I am sitting here on a Saturday afternoon to evening wondering how I ended up doing that. I am working. Actually. I am at work listening to outrageous demands from a boss that possibly still smokes pot at 59.
Let me tell you something kids. If you likes movies, don't get yourselves involved in their making no matter what. This constant rhythm of 6 days a week for 10-12 hours, lucky me I am not on the set, just spoils it, spoils all the charm. Because now, ironically enough, I don't even have time to shave my legs or cook a normal meal, or go out and buy presents, new clothes, or just something nice. Not to mention, I am barely in the mood for watching movies when I get home to my roommate who has her work stories to tell me whether I like it or not.
No summer vacation for me for the first time. No nada.
But this movie is a funny little thing. The star is making a fuss about being on the set thus the schedule changes every week and I just go insane looking through all the contracts and making sure we are not going over. God, that sounds gripping. Just reading my own words makes me want to fall asleep and have a nice dream that will distract me from life.
War of the worlds distracted me for a bit. Ok, so now you will say I was lying before. Yes, I did go see it but just because some friends from the crew invited me and they paid for it.
What is up with Spielberg and aliens? Dude, we know there are out there but really, do you have to spend so much money on this?
My advice is: be film critics not film makers. Much more entertaining and fulfilling.
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