A love story between Can and Demet.
A parallel of reality inspired by the real chemistry between these two wonderful actors that I particularly love.
Freely inspired story.
Their meeting, the evolution of their relationship, the ups and downs of a m...
The script inexorably unfolds in each of our emotions and words, line after line.
Thanks to Demet, I'm learning a new way of working. I had my own vision of things, academic, linear, boring really, as I realize today. She entered my life, or rather I entered hers and, with a flip of the hand, she swept away all my work habits.
She exalts me, inspires me, fuels some much energy into my own acting. She makes me feel rather than pretend. After only three days of filming the first episode, we already work in exceptional harmony as if we'd been working together for months.
Today we shot several scenes together, the last ones in this episode since I will shoot alone or with other members of the team for the next 3 days. Therefore, we won't see each other again until next week. I'm already looking forward to episode 2 so I can be with her again.
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These scenes with both of us had got me exhilarated. Sometimes, as time goes by, I'm afraid that I might not be able to make the difference between reality and fiction. Her look and her smile hit me right in the heart. I know they are only pretend, directed at my character and not me. Even so, having her here, in front of me, so fragile and delicate, so shy and hesitant, creates in me a desire to protect and possess her. A desire to which I have no right. I have to be content with being just her partner, hoping at most to become her friend.
I feel incredibly alive around her but as soon as our paths separate, every night after the set, I fall back into boredom. My routine without her becomes dreary and I have no taste for whatever I'm doing. I can only think about the next day, the next scenes, the next moments together.
I haven't seen Deniz since the first day of filming. I feel guilty and I can't carry on like that. How can I spend time with her, build something with her when all my thoughts belong to another? This weekend I need to talk to her, seriously.
I'm almost done with tidying up my things in the trailer when I hear a knock on my door.
"Can? Can? Are you in?"
Demet. How do you want me to get her out of my head...?
"Yes?"
I open my door and come out smiling.
"Sorry to disturb you, I thought... Well, if you still need me to unpack your boxes, we could do it tonight... And as a thank you and apology for making us double the last scene a billion times over and over, you can cook your favourite dish for me..."
I want to devour her on the spot. At this moment, I would make her my favourite dish but I keep quiet. Instead, I give her my best smile (because I know girls have a hard time resisting it) and I just act the perfect gentleman ... with a little flirting on the side.
"I'll cook for you whatever you want, whenever you want, even without boxes to unpack..."
She smiles at me, ignoring my little provocation. I grab my belongings as I come flying out of the trailer and we walk to the parking lot. I took my car today. Looking completely at ease as she settles naturally into the passenger seat, I suggest she should pick the music. She complies and soon after, she's dancing and laughing, unable to sit still in her seat. After the exhausting days we've spend on set, I wonder where all her energy is coming from. Carried away by her enthusiasm, she encourages me to sing and I end up making a fool of myself, dying of shame and laughter. We do not have the same talents.
