Even though I didn't like the cinematography for this film, I thought maybe looking at the script of the narration for the film would be different (it wasn't).
That's me, Elle Evans.
And the smelly, less-cute baby right
next to me? That's my best friend Lee.
Lee and I were born on the same day,
at the same time,
here in Los Angeles, California.
Our moms were BFFs before people
even used the term "BFF,"
so we were raised like twins
and we've been pretty much
inseparable ever since.
Be together, be together...
I don't remember a lot
from before high school,
but for as long as I can remember,
Lee and I have absolutely
loved to dance.
Anyway a lot of stuff has happened
between now and then.
Let me get you up to speed.
First Christmas I remember, I was six.
Lee got a scooter.
Broke my leg riding Lee's scooter.
Had my cast signed by Lee, who bought me
ice cream to make up for breaking my leg.
Dressed as a cowboy for Halloween,
Lee went as a doctor.
Learned how to ride a bike,
learned how to swim.
Got protected by Lee's older brother Noah,
who chased off some bullies
who were hassling us.
Had to pay protection tax, though.
Discovered the place
we loved to dance the most.
Even thought I depise the script writing for this film since this is rapid fire information that ultimately is useless, it does give insight into the fact that Lee and Elle are best friends and they like to dance together. This script feels like when a kindergardener gets an assignment to write about their life so far and they start writing random events. This isn't the quick speed of information I want to give my viewers at the beginning of my film, so I can use this yet again as what I don't want to do in my film.
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