Chapters
The movie began with Noah Hunter waking up in bed with a start. He didn't seem to be wearing anything, but a sheet covered him from the waist down. He rubbed his face tiredly before looking at the other side of the bed, where an equally naked redhead was lying on her stomach. Only her back was visible, and her lower half was similarly covered by a sheet. “Shit!” he cursed out loud, and then the movie went into a flashback. “Bill!” one of Noah's friends called out to the protagonist and…- 231.0 K • Ongoing
- “Oi! Wanker! I need those lights o’er here!” A man came rushing over with the lights toward the first AD, who was coordinating the crew on set. “Did he just call a crew member a wanker?” Tom asked in bewilderment. I shrugged. “Could be his nickname or something. I really don't wanna ask.” Tom laughed and shook his head. We admired the view of Northern England spread out before us. Away from the bustling environment of a big city like London, this was the real deal. Sure, the…
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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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- “So, how is it?” the man asked with a wide grin as he slid into the passenger seat while I eased the car into my driveway. “It’s great,” I said honestly, turning off the engine. “It glides like butter melting in a pan. But if I’m completely honest, it can’t beat my 911 Turbo.” I stepped out of the red car and shut the door gently, almost reverently. Even if it was the lesser variant, it needed to be treated with care. A few feet away, parked neatly in the driveway, stood my silver…
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- “What do you mean she’s not good for this role?” I asked, barely stopping myself from shouting at the director. “The moment she started acting, it felt like she was made for this part. And she’s tall too, just like you wanted.” Paul leaned back in his chair and shook his head slowly. “I can’t say it with certainty. I just didn’t like her. Not once did she look me or anyone else in the eye. That’s not the sign of a good actor.” Samuel Rivers, the studio executive sitting in on…
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- “That’s a great fucking idea!” Bob exclaimed as we walked side by side through the crowded airport terminal. “It hadn’t even occurred to me that Marty’s mother might see him as a prospective lover. That’ll be a good comedic beat to add to the story.” I nodded, adjusting the strap of my carry-on. “Just make sure you don’t take it too far into weird territory. She’s still his mother.” “Of course,” he agreed quickly. “I was just thinking that I could…” He was cut off…
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- “I’ll miss you.” Daisy hugged me tightly for what felt like the hundredth time that morning, her fingers bunching into the back of my jacket as if she could anchor me in place. “Why do you have to go back at all?” “It’s just for a few months,” I assured her, rubbing her back gently. The airport moved around us with rolling suitcases and distant boarding announcements, but in that moment, it felt strangely quiet. “Once I’m done shooting that film, I’ll be back in LA, and this time…
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