“It wasn’t my responsibility, but I liked reading through them. I’d close my eyes and try to imagine Alex moving through the written direction, Alex speaking the words on the page. Most screenplays I put aside after the first couple of pages, but the ones that looked more promising I passed on. I was in Alex’s office on the Warner Brothers lot. On days when I was not teaching or not in the mood to do research, I’d curl up on the overstuffed sofa, waiting for him to finish whatever it was he was ...doing that day, so that we could go home together. Today Alex was in the sound studio, dubbing his latest film. It would be several hours before he came for me. Sighing, I picked up the script on the top of the pile and started to read. Two hours later I threw down the screenplay and raced across the main thoroughfare of the Warner Brothers lot. I had a vague idea of where the sound mixing was done, but I barged into three different rooms before I found the one where Alex was working. He was bent over an electronic board with a technician, and when he saw me he pulled the headphones from his ears.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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