Kandaru City, Kandaru
I'm talking about a story of real criminals, real gangs, police and gang wars.
2 decades ago, I was at a club I didn't have permission to enter. We had told them we were relatives of a gangster. That same gangster's right hand man got shot there a week later
I had never thought twice about it. Well, the whole story and the ppl who were part of the multi-national gangs is so interesting, I need a way to turn it into a story.. or a movie.
So I've written something about it, while fictionalizing the real drug dealing into something i've wanted to write for a long time... a doctor dealing drugs from the hospital
What has you so confused?
I know what u mean. It kinda scared me 2 decades ago to know, i had been in a place where someone got killed a week ago... Hitmen came from another company, just to kill this guy
And my friend and I had used that gangster's name (not the name of the guy who got killed)
It's a strange coincidence
And the group who did it closed down to the expense of reworking the model for the whole movie. So much money is used in it and if they needed to rework an entire design like that group, even more money is poured down the cauldron.
There you go... Shows how hard VFX is and how incredibly difficult it is to do VFX movies
Yeah. Alot of hard work goes into those movies to get them out.
When Damir Stasov was packing his suitcase and camera bags in one of the governmental building's bedrooms, he has heard a notification pop up from his laptop, so he paused packing and decided to give it a read. It was Alejandro's reply, he smiled on the E-mail, sending back a reply of thanks. He continues to pack his stuff.
Minutes later, Damir Stasov reaches to his daughter Ziva Stasov, who is sitting on his chair of the presidential office. He tells her that even though she'll be in temporal charge, she will get help from the parliament and administration, and gives a kiss on her cheek as a goodbye.
Right now, he's in the International Airport of Novvy 'Sotsial'nyy Gorod, getting a public flight instead of a private one, either because he didn't want to look like a Capitalist pig flying on a private jet, or that he couldn't afford one since he didn't want to use the country's GDP for personal use (which is kind of obvious). Hours after people greeting the president and taking photos with him, he gets in a public plane, which heads to the capital city of Gunichatara. As soon as he enters the public transport, he starts to worry about the safety of his country and his daughter.
They blocked me,.