The Difference Between Film and Porn (Angelic and I)

[MasterOfWhispers]

"Cut!!" James responded, anger clearly lined in the tone of his voice. Several of the extras and Actors let out sighs of complaint and fatigue. It was James Quinns third day of shooting of "The Heart of the Sun." A coming of age Drama about an Graduating High School Student who seeks her own path in life, and the strange people she meets in her dorm room. After his last two misses a science fiction movie called "Lines" and a Sports drama named "Fist of the Otaku." He was at the end of his rope. The few investors that stuck with him after those two failures, were laying the last bits of pressure on him, and his budget was low as ever. It was lucky that the cinema companies were still willing to distribute some of his work.

The worst of it came in the form of actors he had no choice to higher. Many of the talented actors he had come to know in the industry had lost faith in his ability to create a blockbuster. It was apperent that they forgot his victories a few years ago. The dregs he could only afford, were horrible, and some of them seemed as less enthusiastic then even the extras.

There was one talented girl though, and obviously that was the lead in the movie. As an actress, she was brilliant. Extraordinarily talented. Every facial expression was precise. Every Emotion. James recognized immediately that she could draw in an audience. Draw them into the world he shall create.

For a director like James, who was himself precise, concise, expressive, even at the most crucial times inventive. It should have been a match made in heaven. Instead it was more like a bickering married couple on the brink of divorce! There was always an argument everyday they went to shoot or scheduling.
"For the Last time, your portrayal of Julia's character comes off of flat for this scene. Come on you can do this!" James said with a Hint of anger at his voice. It was the tenth take, and it still wasn't to what James envisioned. He thought he got his point across.

 

[angelicxdream]

Serenity rolled her eyes, and slouched in her chair after walking off the stage. Her assistant quickly handed over her customary cigarette that she usually had at 2:30 PM. This was usually the time that James bitched at her for having a flat performance, when really she was calling all the shots. She was the only actress, only person on this set that had an ounce of talent. She waited until her assistant gave her the lighter, and she took a quick puff, exhaling, the smoke coming out of her rosy lips. Sitting on the chair that read "Julia", Serenity was busy relaxing with her cigarette which was her way to escape from all the stress that James was giving her. She normally sat beside the director's chair, except James was standing in front of her, yelling at her, as usual. She said, "Save your breath." And like always, he would continue yelling at her, his face turning red because he was using his voice. She was wearing a white blouse, and a pair of navy blue skinny jeans. Her navy blue heels dangled against the floor. She hated this director. He got on her nerves. But, she held the power in her hand, and they both knew it.

She was only on this fucking set, on this movie, because her mother, who was her agent, begged her to as a favour. Because even her mother knew that it couldn't possibly be a box-office hit. Her Chanel sunglasses sat perched at the top of her head, lined with luscious brown hair. If her mother didn't see James as a dear friend, she wouldn't have even bothered. She could be at home, sipping on a pina colada by the swimming pool, and yet, instead, she was here. In this dump. Working over Spring Break. She puffed on her cigarette again, and said, "I'll be in my trailer." Grabbing her Coach purse, she headed over the familiar path to her trailer, and slumped back into the couch. She threw her handbag on a nearby chair, and sighed. She was busy flipping through a magazine, her legs propped up on the other side of the couch's arm. She was sick of his criticism, if he was a good director, a decent director, she would take his crap, but.. no, what box office hit did he direct? Nothing in her generation.

She walked over the door of her trailer, and locked it. She was heading home. That was it for today. Her mother said if she had had enough for the day, she could go home. She wasn't here on a full time basis. She would gladly shoot herself before that happened. She grabbed her cell phone, and called her limosine driver, Jimmy, to bring over the car, and didn't bother to tell James that she was leaving. He would know. She usually headed home when she was stressed, and headed home during the early afternoons. She told him that she wanted him to drive her home, and said, "If you make it snappy, there's a big tip in it for you." She smiled, and within minutes, he had burst through traffic, arriving at her estate in 20 minutes instead of 30 minutes, handing him a 20% tip.

 

[MasterOfWhispers]

Several hours later...
After he finally finished, shooting the rest of the scenes.( Those without Serenity at last James was especially furious when she left, and after trying to call her for hours on end. He couldn't reach her, James assumed his number must've been blocked.) He managed to shoot some of the other scenes with the rest of the actors. It was about time to clock out. James looked at his watch carefully, his eyes staring at the time. It was almost time for his second job as well. He yawned, and stretched, taking some food from the table curiosity of the many assistants who had went out of their way to order something from the rest of the crew. It was pizza, and when it entered his mouth, it was lukewarm; Which he normally found disgusting. But the rumbling of an artists belly was roaring far greater then usual. The majority of his day was spent, scheduling, shooting planning, and arguing with Serenity. ( Which in a sense he was glad that she left, he didn't know what he would do had he lost his temper.

Serenity....

Hard to believe that such an actress who had the presence to seem "serene," but in reality, it was the exact opposite of who she really is. Arrogant, and overconfident. The worst of it was that compounded to her over inflated ego( At last from James perspective), She was a brilliant actor who can prove herself. But she was lacking something as Julia. The role of Julia demanded she be as curious and passionate of life as possible. For Julia, when she was in High School always wondered around the world of the net meeting strange and unusaly people. In fact she even enjoyed meeting the strange and unusual. However all this has changed when what Julia waned in real life, can be made possible in college. James felt that she simply did not nail the character right, and the result was her lack of insight in the character, as well as falling flat.

The director's cell phone rang. He looked the number and name carefully
"John Smith" James worded silently. He was nearly late.
"Hey Jack!" James said as soon as he picked answered the phone. " I'm sorry I'm just finishing up up here here.... "
"Well hurry up, the new girl I got blows any other girl past the waters... I even got her to sign the contract.."
"Alright Alright I'll be there hold on.... " James hung up, and got in into his toyota prius, parked outside the college parking lot. How James loved this car. With the violent increase of gas prices the past year, tend dollars a tank at the cost of having to drive an ugly looking car was well worth the effort.

Moments later he arrived at the hotel "Variable" Outside was a stout and seedy looking man.
"Jack! what's going on my friend." He said, grasping Jack's hand and shaking it.
"Where the hell were you man, I have this one Hot girl eager to meet you, and you had to be late again"
"Couldn't help it, my bitch of an actress left, in the middle of shooting, I had to work another schedule around it. "
"ooo that miss what's her name? The one that..."
"Listen, just drop it... I really don't want to talk about.." James finished. Jack knew his, friend well and guided him into the hotel. James second job was about to begin.

"I'm telling you mother fucker.." Jack said with a tone of eagerness in his voice. " She's not only fuckable, but she'll sell really well for our little Adult pleasure movie.."
"Oh for crying out lout just call it for what is PORN!" James responded. He was more irritated at the fact that he had to resort to this side job to gain some money, and increase the budget for the movie. His investors aren't the only ones low on money. Jack though being James' best friend, loved teasing him about it. Despite the situation.