Film: Student Films

'Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been' Adaptation

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NYU Tisch School of the Arts
Natalia Smith, prod.-dir.

Production Description

Casting a black and white adaptation of the Joyce Carol Oates short story "Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been" for NYU. Synopsis: The story is about a young girl coming to terms with the fragility of her youth and childlike securities when a mysterious man comes to lure her away from her home.

Rehearsal and Production Dates & Locations

Shoots either Nov. 9 or 10 in NYC.

Compensation & Union Contract Details

No pay, but meals and copy provided.


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Slides for Audition

Maybe you two better go away.

What? How come? We come out here to take you for a ride. It's Sunday. Don'tcha know it's Sunday all day? And honey, no matter who you were with last night, today you're with Arnold Friend and don't you forget it! Maybe you better step out here.

No, I told you I got things to do.


You two better leave.

We ain't leaving until you come with us.

Like hell I am--

Connie, don't fool around with me. I mean--I mean, don't fool around.

He laughs incredulously. He places his sunglasses on top of his head, carefully, as if he is indeed wearing a wig, and brings the stems down behind his ears.

Connie stares at him, another wave of dizziness and fear rising in her so that for a moment he isn't even in focus but is just a blur standing there against his gold car, and she has the idea that he has driven up the driveway all right but has come from nowhere before that and belongs nowhere and that everything about him and even about the music that was so familiar to her is only half real.

If my father comes and sees you--

He ain't coming. He's at a barbecue.

How do you know that?

Aunt Tillie's. Right now they're uh--they're drinking. Sitting around.

He squints as if he were staring all the way to town and over to Aunt Tillie's back yard. Then the vision seems to get clear and he nods energetically.

Yeah. Sitting around. There's your sister in a blue dress, huh? And high heels, the poor sad bitch--nothing like you, sweetheart!

Arnold Friend laughs. Connie's breath moves quickly. He smiles sheepily at her and moves closer to the screen door until he is right outside.

Now, what you're going to do is this: you're going to come out that door. You're going to sit up front with me and Ellie's going to sit in the back, the hell with Ellie, right? This isn't Ellie's date. You're my date. I'm your lover, honey.

What? You're crazy--