The Rafn Column Part I: Explaining the Obvious

The script, the script, the script… I have always had a love affair with scripts. I love, love, love them. Love them warm coming off the printer, love the font that echoes the old Hollywood era when they would have been bashed out by men in high waisted trousers on old Corona typewriters filling their lot-side portacabins with a cancerous amount of cigarette smoke to get the new sides to the set that morning. Mmmmm, love. Even when I hated

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