Beverly Hills Dead

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Rick Barron took one last look through the viewfinder, then he turned to the assistant director. “Conversation,” he said.

The AD held up a megaphone and shouted, “Conversation!”

At once, a hundred and fifty extras, packed into a set that was a replica of Sardi’s, the famous theater-district restaurant in New York, began to talk.

“Action,” Rick said quietly.

“Speed,” the camera operator replied.

Waiters began to move among the tables.

“Cue the entrance,” Rick said.

“Entrance,” the AD said into a microphone hanging around his neck. He signaled the dolly man, and the camera began to roll smoothly down the restaurant’s main aisle toward the entrance of the restaurant.

The front door opened, and his leading lady, Glenna Gleason, wearing a gorgeous evening gown and followed by another actress and two actors, all in evening dress, walked in and were greeted by a Vincent Sardi look-alike. As they walked past the small bar and entered the dining room, the camera backtracked, and, on cue, all the diners stood and applauded.

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