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“I’m Acacia.” The hot Greek girl offered me her hand. “And you are?” I turned her hand over and placed a soft kiss on the back of it. “Noah.” She grinned and looked back at her friends, who all giggled at the gesture. “Alright then.” I motioned toward the area where they wanted us to shoot. “Let me go get my friends. Fair warning, they don’t know any Greek.” “We’ll manage,” Acacia replied in her heavily accented English. With that said, I headed back to my…- 278.0 K • Ongoing
- “What is your favorite ride?” I didn’t have to think too much about the question. “I like speed, reliability, great engineering, and style.” Then I patted the hood of the Porsche 911 we were standing in front of. “This beauty gives me all of that in one.” The man interviewing me, Rafe, nodded in agreement. “Can’t deny that. So, is this truly your first car?” “I never said that.” I immediately shook my head. “As much as I would’ve loved to get this as my first car, I…
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- “Aaaaahh! It hurts so fucking much!” I screamed as I writhed on the ground, covered in fake hair. “Turn around and show your back to the camera,” John Landis barked as he operated the camera himself. I did as instructed, dropping to all fours and howling while staring up at the ceiling. “Perfect!” Landis grinned. “We got what we needed. You can get some of the hair removed now, and we’ll shoot the next part.” Under the watchful eyes of dozens of crew members, I got up and…
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- “I’m so sorry!” I immediately turned around. “I thought... you’d be dressed by now.” For some reason, my male ego forced me to lie instead of admitting I’d walked into the wrong trailer by mistake. “And you decided to come into my trailer wearing only a towel?” she shot back sassily. I raised the script pages in my hand. “John asked me to drop off the revised pages for tomorrow’s shoot so you could prepare. I thought I’d hand them over quickly and then go get…
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- I decided to glare at the man who’d barged inside without so much as knocking, but the way he looked at Emma told me he meant business. “Cameron!” Emma gasped. “Couldn’t you have knocked?” “I got a call from your production team,” Cameron began without wasting a second. “They complained that you were acting like a diva and refusing to shoot. Is that true?” “Of course, that’s not true!” Emma glared at him. “Today is my first day on set. Why would I throw a tantrum today…
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- And the Oscar for the Worst Actor goes to... The Oscar ceremony was held last night, with emerging as the big winner. It took home awards for Best Film, Best Director, Best Adapted Screenplay, and Best Supporting Actor for Timothy Hutton, who is the youngest male actor to win an Oscar in his category. But what’s interesting is that last night wasn’t just about the Oscars. It also marked the Golden Raspberry Awards, a newly minted award show dedicated to honoring the worst Hollywood has to…
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- The moment I saw her, I knew who she was. She was a future Oscar winner and one of the greatest British actresses of her generation. Not to mention a brilliant writer and a very funny comedienne. Emma Thompson. “I’m so sorry for being late,” she apologized. “I mixed up the timing for this audition with another one.” “Unfortunately for you, we’re done here for today,” John said sternly. “You can come back tomorrow...” “John,” I interrupted before he could finish,…
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- I woke up after what felt like a very long, deep sleep. Yesterday’s run-in with a future superstar had left me reeling. Would he even become a superstar now that I had taken for myself? Even though I was exhausted, my brain was working overtime, thinking about Tom Cruise and the implications of taking one of his iconic roles. Should I feel some sort of guilt for taking the role away from him? I didn’t. Every film I’d done until now, whether it was or , had originally gone to someone else. By…
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- “Do you think he’ll get it right this time?” Al Pacino just shrugged, for he had no answer to that question. “This is the toughest scene for his character, so it’ll take time before he fully gets there. We just need some patience, and I’m sure he’ll nail it in a few more takes.” Robert Zemeckis nodded in agreement and walked back behind the camera. As much as Al preferred working with a director like Bob, who was open-minded enough to accept suggestions, it was sometimes tiring to…
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- “Thank you for coming here to see me,” I said, shaking hands with the man in front of me. John Landis gave me a nod. “It’s okay. I’ll do anything for my film. It’s my baby.” There was something in the way he said it that made me feel a little uncomfortable in his presence. Nonetheless, I indicated for him to take a seat on the couch opposite me. “So,” I began after a few moments of silence, “Why do I have a feeling that you came here not just to discuss the script with…
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