I was thrilled. I knew nothing about. The move put us next to a set of empty seats, where we prepared for another long wait. But before we knew it, makeup people swooped upon us like great vultures and powdered shiny bits of our faces, while important-looking men pressed buttons on light meters above our heads. Then they rolled the cameras out.
Movie cameras are big and scary-looking, resembling some kind of secret government torture device.
We started to get nervous. Next to her was some new child actor, Jesse James, an incredibly cute, precocious, and chatty little guy. To his left sat Edward Burns, the only person in the whole stadium special enough to warrant a real beer. The next two hours flew by. The whole thing was surreal.