The first day of shooting was a disaster. Not because of Celeste—she knew Lena’s tics, her silences, her coiled fury—but because the first assistant director kept calling her “honey” and the lighting technician spent forty minutes trying to “soften her cheekbones.” A twenty-three-year-old producer’s assistant asked if she needed “a special chair.”
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