Billy was once again preparing to audition for another casting that would surely change his life as an actor. 'Little Won' is a film directed by an acclaid director who tends to portray female characters authentically in her films. Louisa May Alcott's novel is a fantastic story that humorously captures the lives of four won (sisters) and their sorrows, dislikes, and emblems.
-Goodbye, Alice, - Billy said. Farewells at airports are undoubtedly one of the saddest things for young Alice, who watches her boyfriend succeed so quickly, seemingly unattainable to her. - Talk to Connor; they will fix the car and replace the suspension. Don't worry about money; I took care of it. Make sure to call if you have any discomfort. Talk to Raimon, and you can have a free al at the pizzeria; just call Raimon, and he will arrange it, - said Billy, embracing Alice, the petite Alice, who might eat two slices and be completely satisfied.
-Thank you, -Alice said, embracing Billy.
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The Columbia Pictures studios were a cherished place for Billy. Jim Waitt, in his infinite wisdom, managed so networking to give him an idea about the characters in the script. The portrayal of the young Laurie, sowhat entangled in the lives of the March won, was what he rembered. The movie's producers were Denise Di Novi and Robin Swicord.
'Good afternoon,' Billy said in his apartnt, where the 'Little Won' novel was completely read and highlighted, with various details. An impression of Laurie that Billy had in his mind: a sensitive and cheerful boy rembered with so fondness for his calm deanor back then.
Billy reviewed the casting; there was the young Christian Bale, different from the one now. Billy's blonde hair was there; he was the only one with blonde hair. Next to him was a guy nad Val Kilr, not famous at this ti but sowhat known for appearing in movies like 'The Doors,' 'Willow,' and having supporting roles in 'Top Gun,' 'Tombstone,' and 'Heat.'
-Good afternoon, - greeted Val Kilr. In return, Christian Bale was sitting, relaxed, with a gaze lost on the blue wall in front of him, his long hair almost falling on his forehead with curls.
Unlike Val Kilr, with his short blonde hair and a felt hat more like what one would expect from a military man, Billy had nothing else to think about than acting as soone elegant, by the customs of the ti, with certain airs of a lively boy playing the cheerful and innocent Laurie of that era with correct postures.
Suddenly, Ben Affleck arrived with his young and present face. Matt Damon was next to him; both laughed and whispered obscenities to each other, but the atmosphere was interrupted by these two cheerful young n. Seeing Damon's disheveled state, it was logical to assu that the present for the role was Affleck.
-Wait, wait, I need to concentrate, - said Affleck.
Matt Damon whispered sothing that made Affleck and Damon burst into laughter with apparent joy, almost as if they were madly drunk. It was the first ti Christian Bale lost concentration in his twenty minutes of silence. Billy kept thinking about the delay.
-Ben Affleck, my boy, co in; you have to audition - they said in a distant sound.
-Wish luck, - said Affleck.
-Break a leg, - said Damon.
In the next ten minutes, he ca out with a smile from ear to ear, completely devoid of what we call rejection. His confidence unsettled Val Kilr, and once again, Bale undid all the sounds, focusing on what was in front of him. The silence continued slowly, and Billy waited for them to call the next one, who was Bale, who adopted a silly smile, characteristic of Laurie. Oh, sothing Billy thought was a similar degree.
Twenty minutes.
Billy Carson. -
In a sowhat small office were Denise Di Novi, Robin Swicord, and Gillian Armstrong, in that order, indicated by a small white card with the nas of the three people. Denise, is a woman with short hair, exposing her broad forehead, and a sturdy build as reflected by her round cheeks.
Robin Swicord, acting as the screenwriter, was a typical Arican with white skin contrasting with a rosy hue and slightly droopy deer-like eyes. - Billy thought. - She radiated warmth over the strict aspects of the other two mbers conducting the auditions. Billy received the script, ntally preparing for a journey into the past. His mory was short about these portrayals of a young person from another era, and he didn't have a stable reference point for the role he was going to play.
This ti, it was ten stapled pages, white with what seed to be a part of the script.
Alright, let's begin the audition for the young Billiam Darwin. -
Start.
-Woe is ! I didn't know there was soone here, - stamred Jo March. The rest of Billy's reading was crossed out, perhaps an idea not to compromise the role, or maybe they were seeking a naturalness that couldn't be found just anywhere.
The boy laughed - the script said.
Billy smiled at Gillian, who was reading the script along with him, three ters away. In Billy's mind, he transford this distance into an inappropriate closeness for that era, inappropriate due to the limited space between them.
He adjusted his posture by leaning forward, very carefully, a slight movent so that his gaze wouldn't be too suspended from Gillian's.
-Don't worry about ; stay if you want. Will I be in your way? - said Billy, getting into the role of a young man.
-Not in the least; I don't know anyone here, and it's uncomfortable, you know? -
- too. Don't go, please, unless you prefer it. -
-I think I haven't had the pleasure of seeing you before. Do you live near us, right? -
-In the house next to yours, - Billy said, laughing, with courtesy.
The system took effect, and the considered skill of a professional made the laughter seem so natural that the producers were sowhat captivated by the charm of the young man.
-We enjoyed your Christmas present. -
-My grandfather sent it, - said Billy, in mory, losing his gaze from Gillian for the first ti. It is said that when a person rembers sothing, they look down, and when they dream or plan sothing, they look up. The casual gesture of rembering continued to add points for the naturalness with which Billy perford, taking a step forward, much closer to the judges evaluating his work.
-But you gave him the idea to send it. Didn't you? -
-How is your cat, Miss March? - Billy asked, trying to confront seriousness, which clashed with the escaping smile, opening his eyes, which, with the reflection of light, looked green.
-Cut. -
The atmosphere transford again into an audition living room, not an old house with large windows.
-It was fantastic, - Gillian said, breaking the protocol of not revealing how the actor's performance went.
-Good day, young man, - Denise said.
Billy nodded and walked out the door. Heading to the parking lot, he bought a used car, which was now parked in front of his ground-floor apartnt.
-Hello, Jim. It's , Billy, - he said.
-Billy, I was just thinking about you, - Jim said. -So, how did everything go? - he questioned.
-Very well, I t the standards promised to . I think I have ti to see Nigel, sothing about behind-the-scenes interviews, - Billy said.
-I don't have knowledge, but I'll call him, give half an hour, - Jim Waitt said
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