Sometimes they don't even make you work for it.
Yesterday at 4pm. Union Square. I have twenty minutes to enjoy the (chilly still) spring sun, which I am taking with a bit of Nabokov on a crowded park bench. The kid next to me is showing to the kid next to him details of his next film project on his laptop.
Which he describes as: "'8 Mile' meets 'Bladerunners.'"
I don't think any comment is really necessary.
Which he describes as: "'8 Mile' meets 'Bladerunners.'"
I don't think any comment is really necessary.
posted by Julie Powell at 4:47 AM
3 Comments:
Hey Julie,
I work in the bldg. you write about in your book. I saw them filming your movie! And saw Amy Adams. Very cool!
Hey - know of any job openings?
Runner*S*? Like, plural? That's gotta be even BETTER than the singular! Dude, like, WHOA.
Can you email me...I have a question...I am not a weirdo blog spammer, I am a friend of Ani's!
goldeelox9@yahoo.com
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