I'm still furious about Mr. Bigdeal's small deal with me, but he called me up and apologized and said that he had something important to discuss. We met at a café near the Palais. First he asks me if I have my Hi-8 camera with me, which of course I do, so then he asks me how'd I like to make a "little documentary film."
Well, this is interesting, I'm thinking, is this on spec or is there money, what's the subject matter, why Hi-8, etc.
But before I have a chance to say anything, he continues: "There's a guy, he's staying at the Carlton. Here's his picture."
I get it. Have shotgun mike, will travel. A divorce case or
whatever. Oh boy, so that's what he really does - yeah, right,
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