Thread: Hyde and Seek [ Chai & Mr Quixotic ]

RE Hyde and Seek Ariamella Mr Quixotic Forgot line!!! Body too stiff No sexual energy ??? Katrina's list was written neatly in the left margin of the piano scene, among several other lists and notes she had placed during the past few days of filming. It was a habit she had picked up during her time at acting workshops and even through her stage performing. To most people, these lists were tools to help them adjust their acting so they might perform better, but to Katrina, they were just words describing failure. In that regard they also motivated her to perform better, but her only real reason for keeping them was that she pined for the day when she wouldn't have to make a list at all the day when she finally perfected the art of acting to where the director would find no fault in her performance. But it wasn't today. In fact, it was very far from today. At Renier's words, her fingers gripped the pen so tightly that the knuckles of her middle and forefinger turned white, and a pink flush crept over her cheeks in embarrassment or anger - or quite possibly both - as his words sunk in. What? Who was he to call her an amateur? Her most recent film was bigger than his entire career, and she speculated that the only reason he was even cast for Hyde and Seek was because production wanted a relatively unknown actor to portray the male lead. Maybe they wanted him so they wouldn't have to deal with another large price tag that came with a famous name. Maybe he was there not because he was talented, but because he was cheap ... With those thoughts, Katrina nursed the wound that still seemed to sting her ego even after Renier was long gone from the room, and within moments the malicious thoughts fled her mind and were replaced with shame and regret. Had her mother taught her nothing? Loss of control over the emotions, including anger, was the perfect way to display a lack of professionalism, and it was arguably detrimental to her career. Acting was about understanding emotions and portraying them accurately so as to manipulate the situation around you losing oneself in the emotions was a silly notion that only young actors followed, and Katrina's mother had done well to make sure her daughter understood that control was to be exercised in all areas of life. The actress took a deep breath to compose herself and to erase any lingering ill thoughts about Renier, and with the irrational anger gone, she added another item to her list Amateur acting It was only then that she noticed the director standing before her, and a nervous laugh escaped her lips. She looked away to the floor, to the side, to a stray hair off his head... Anywhere but his eyes. For the first time, she tasted how uncomfortable it was to face a boss after a long string of failures. Should she say something? Should she apologize? There was only one reason to talk to her alone, and it was because of the poor performance she had been giving him lately. There was no escaping that talk, and once Michael opened his mouth, it was more than enough confirmation to see where their conversation was headed. Katrina kept her head up throughout the entire ordeal, listening attentively and nodding her head in agreement. No matter how deep the words cut her, it was important not to fight him. Arguing was likely going to cause her to lose her job, and more importantly, it was another display of unneeded emotion. She was about to answer his question when he snatched her script, startling her to the point that he was able to elicit a small squeak of surprise from the girl as he forcefully grabbed the stack of papers. NO! she wanted to shout as Michael destroyed months' worth of notes under his boots. The girl could do nothing but stare as he went 0 to 100, his anger finally spiking up to an explosive climax that resulted in a storm of torn papers strewn about the bar. Her mind couldn't, and didn't, process the scene in front of her as just a script lying in shreds before her eyes. It was symbolic of her role in his project it was a show of what he was likely to do to her if she didn't straighten up. Thankfully he had expressed patience in letting her get accustomed to the nature of such a dark film... but would he do so now? He had to, right? This was her first explicitly adult role, and she remembered how enthusiastic he was when she received the phone call about his casting decision. Yes, she reassured herself, there was no possible way he was going to Leave. Michael's voice brought her mind back to the present, and her eyes met his for the first time during the entire conversation, her brows furrowed together in slight confusion. What? Go. We'll find a real actress. Oh, god. The room seemed to spin, and Katrina's panicked eyes searched the male pair for something that indicated he wasn't being serious. Oh, but he was, and he was all steely determination as he gestured for her to leave. If she thought Renier had been harsh, this feeling was a thousand times worse and caused a myriad of emotions to flit across her face, the most prominent being fear, defeat, and - surprisingly - outrage at his decision. She kept her reactions mostly to herself, letting on that she was upset and perhaps disappointed, but in truth she was hurt and fucking livid at his assumptions. It was an intense combination of emotions that she hadn't ever felt before and it easily overpowered her, slipping out little by little as she stood and prepared to speak. I understand completely, she started, And I understand that I am at fault here, but it's not like I'm not trying for you. I want this film to be a success just as much as you do, I truly do. I appreciate everything you've done for me, how comfortable you've made this experience for me, how the crew so kindly supplies me with expensive bottles of Finnish water. It's great, it really is, and I'm grateful for all of that. Katrina absentmindedly ran her hands through her wavy chestnut locks as her chocolate eyes locked onto Michael's the anger was fueling a bold nature she hadn't displayed before, a fierce and fiery side of her that was normally covered by obedience and timidity. I may have issues connecting with Lily's character, but if there's one thing I'm not , it's a fame-whore, she snapped at him. If I really wanted my picture to be everywhere, I would have pursued modeling, not acting... But as an actress, it's my job to be honest with you. And honestly, the reason I have trouble grasping Lily's essence is because I've never portrayed a character so free in her sexuality - which you already know - but deeper than that, I'm not used to having to rely on so much impromptu reaction, especially when Renier changes what he does almost every fucking take. The loss of control over what's happening can be... disorienting for me, which I'm sure is obvious on camera. Although she kept the same hard tone to her voice, her eyes softened in such a way that it was obvious that particular issue wasn't just about her co-star, but a deeper problem that likely haunted her just as much as it frustrated her. But the point is, I'm willing to learn. I want to learn, and I hope you take that into consideration when making a decision like this. But I guess since I'm so damn dispassionate and emotionless , your mind has already been made up. I'd like to thank you for your time and this opportunity, and I wish you, Renier, and the production team all the best. Katrina collected her belongings and strode past the director, her high heels and the recent use of muted sarcasm reserving whatever dignity she had left after being dismissed from the set. Outside the door, she was met with nervous glances and a few sympathetic smiles it was clear most of the cast and crew knew what transpired within the bar, but she had no time to collect pity from them. What she wanted to do was go straight to her suite and collapse on the bed as the emotional outburst left her feeling strangely exhausted, but instead she stopped at one of the nearby seating areas to compose herself. Responding to Michael like that probably hadn't been the best idea, and now that the anger has subsided, she actually felt mortified at what she had done. If she was lucky, word about the flare of anger wouldn't reach TMZ or any other entertainment tabloid, and she didn't doubt for second that it would likely reach public ears within a few days. Sighing, she whipped out her phone and began searching through her contacts she would have to notify her manager to search for new projects and her PR team for damage control. It was going to be a long night.