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“You seem oddly happy today,” Sean noted the moment I walked onto the set. His voice carried that mix of suspicion and amusement that only a director could manage before a long shoot. I grinned mischievously and shrugged. “Just had a great sleep last night. Nothing else.” Beside me, Kevin Bacon let out a dramatic scoff. “Oh, really? Because from what I could hear, you didn’t sleep at all. And because of you, none of us could either.” I blinked, caught off guard, and turned to look at…- 190.4 K • Ongoing
~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…- 961.0 K • Ongoing
- As the movie continued, Harry, Remus, and Tonks were joined by the rest of the Order, all there to spirit Harry away from Number 4, Privet Drive. Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, Bill, Fleur, Arthur Weasley, Mundungus Fletcher, and Kingsley Shacklebolt arrived in quick succession, led by Mad-Eye Moody. The empty living room felt suddenly crowded with all the new arrivals. The moment Moody pulled out a flask of Polyjuice Potion, Harry became very vocal about how he felt about everyone risking their lives for…
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- I was back in the pool, or as I liked to think of it: home. It had been hours since I’d arrived, and I’d already practiced all four strokes a professional swimmer must master. It was getting late, and with no one else around, I decided to have some fun. I floated lazily in the water, aimless, simply because I could. I didn’t have to keep moving or control my breath like others might. I just extended my limbs and stayed afloat as if an invisible pool float rested beneath me. After a while, I…
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- After a successful meeting with the director of Friday the 13th, I drove to my second appointment of the day. This one carried far more weight because it was with Douglas Day-Stewart and Paul Brickman, the duo rewriting my version of Risky Business. They had just returned from Los Angeles after finalizing the revisions that Columbia Pictures wanted before approving the film. Technically, my contract gave me the right to object to any changes made to the script. Realistically, though, filmmaking was…
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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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- It surprised Al Pacino to learn that a mere 18-year-old had written such an impressive story. When Noah left the script for him that day, Al had been irritated. It wasn’t the first time an acquaintance had tried to corner him into working together, and he was usually very good at shutting those attempts down. Still, there was something about Noah that stirred his curiosity. If the boy had managed to sell a script to Columbia and earn enough money to buy a house right next to his, he couldn’t be…
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- “You don’t know what you want to be,” Michelle said bluntly, looking straight into my eyes. “What… exactly do you mean by that?” I asked hesitantly. She gave me a serious look. “This is just my opinion, so take it with a pinch of salt, okay?” I nodded. “You’re an actor, a writer, a director, a producer, a model, and a professional athlete.” “I’m not a professional athlete anymore,” I argued. “Neither a model.” “Yet you train every day for hours,” she…
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- “Right,” I said with a slow nod. “I’m not very good with money or numbers, so I’ll have to ask my lawyer to go over it with you, or with someone else from Columbia, at a later date.” Frank Price’s smile widened, as if he had just uncovered my excuse for what it was. If I hadn’t offered that line, he would have pushed me to sign the contract immediately, and I was in no mood to create unnecessary friction. “Was that all on your end?” I asked. “Just one more thing,” he…
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- ~I believe That God lives on a planet called Kolob I believe That Jesus has his own planet as well And I believe That the Garden of Eden was in Jackson County, Missouri~ The crowd went wild as Troy, as Elder Price, clasped the hand of the African warlord, General Butt Fucking Naked, and launched into a full-blown dance on stage. Scarlett looked around the hall and saw people losing their shit all around her, clapping, cheering, and wiping tears of laughter from their eyes as they…
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