An extras story
A thousand little stories
A thousand dreams
To create one magic moment ,
Glittering perfection upon the screen
Behind those dreams
Everything is not what it seems
Four am start after only 3 hours sleep,
Glitter of film
Fool`s gold to those who reach out and touch
Battered by all the egos of which take hold
All this for thirty seconds of film,
Two weeks of endless retakes
Back again and again
“Freeze creep”
“I said Freeze”
“Ok stand down”
“Nothing to see here”
“Retake, back to positions please”
Av in hard conversation with the director
“WE NEED YOU TO LOOK MORE SCARED”
Why is this Jane Eyre?
“Freeze Creep, I said Freeze.”
Oh God not again
This is enough to bring me to my knees
We have been stuck in a corridor all day,
A wall between the action and us
“Silent,”
“Hush”
“Action”
Take 300...
Ok Well maybe take 30
“Have you seen the star yet?”
“No, have you?”
As the pretty girl sits and chews
Boredom takes hold.
Filing out as the star walks past
In public, private thoughts
A hundred pairs of questioning eyes look on
One moment two worlds collide
Unreal one in which star resides
And real one of you and I
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