“I’m good,” Sam said. He was. “You’re working. I like watching you.”
“I don’t mind this part of the job. And I like hearing what everyone’s liked about the film.”
“Do you not like watching your own movies? I mean because you kind of weren’t, in there.”
“Oh, no. I don’t mind.” Leo had a sip of a cocktail, this one Earl Grey and lavender infused, with bourbon. “That is, I don’t necessarily do it for a good time, and I refuse to ever look at myself in Ghost Towers again—”
“Was that your first movie?”
“Second movie. Fourth role. Bit parts, a couple of sitcoms, guest spots, a very small part in a Guy Hughie gangster film. To answer your question, I don’t mind watching something again if it’s a good story and I can appreciate the craft of it. Or if I can learn from my own performance, and t
