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The video opened with grainy, black-and-white security footage. A man approached a guard seated at a checkpoint. Without warning, the man raised a handgun and fired directly into the guard’s chest. The guard collapsed instantly. Mason recoiled in shock. The footage jumped to a second camera angle, showing the same man now inside the estate grounds, moving with grim determination, his weapon raised, ready to fire again. He encountered another guard, who instinctively stepped back in…- 930.1 K • Ongoing
- “Marvel?” Bobby asked in confusion. “I thought you were more of a DC guy.” He carefully looked over at Andrew, who was the only person present in the room who didn’t know about my upcoming role as the Joker. “I’m positive that Warner Bros won’t sell me one of their biggest IPs just like that,” I said dryly. “So I’ll go for the next best option. Marvel comics are great, and I enjoy them a lot.” Bobby nodded slowly. “Alright, Marvel and Netflix will be on our target. Anything…
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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…- 165.3 K • Ongoing
- “No,” I shook my head, firm but calm. “I have no intention of hiding my revenue. I’ll talk to an accountant, or maybe a tax lawyer, to structure my income better, but definitely not hiding from the IRS.” Michael leaned back on the couch, one arm draped lazily over the side as he shrugged. “Everybody does it, Noah,” he said in a casual tone. “That’s how all these Hollywood stars live their luxurious lives despite earning millions.” I frowned, mulling over his words for a bit. The…
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- Tobias sat across from a plump middle-aged woman named Erica in a cozy, secluded booth in a cafe near her home in Buckinghamshire, England. She stared at him with wide eyes after listening to his offer. "I can't believe it." She shook her head slowly, still in disbelief. "I write fanfiction. Not some great piece of literature. Why would one of the world's biggest entertainment companies be interested in my story?" Tobias kept his expression calm, though inside he was wondering the same thing. And…
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- “Why are you so tense?” Jeannine asked. I was pushing my dinner around my plate instead of eating it. She leaned closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. “Still thinking about what happened on the set today?” “How can I not?” I replied. “More than that, I’m thinking about what will happen tomorrow.” The shoot with Jeannine had taken much longer than we anticipated. The original schedule was to film her scene and Laurie’s on the same day, saving the more technical scene with…
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- “Tell me honestly, kid, did you really write it by yourself?” Al Pacino asked, wonder creeping into his voice as he studied my face. I nodded, a grin spreading across my face. “Of course. I just had this idea while I was writing my first script. I made a few major mistakes in it, which meant I had to do some serious rewrites. At some point, I started wondering what it would be like if I could go back in time and do it all again. Then I thought, what if I made another mistake the second time too? I…
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- “Hermione! Ron!” I hugged the two actors who stood in for Harry Potter’s best friends. “The gang’s all back together!” “Harry, honestly, don’t you have a job?” Hermione said irritably. “You need to stop coming to Hogwarts every day. Ron and I work here.” “I killed Voldemort!” I proclaimed dramatically. “That was ten years ago, mate,” Ron pointed out. I ignored the duo and turned toward the group of students behind me who were paying me some attention. “So, who…
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- Doug typed furiously, the rhythmic clack of the typewriter keys echoing through the small, stuffy room. Sheets of paper already littered the floor around his chair, the casualties of discarded ideas. He was working on the rewrite of one of the key scenes of The Blue Lagoon, and the pressure weighed heavily on him. Just yesterday, Randal had urged him to hurry, insisting the production was moving faster than anyone had anticipated. The crew was somehow shooting underwater scenes at an astonishing pace.…
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- June 2004, Pittsburgh, PA, USA“I’m a little nervous about the shoot today, Troy,” Emma said softly while sitting beside me. “I don’t think this role is suitable for me.”“Nonsense,” I shot down her insecurities. “It is unsuitable for you only if you think that.”Emma didn’t say anything for a few moments. “I saw the replay of the first week of filming. I can see that I’m far from being the best actress.”As much as I wanted to, I couldn’t disagree with that completely. While I…
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