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Brain Storm

{ Ioana Barbu }
26 Sep 2005, 10:54

First days … I don’t know what’s happening with me. Lights are set, scenes are shot, we rehearse the script, take your position and … ACTION!!!! )))_:((((STOP mr.diaconu is slightly pushing me towards the light…I hadn’t been in a good light. Oh my God, I am playing with Mircea Diaconu. I have some elfin that always arrange the locks or pouder the nose a little bit. Tudor is very calm, has a lot of patience and doesn’t give up until he gets what he wants. I’m under the impression that I don’t embrace the whole picture. I don’t know if that’s okay, what am I doing, talking with the top of my lips, why? Maybe it’s just sensation. Hello Gelu. Can u hear me? 1,2 testing the microphone. Maria and her crazy outfits…
It’s evening – 31 august - , we finished the 7th day of shooting, a scene in the kitchen with mrs. Murgea ( a revered lady, frisky eyes, baccy voice), from the open frigde comes a lot of heat? :) Inside, there is a spotlight – ooo – and we have trained flies… I am lying, they are not trained, but locked-up in a jar.

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