29 My climax

Monday, May 29, 2006

03h05pm

Rosy who sees her father becoming very mean is very tired of this trip not fun at all. In the car again, she cries. "Dad, I want to go home. I want you to take me home. I want to see mom, these holidays are not fun at all."

Bill over the passing days loses his footing. He sinks into madness and he can not stand the crying of his daughter anymore. He will never bring her back to his mother. Bill stops the car along an isolated and desert road. "Rosy get out of the car."

Rosy who sees the empty eyes of her father is very scared. She serves the seatbelt and shakes her head. In a whisper, she answers him. "No, I want to go home."

Bill, no longer has the patience to discuss. He pulls his daughter's hands off the safety belt and drags her by a hundred meters from the car. The belt has just cut the right hand of Rosy who once again cries. Bill's eyes are frowning. This girl is really too loud so he slaps her violently, making her fall to the ground. "You will never see this woman again."

Rosy puts her hand on her painful cheek. His fear is so great that his legs refuse to wear it. "Waaaa, you're scary. My dad is nice, you're not my dad."

Bill places his hands in front of his eyes, his mouth expresses surprise as if he were lost, in conflict with himself, but soon his expression without mercy takes over. He lifts his shirt and slowly points his revolver at his own daughter. "I'm really tired you know but you do not help me. You are my daughter and you should support your father but you are like your mother slut, you want my death. I will not let anyone stop me, let alone kill me."

Rosy does not understand what her father says and does not believe that her father will actually hurt her, but she knows intuitively that something is wrong. She stands up, dries her tears with her hands and she tries to smile at him. Once standing, she walks towards her still scared father but she smiles at him. Two meters from him, she begins to talk to him. "Dad, I"

Bill has not been lucid for a long time and when his daughter speaks, what he sees in front of him is his ex-wife screaming. Mad with rage, he shoots.

"Cut"

Michael Mann this time is convinced that a single take will be enough. Lara is really exceptional when she stays calm as for Mel, no need to comment on his perfect job. "Very good job Mel and Lara. Lara, you'll again be dirty if you play the worms."

Huhu, I'm dead. "Yes, Michael, I'm great. You Mel, enemy of children, you're not ashamed to kill an innocent little girl? Huhu, Mel, you still scared me for real you know. I wanted to run away and called Mom to complain and tell her you're mean. I think you're a good actor."

Mel Gibson bends down and lifts this microbe rolling in the yellow earth. "Come here. You are also a very good actress, finally when you do not run everywhere and when you do not sing instead of act and when you do not eat when Michael screams action and when and when you do not jump on the spot and ..."

What a bad man, he always makes fun of me. "you are a silly guy who smells bad, I sulk you and I do not talk to you anymore. Maï, I need a huge hug. Mel was still very mean to me. Mel silly, Mel silly, Mel silly, huhuhu."

Michael Mann approaches the little girl once again dirty. As he had anticipated, Lara was born for acting but it is necessary for the moment someone stay near her. He also knows that without the Métis girl who accompanies her, nothing would have been possible and for that, he is very grateful to her. "Lara, you were great as you just said. You are a true actress, you'll have to learn how to control your energy to become even better. Do you want to make movies in the future because not pursuing this career that is made for you would be a big mistake."

I never thought about becoming a real actress, I just want to act with Joey. If I act in more movies that means that my mom and I will be separated often. "Hmm, I do not know. I'm struggling to be away from my mom and I know that for mom it's very hard too. Anyway I'm small and the actors are big adults so I do not know. Michael, it was fun this movie even if Mel is an idiot, he taught me a lot, lots of things so even if I say that, I guess I like your world as you say so often."

A voice from behind Lara surprises her. "Say worm of earth, the idiot is right behind you. If you act again in a movie, even though you're an annoying little plague, I'd really like to be part of the cast."

Huhu, idiot in sight. "I wonder if you deserve it mister the idiot. No, no tickling, Maï help me, hihii."

Michael Mann smiles. "We have to continue filming my flea but do not worry, we'll see each other again very soon. Maï, thank you for everything you did because without you, Lara could not have expressed her potential. Ladies, I wish you a safe return and be careful on the road."

Maï is so red that as in the cartoons, steam will get out of ears. "Thanks mister Mann, I did not do much."

Mel gives me a wink and looks at Maï and then goes away screaming. "Miss, how do you find my buttocks, hahaha."

The idiot. Poor Maï, she wants to hide but she is too big for closets. "Mai, I think your name in the world of cinema will be, (the vicious looking at the buttocks of actors) fufu."

I finished everything. But Mel and Matt who is not present today, still have to shoot the beginning of the film, the end and a part that lasts more than 30 minutes after he kills his cute little girl. Mel is a mean father without a heart. During the shooting of this movie, I learned many things about people and I think that my little house on the lake is not so bad. Sometimes in the small town where we were shooting, women in particular, threw themselves into the security guards to reach us, and especially Mel. There are also journalists who hide like children and take pictures by surprise and it is not very pleasant. Once, a man wanted to hit Matt because his wife was collecting magazines in which he appears. People are crazy and sometimes they do very scared. But Michael I pity him, nobody wanted to jump on him or hit him. I think that in the evening in his room, he must feel a little nil.