I got us to the money place! ...You mean the bank?

Day 9

Class today involves watching The Queen which I enjoy. We talk about how it fits into the Hollywood screenplay structure. That Syd Field knows his stuff. Too bad his “paradigm” has sucked the creativity out of Hollywood.

After class I head to my interview for my internship. I start walking, get so lost (what else is new) and end up in a mews (an alleyway or cul-de-sac.) Granted, this is where I’m supposed to be, but it certainly doesn’t look like it. All I see are warehouse back entrances and gruff looking construction workers. I told George about this moment later on and he said I was just disappointed that I didn’t get any cat-calls. That must be it. So I finally wander to the right place and have a chat with the lady inside and realize that this is exactly what I do not want to do for an internship. And I panic. More on that later.

I meet the group at the New Diorama Theatre where we see a fringe show called Elevator, directed by Rachel Parish, a UGA graduate. It is about 2 young teens who get stuck in an elevator and die. Spoiler alert! Sorry. It was pretty fantastic. We get a chance to talk to Rachel and the actors a bit after the show.

I’m feeling sort of sickly (like everyone else on this trip. We have all shared this same cold) so I head to bed.

LONDON, WHAT?

Dear London. Why do you have so many rats with wings? WHAT?