Bruce Willis

So I’m walking down the street, minding my own business…. well, not really. Emmett came up to my office this morning and told me that they were making a movie in TO, just down the street. Ya, ya, so what. When aren’t they making a movie in Toronto?

Then he mentioned that Bruce Willis was there. Well, boys and girls, I had my camera with me today, so guess who took off outside with Emmett to get a picture of Bruce Willis? No, it was me.

You can't see Bruce Willis hereIn this pic, you can see the guy who was in the back seat of the car scene that Bruce Willis was in.

Of course you can’t see Bruce Willis here. I moved up a bit to get that picture.

And guess what? I saw Bruce Willis, sitting in the front seat of that car, waiting for the scene to be shot, I guess.

As soon as I raised my camera for that shot, that tall guy standing in front of him stood right in front of the car and started waving around so that I couldn’t get a picture.

And some guy standing in front of me on the sidewalk proceeded to tell me how I wasn’t allowed to take a picture. How when they do a movie in Toronto, they essentially pay to own the space for as long as their filming, and therefore it is illegal for me to take pictures.

He said I could be arrested for taking pictures. I have no idea who this guy was, but since I didn’t know any better (and since everybody was blocking my picture-taking view of Bruce Willis), I decided that I’d better put away my camera.

So believe me when I tell you that I was only about 6 feet away from Bruce Willis today as he sat, with a bald head, in the driver’s seat of that car, but I couldn’t get a pic – except of his passenger.

I did take other pics – like the taxis that all had New York license plates on them. And I got a pic of some crane-like thing that was shooting lights down upon the scene.

And, I might actually be in the movie – I was standing there when some guy yelled at me to start walking the other way, with all the rest of the extras.

So when this movie comes out, look for an old broad wearing a black jacket and some pinstriped pants, walking away from the scene, just like all the other ‘New Yorkers’.

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Comments

You are not old. Thats a fact, not a statement. Old is 80+, and you sure are not in that bracket.

Anyway if you were old, I’d be ancient, AND I”M NOT OLD OR ANCIENT! OK! so there you go you are not old.

*mumbles* “old” pffffff, spring chicken more like *mumbles more*

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