little miss potter and the giant rabbit
On Monday morning I arrived at the shop only to find an unusual group of people gathering outside the bookshop next door. What is going on? Everyone seemed to be busy conducting some serious business, or at least pretending to do so. Some moved boxes to a van parked on Charing X Rd., a few engaged in discussions, reading and signing documents, and others simply stood around with hands on their waists. It was the filming of Miss Potter the day before, starring that Yank woman who manages to pass off as a Brit lass and the unlikely scruffy motorbike boy who used to be clean shaven. I could have gotten a perfect view of the Victorian scene just by hiding inside my shop, yet too bad I was away. Previously there was much fuss over money issues and how many shops were involved in the filming. The original plan was to include the whole court with a carriage, and Renee Zellweger would walk up the narrow staircase in one of the lucky shops. Now it's only one main bookshop and four stores across the street. (If only the camera man could move a bit further to the right then you'd see my shop.) I, myself, pictured a wonderful dramatic scene where a giant Peter Rabbit played by him would chase the puny little woman down the street: it's one of those fantasies when your fictional creation leaps out of the pages to haunt you. Or else, my boss could dress up as a respectable Victorian bookseller. I should really offer this suggestion to the director.
Anyways, when the film comes out I am going to force everyone I know to watch it!