to the Oscars, just took a confusing turn,” the man on the TV said with a smile. “The Golden Globes, which open the season, were heavily skewed in favor of the biggest movie of the year, . With the exception of two acting awards in the Best Actor and Best Supporting Actor categories, the movie won every award it had been nominated for. The same trend followed at the Critics' Choice Awards, where, once again, the last Harry Potter movie swept the awards,…
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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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- @Tomas12: Harry: I’m a what?HAGRID: Yer a WINNER, Harry! @NovaKnight: Let’s fucking go! 12 Oscar wins in one night! That’s what I’m talking about! Harry Potter is my childhood, my comfort, my first love, my obsession, my life. Thank God the world finally acknowledges it as much as I do. @LunaBliss: When the movie came out, people were laughing about how long it was. Who’s laughing now? @SereneDreamer: I’m literally crying so hard my boyfriend had to console me for nearly an hour. I…
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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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- ~Hasa Diga Eebowai!~ The whole group of actors was singing around me, their voices rising as they danced across the stage. One of the women handed me a prop baby to cradle, and I held it awkwardly as the cast circled us. ~When the world is getting you downThere's nobody else to blame!Way oh!Raise your middle finger to the skyAnd curse His rotten name!~ “Wait, what?” I blurted out as the meaning finally clicked. Everyone else kept singing and dancing with full enthusiasm, but I stepped out of…
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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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