Fangirl

Second day in Wizburg.

I was watching the scene from afar, mesmerized by the sheer amount of crew that danced around the actors. This movie was supposed to be a blockbuster, and I had not expected such a radical change from the Cévennes. Everything was different, from the constant buzzing, numerous takes in various places, the cameras, costumes, make up… so many people.

It blew my mind away. Being Tristan’s girlfriend – and pretty discreet – I was rewarded with the privilege of roaming the studio on my own. I kept out of the crew’s way and didn’t say a word, so I had plenty of time to observe while my own musketeer-like played his scenes.