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“Keep going! Just like that! Now turn around and end it with your best moonwalk!” I followed MJ’s instructions precisely, letting the rhythm carry me across the smooth studio floor. The mirrors on the walls reflected every move, the glide, the spin, the snap of my foot as I landed the pose. I ended with my arms stretched wide, legs crossed dramatically, just as Michael would have done. “Bravo!” MJ clapped enthusiastically, his laughter echoing through the rehearsal hall. He stepped forward…- 1.0 M • Ongoing
“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…- 246.1 K • Ongoing
June 2009, Phoenix Motion Pictures HQ (Formerly Sony Columbia) “We would love for you to continue working on the film,” Tobias said emphatically. He leaned forward in his chair, palms pressed together, as if trying to soften the blow. “You are a great director. But this is not the direction we want to go in.” Not satisfied with the answer, the man in question turned to me. Chris Columbus adjusted his glasses before giving me a frustrated look. “Believe me, Troy, this is the perfect…- 1.0 M • Ongoing
Nikki nervously wrung her wrists, her stomach twisting as she tried to calm herself. She still couldn’t believe she had landed the biggest role of her career, and that she’d be performing beside the biggest superstar in the world. Troy Armitage won awards left, right, and center wherever he went, and he was the only guaranteed box office success in today’s era. Then he was a billionaire, one of the most handsome guys out there, and a record-breaking musician as well. Sometimes, it was hard to…- 1.0 M • Ongoing
“Alice, will you give me a break? I need some alone time with my thoughts,” Scarlett grouched, her voice edged with irritation as she shifted uncomfortably on the couch. Alice just chuckled and shook her head. “Troy has told me in no uncertain terms that I can’t leave you alone unless he tells me himself. It’s for your own safety, Scarlett. I can be quiet as a mouse, and you won’t even notice my presence.” Sometimes, Scarlett found it difficult to decide whether she loved Troy or hated…- 1.0 M • Ongoing
“You son of a bitch,” Peter said with a wide grin after placing the script of Risky Business on the table. “You really want to do everything yourself, don’t you? I thought you’d leave the behind-the-scenes work to Ash and me, but no… you wrote a script, and now you want to direct it too?” I chuckled and plucked the script back from him. “Not my fault you never managed to stick to one job long enough to master it. You tried everything and ended up doing nothing.” “I take offense to…- 246.1 K • Ongoing
“I fucking hate this shit!” Austin growled as he stared at the long line stretching across the entrance of the movie theater. “Why are so many people here to watch this film? Why couldn’t they do it next week? Or maybe never?” “We already have the tickets, bro.” Eric gave Austin an exasperated look while adjusting the collar of his hoodie. “I brought you out here because I thought Troy was your favorite actor, and watching his film would make you feel better. But you’re still acting…- 1.0 M • Ongoing
“It’s called impostor syndrome,” Scarlett said in a soft voice. “It’s the most common psychological problem actors have to face. And this is especially true for actors who are good at their jobs. People praise us so much that we start doubting their words.” “I’m not a psycho,” I retorted. “I don’t have any issues.” Scarlett gave me an unimpressed look but didn’t argue. Her fixed stare was enough to make me avert my gaze. “Have you ever faced this impostor syndrome?” I…- 1.0 M • Ongoing
January 2009, Beverly Hilton Hotel, Los Angeles, CA, USA The ballroom fell into an expectant hush as the presenter tore open the envelope. “And the Golden Globe for Best Supporting Actress goes to… Kate Winslet for .” The crowd erupted into applause. Winslet kissed her husband quickly, her face alight with joy, before making her way to the stage in a graceful stride. “Strange,” Mum murmured beside me, sipping her champagne. “I thought she’d be winning one for her lead performance…- 1.0 M • Ongoing
“I’m telling you, Rose, it will happen this time. Mark my words, we’ll trap the son of a bitch for sure,” said Melissa Gillis, the investigator Rose had been working with. Her tone carried the kind of conviction that came only after months of frustration. “It helps that the woman we have asked for help this time around is a complete professional and knows what she’s getting into,” added Anthony Hernandez, Melissa’s partner, his voice steady but his eyes betraying fatigue. Rose only…- 1.0 M • Ongoing
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