Blind Item #8 - A Dancing Boy Blind

I just wanted to take a moment and thank Enty publicly (at least to the extent you can thank an anonymous person publicly) for graciously providing a platform for my stories, and others. Whatever comes of that, issue-wise, he may just have also helped to make not only my recent days but also just possibly my life.

A month ago today (yes, Easter/April Fool's Day), I woke up at 4 or 5am - too early to get out of bed and too late to take something to help you fall back asleep. So, I did what everyone does, and checked my messages. Overnight, there was a friendly greeting from...a producer.

He's a producer of movies, who has worked in that capacity on several high profile ones in recent years, the last of which was the most expensive but also highest grossing movie of its kind. The other and final clue is the director of all these movies, and the one to come. He's an Oscar winner/nominee (although not for that - yet, but in both cases for the same award). His Oscar was for a movie featuring a #MeTooer (who is not a woman) playing opposite a veteran of stage and screen. The producer has the same last name as an iconic foreign-born singer. He's also an extremely nice and modest person.

No final word on a director yet, but I'm talking with a former classmate from college times - someone who has made an appearance in one of these blinds. She's the daughter of a permanent A list musician, and a talent in her own right. (Even if she doesn't direct it, she may do something else - she's a cinematographer and editor too.) It's funny because back then her short was up against this one I was in. As it happens, it was a mock doc about the aforementioned iconic foreign-born singer. I think we all lost to something awful.