My Cardboard Balcony

I couldn't tell what the plot of the movie was when I walked on set, but I could certainly hazard a guess that it was meant to be futuristic. In one corner, a group of men and women were crowded around a prototype of what was meant to be a spaceship, tinkering away at its body. The film's director - a stout red-headed woman known for her epic sci-fi sagas - was speaking with one of the actors, wildly gesticulating during the conversation.