My memories from War of the Worlds: working from 5 p.m. to 5 a.m. on the set in Athens, New York, and then crashing at my Grandmother's across the river in Hudson; one night of real snow, the next courtesy of a snowblower; meeting director Steven Spielberg on the first day, and talking about Norman Rockwell, whose artwork he collects; acting next to Tom Cruise, and then his identical stunt double (LOL); Dakota Fanning's midget old lady double; pretending to watch a burning train run by the tracks; running to catch the ferry that was being attacked by aliens; recording scared voices up on one of the nearby streets; our rotating groups... it was all done like clockwork (we were Group C); and the checks... oh lord, that was good money (just in time for Christmas). Wonderful experience. You can even see me during the ferry scene, looking up at the sky in "terror"... good times.
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