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Miss Lisa

Von Stroheim is my main man! Lois Weber, oh wow. What a blast--bon temps.


Mr. Kier came in to where I work one day, around last summer I think? He asked me how much something was? I wish I could have thought of something brainy to ask him, but all that came out was "I know you" Sometimes I wish I worked in a shoe store and Werner Herzog came in, I would tell him we had a lunch special on loafers.


Every day my actors will plunge themselves deep into a trance, and open themselves up to possession by the unhappy spirit of a lost film. And every day my actors will act out the long forgotten choreographies that once lived so luminously on the big screen for thousands, maybe millions of viewers


This is so beautiful. Thank you both so very much for doing this.

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