Melrose Gate Score: 0 Time: 7:45 am
As the security guard waves you through, you linger for a moment to absorb the historic nostalgia of your surroundings...
Paramount Studios.
You can almost feel the ghosts of Gary Cooper and Cecil B. Demille brush past as you clutch your knapsack close to your heart. Inside the tattered little sack is the culmination of two years work: a seven part mini-series you've written on the life of former vice-President Walter Mondale, entitled Fritz, We Hardly Knew Ye. Beaming with pride since the completion of your epic, you've had your sales pitch memorized and well-honed for weeks now; certain of success once you finagled an appointment with that legendary television producer, Irving M. Sowritch. A quick glance at your appointment slip affirms your timing is perfect. In a few minutes you'll have him eating out of your hand.
An avid devotee of film history, you've read a great deal about this grand old piece of real estate. You feel as if you know it well. Looking around, you begin to imagine which of these historical offices you'll soon be calling your own. But you quickly shake off the seductive daydream, intent on remembering the security guard's directions: northeast to the Administration building, then straight ahead until you're outside Sowritch's office.
This is the grand entrance to the studio lot. For almost a hundred years the famous arches to the south have been the portal beneath which Hollywood's greatest stars have passed on their way to silver screen immortality. A pleasant walkway heads west, while the studio's main administration building can be seen off to the northeast.
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