The casting starts on a shooting set where everybody runs to the sound of a shoddy Hollywood scenario.
In a fateful ambiance a scent of insincerity drifts into the air of the funeral. While the tears were flowing down the face of the widow, close family members were already making their mourning in silence by glancing through the will.

What an astounding revelation of morality.

Silence! Silence! We’re rolling. Leave the creativity on its own.
Silence! Silence! Silence! Let’s create some sensationalism.

Silence! Silence! We’re rolling. Leave the creativity on its own.
Silence! Silence! Silence! Let’s create some sensationalism.
(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)

Tell Mister the cameraman to make the close-up near the coffin, where many kneeled down souls preach for an after-life without any complications with their lawyer.
I summon the main character to take place in the limelight and to stick to the choreography;
“I want to see the selfishness into your eyes when you’ll contest the money for the heritage.”

What an astounding revelation of morality.

Silence! Silence! We’re rolling. Leave the creativity on its own.
Silence! Silence! Silence! Let’s create some sensationalism.

Silence! Silence! We’re rolling. Leave the creativity on its own.
Silence! Silence! Silence! Let’s create some sensationalism.
(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)

To satisfy the severity of any critics I’d beg the cast to stay focused in spite of the poverty of their script.

The situation has never been so strained in this family only for some formalities, isn’t this a proof of idiocy?
Perhaps, just to judge the actors by their play I can’t say this take is going to surpass any drama scene.

What an astounding revelation of morality.

Silence! Silence! We’re rolling. Leave the creativity on its own.
Silence! Silence! Silence! Let’s create some sensationalism.

Silence! Silence! We’re rolling. Leave the creativity on its own.
Silence! Silence! Silence! Let’s create some sensationalism.
(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)